Disentangeled by abominations Strenghtened in every aspect through confrontations Hiding oneself from the sarcastic faces of this universe
A fallen disciple burdened with confusion Conquered by an uncontrollable creed to scatter His delusion Plundered down to the spectral gorges of the earth
Undisguised for the ignorant to see The splendour in such a profane conspiracy
Imprisoned and lost in the untrodden maze ...of predators and preys
Cutting like a dagger hardened in His fire Afflictions and violations are freed in this void Possess an almighty eye to witness their choir And hunt down fools that have always decoyed
Wingless and scattered, the slaves of submission In them, ideal serpent of death, waiting Lead by instincts like vermin on a carcass oppressed by the context; blessing of oblivion ...Absence is present when the presence is absent
Anxiously awaiting His millennia Slowly sowing the seeds of hysteria Captured in the strangling embrace ...of predators and preys ...Presence is absent when the absence is present
Charged with misantrophy... This is how we hunt!Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
