A shiver creeps down my spine As I wander through these hordes And when these callous arm Streches out for me, I feel at home
You are the beholders of silence Still your voice of wisdom means more to me Than the words from a thousand men ever will
In a time with religious whores Which keeps fucking the same cock I gasp for air, you are my shelter
A forthcoming winter-night From one of your mighty arms I will hang in a rope I am you, and you are the earth!!!
Your presence is indispensable For the existence of life Your elegy in stormy nights One with the earth And one with death!!! Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
