The corpse of Caesar is hurtled off Mount Sinai's edge, into the starving hands of fucking pariahs; gnawing through golden, silk robe woven by your pawns.
Babylon will burn tonight Doused with head-refreshing, precious oil
Et tu?
Manicured nails rip throne cushion like a cat in a coward's reluctance, strikes the final hour. Come sit before Anubis. Delorian Gray unveils his masterpiece Screaming souls bound within a marble bust
Temples cleansed and bleached Heavens boil. Messiahs called out
Et mihi.
Empty churches/capitols: the fecal decomposite of hair and bones, of mankind's feeble attempt to stop the sun from setting. sic semper tyrannus.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.