A recipe for a hazard built out of scraps Time is but a putrid conception To get loose from this drug fuelled romp A lighting second take out your breath Deeper, Nastier Discriminate the sense of right or wrong Express core will tremble Neurolic Obsession knows no rest No brighter path On a slash of sugar truths PAIN Ostracize the taste of Men DEATH Satisfaction by Passion URGE Decimation in Darkness Madness embrocates my breath The Ocean of being rips us apart The fall of the wanderer amuses his master Distance. Closure, Love Pleasant Numbness Psychic structure Skin exudation Unsavory thoughts A mold covered nest Teardrops Empty conscience Flanked by a timbered realm Under the orb Of a pale blue sky Awareness lips Celestial candlelight Whispers of silence So sacred above Dogged with your unsettling whisper Doting eyes staring down at them Endless seclusion is the only choice Factual desire is a fable The Deaf will surpass it's creator Splitting their lives apart Shrilling of Silver tongues Future dreams deep down in codeine spoons Swallowed by the almighty dictator Who wrote their noxious code No blood pressure cut down on your throat Full pleasure on our sculpture of flesh "How to transcend this sensual emptiness. This urge, wrestle, resurrection of dry sticks, Cut stems struggling to put down feet, What saint strained so much, Rose on such lopped limbs to a new life? We won't figure out who he is But who we are through hearing him Discomfort and humour PAIN For the blank scum DEATH We miss our desire URGE I miss having lustTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
