You are falling into the squalls Spirit fills itself with the tint of the teaching Messengers of Namtar drink from your toxic well And sink in the flood of black miasma - drunkenness
You are neither male nor female Don’t break the pledge of the zephyr The broad corrals, high enclosures… A myriad of portals Evil it is: Nanna is nigh Tear the wives from embrace of man Snatch the child from knees of mothers Opening the flaps of time
Seven, You are in midst of the deep MA.GUR.UR.NU.AB.ZU
Silence is the slaughter and the seal is the crown On sacramental grounds, feign as creatures of the Light
You are neither male nor female Don’t break the pledge of the zephyr The broad corrals, high enclosures… A myriad of portals Evil it is: Nanna is nigh Tear the wives from embrace of man Snatch the child from knees of mothers Opening the flaps of time
Seven, You are in midst of the deep MA.GUR.UR.NU.AB.ZU
And the body of the night turned out in daylight to be yours Order and kindness don’t exist like a wing without a bird And the body of the night turned out in daylight to be yours Order and kindness don’t exist like a tongue without a mouth… A Myriad of PortalsTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
