In the Earth’s hidden veins, silent rivers flow, Telluric currents, concealed beneath the show. Whispers of the world, electric and grand, Tracing ancient routes, from future to the land.

With Alexandra’s vision, colors start to reveal, A canvas of wonders, in shades surreal. Like the hum of a village where life gently sings, The music of roots, where every note clings.

Through rock and soil, Tyme’s secrets are sealed, In the heart of the Earth, where melodies are healed. In David’s hands, the echoes refine, Crafting a sound both profound and divine.

Thank you for guiding us through the telluric vein.

– Aman Umber & Krol