Crazy apocalyptic troublemakers Tighten the thorny rope My neck is gushing with longing Whizzing gibberish comes out from my mouth They can see... Mocking smile on their faces Silent... they pass me by Like a pack of starving hyenas They touch me in disbelief Infusion still pulsates in me Full of Hecate's scream It spills throughout my body Boiling, sticky mucks He is staggering... Dazed with rotten wine Slowly he's harnessing the steeds For the Queen of Dream's carriage Hollow snap tears the silence apart With quick whip it becomes quiet Muffled in wet grass The rattle of horses' hooves Embryos of meanness Suppressed not with scream but with lasting Infusion still pulsates in me Full of Hecate's scream It spills throughout my body Boiling, sticky mucks Yes, I can see... Empty eyes... wide open Full of stinking rot And scathing laugh ends And it becomes a whisper... I can't hear anything Figures - stooped shadows They quickly make off Crazy apocalyptic troublemakers Tighten the thorny rope Embryos of meanness Suppressed not with scream but with lastingTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
