These are the last moments Last drops of life In a drip While landscapes of death open The scythe gate... It's the last sound Of beating hearts It's all dead! It's all dead... I wander the woods in hatred I walk the life in depression And ther's something inside Which blows like an atom bomb... Now...
ITCHIN' SKIN
It seems that this skin Is dead... It seems that my life... It stopt... ...Whiles ago... I dont know where is the shadow In which i hide myself... Some kind of joy Is all..around... And I'm becoming Even deader than i was before Among autumnal woods I scream in possession Slay me!!! ... Oh slay me... ... ... Slay me the trees!!! .... ... NOTHING
Trees of november In sephia mist The world grows with emptiness Ah fucking life! Never allows to walk the Way Everything must die Before my very eyes To let me touch the Throne Everything is the shade of Emptiness Everything decays And remains still... And they leave Into oblivion state Fucking existence!! Hypocritical NOTHING!Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
