Reality was stirred Like a fog inhaled at the fringe of the eyesight Coalescent just long enough for the rapture He is no longer alone Gifted with a costly talent Chosen to perpetuate the old craft A forced farewell for the youth
Meet the Henchmen, before whose path walls dissolve Gone gathering words and a little scare in its prime Coven hived within mountains like termites in wood Alcove bound carnations in wait
The static regimen Taken away from infancy The static regimen Non corporal drill to walk the other side The static regimen The egregore's achieved
Whence just promising pupils A vocation stirred awake A hand came from out of life As if dragged across the mirror
Remembrances of an old self Like guide slopes in the descent to carnation The routine of the scare A training attuned with millennia The mission ends as feelings return...
The ectoplasm dispersed, the egregore vanished Subliminate long enough to play the pawns The ectoplasm dispersed, the egregore vanished Subliminate long enough to give kings willTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
