C/Crown of Asteria/In Favor of Atavism and Destruction: Crushing Bones for the Funeral Pyre
This place I dwell is no longer home I’m crushing my ill-fated bones I’m puncturing my lungs in order to purify I vomit these toxic words, brainwashed suicide
I’ve left the ruins and decay of modernity Wishing for severe regrowth and validity I wear the skin of the wounded stag
No longer is this home No longer life of death No longer dust or bone Atavism, All are dead
This place is ruined by avarice Ignorant price for gluttonous fulfillment I’m bleeding in order to understand Why we kill that which fortifies us
My veins are tarnished, darkened by the haze We are all digging our own graves Bury me unmarked beneath oaken shade
Ignorance is breeding Burning and raping FuckTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
