Thrust ourselves into mouth of Nothingness Morning stench, wrathful gibberish and illiteracy Burning throat taste of victory and every stone thrown towards ourselves Our fate morphine and sewage
Litanies of awkward words spit into air and into 'strong' hearts On a necessity's leash, on a leash of self-love with one single word shortening few thousand breaths Wasting exhalation So thrust fear into eyes of void Morphine in its veins and sewage into entrails
Therefore thrust into mouth of our devils Cosmic gnosis and earthly hypocrisy The same resounding tones Unbearable ironically and too beautiful to be spoilt with the poison of meaning
Consume them you all now and forever more sponging flesh of yours in raptures of misery Claimed to have power upon lives of gods and upon foundations of temples Rejoicing emptiness sweeter by all means than idiotic eucharyst no matter what communion
So let the distant babylon fall and every harmed man of this world In the pupil of man's eye everything beyond himself In the mist of golgotha shall die anyway
On no account your stench cannot become a spear And your wisdom - which should never bear such a name cannot convert even single soul There is nothing to return to since void is our slave
Spitting onto old men proudly in fact sounds With these stakes of burning words carrying simply trivial strenght Pseudoreflections and grievance against rabble completed with kisses of chalices And morning end of day
Therefore thrust ourselves into mouth of void Morphine in its and our veins and sewage into entrails and our throats the same resounding words Incomprehensible obviously and too beautiful to be spoilt With the poison of meaning The poison of valueTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.