Drink with the nectar Of submission I feel nothing more Than existence A loneliness That will not Come off In the narcissism Of the harbour We are lost Vaster then night My pride My Threat My thrust This is beyond very far All this is beyond Is this the final exorcism? Of an obsession In the obsession? Swept clean of the past And it's errors Shall we take new roads We shall take new roads Look. lost Vast night Tearing and loating Thrashing without you To the church of tomorrow Death Is The Martyr Of Beauty Look, kere is our runic wreath Look here!Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.