Weave the intent from our resolved unknowing Present the solutions in a morose soliloquy
And as we speak those final rhymes Paving the road for continuation A path to paradise Witness the blessed rotten flesh Mercy!
These processions I’ve joined are not bound for rebirth They are frozen Heading for the sky Silently Never asking why...
To be as one with Earth and the worm within it Will not suffice for those whom we know as sacred
Between us we divide a boundless worth Projecting upon ourselves the elation I shall meet you in paradise, my beloved In memoriam
These processions I’ve joined are not bound for rebirth And they seem so lost I am no less bound to this road But the pains and joys of certainty are not mine I am not staring beyond the clouds Not heading for the sky And silently Always asking why
These processions I’ve chosen to follow have shackled me To the hearse that rides forever Into the sky Silently Never asking whyTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
