Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Bjørn Lynne
Bjørn Lynne
Composer

Lyrics

She is the final horror Safar must face. The goddess who conspired to destroy the world, while her heavenly brothers and sisters are trapped in never-ending sleep. If horror held beauty, Lottyr would be that awful beauty. Six heads, weaving back and forth on six slender necks. Six hands, waving gracefully, each shooting long sparks of magic. And framing her in awful symmetry – the fabled Demon Moon.
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