What erased this scenery So that I could fancy ridicule over pity And enrace whatever mocked the sky Two hands made these hearts That trembles before me My loss of grace (Their earthly figure with it's marbled face) I link the two In my heretic poetry Rain falls silently I am the portal A layer of dust A burdened insect that betrayed their lust I licked their wishes in reverie And soaked their crystal trust What screamed so annoyingly That made you rush through these (strangely) coherent purgatories Gloves and masks are these eyes to stare so awfully At my malignant heresy A rat conducted the angels, to sing hysterically, songs that whipped their wings and opened walls of gloss Rain falls abruptlyTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
