Shadows begin to speak Ones own flesh made unwilling Hidden eyes inside the black An unknowable intellect
I have no legs and I must run I have no mouth and I must scream
I dream of a sea of flesh Innumerable frenzied mouths I dream of the living shadow
The blissful touch the baleful gaze
She comes in the night A beastly form in shade A paralyzing gaze In the dark there is no refuge She takes what is hers
From your seed she will breed A legion of offspring Pray for an end The cold embrace of nothing
You have sown the seed What you will reap Transcendental infiltration Sins of the father incarnate The bastard nephilim disembarkTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
