Standing in cold rivers blank with scraped bullets on my chest, Deep solvent blue cried the ocean, pried in two halves of a cloned circle, Half of which belonged to earth, and the other belonging to her, Venomous shots of acid rain disguised as seraphs from the heavens suck phenol out of the devil�s casket, While a whisper imprinted in blood cascades the ever-flowing rivers of her progeny, In its grasp lay a butcher knife and an empty body bag, my time has finally come, Cast your shadow; awaken the ministry of flames, Miscast the salt on increments of rare earth, I�ve met the devil in his allotropic form, Casting webs of lies atop my seductive exoskeleton,Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
