Reflective illusions have bred an endless spiral Perpetual path of a fleeting inner universe We now sow the signs of timeless sacred oaks
We are but as many narcissistic loops
Down beneath heavens Sketching diurnal nightmares Down before an ever-grey doom For a causality to preach
Down...
To worship the intrinsic relics of an ambivalent parricide As blinded mist hunters we smashed mirrors into pieces Dreaming new idols in shades of black
Down beneath heavens Sketching diurnal nightmares Down before an ever-grey doom For a causality to preach
La conscience a établi un clivage paradoxal, projetant notre regard vers les reflets de sombres hauteurs – enfouissant les sources de notre existence. Créant le mouvement à travers le phénomène, nous avons conçu la fin comme la transcendance du moyen. L'illusion d'une causalité rassurante annihilant l'action, le moment, le sentiment, l'être, le divin... Nous sombrons toujours plus profondément dans les affres du déterminisme.
Perpetuating through rusty statues As the choirs of human essence Being despite inexistence
As motionless summits under gloomy clouds we stand Corroded by the acid rain of knowledge The new bark of a suppurating bilateral dominion
We are but as many narcissistic loops As many water drops on wrathful winds of wholenessTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
