Impressions... psychotic and cruel Bitter fruits of uncovered reality When life becomes pointless it seems to be so derisive Leprous thoughts are so shameful Like a tiny worm within Sudden pain breaking a fragile inner balance... a departure
One minute's silence in remembrance of carnal desires and chastity Withered flowers shall never rise from their lethargic sleep Static torpor... fall into oblivion To the sound of a weeping bell Where words are devoted to those who keeps (sic) silence eternally
We die therefore we are We are no more As we were
There is no hope for tomorrow There is no god in the empty sky
Exhausted days and years engaged with nothing Burnt moments of the past... at last
Desperation comes with the phobia of mental impairment and loneliness Sultry nights spent in expectation of the inevitable gallows
Hollow puppets... mythical progeny What shall remain after all? Only pages can keep and remind Until they are reduced to ashesTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
