["No one can judge one another, because this equals delivering and notifying the judgement of own ego-that's how the saying sounds.There are no limits how far we can go, the borders are only built up by morality, humanism and reality. But one thing we shall know: Nothing could be a fading part of evanescene, which is already dead."]
[Part Oracle:] Man, little man, why do you need god, when you believe yourself as a god?
[Part Orage:] The bellowstorm must come In which a cherub lurks Offspring of an exploited Nature
[Part Odium:] People, men, women, old and young, The most hideous vermins and angels than ever. Childworms, Humid larvae, Damp molluscs, Spongesoul sinsects, By urine and blood drenched in their own vomitus
[People:(maybe they are people)] Impaled through anus Penetrated, desecrated On the crusted antlers of Cernunnos
Writhing diadems Ornaments in convulsion You're all on the stakes No empty space No solitude amongst you
A race dies on the horns of god While they' re staring at each other In rigour One is common in them: Fear and credulous curiosity ( but curiosity is much stronger) Which is a key on the necklet of the Virgin girl.
[Part Orage:] The howling storm must come In which a cherub lurks Starving for dolls.
[Part Oracle:] Don't wait: They' re already waiting for you.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
