in an anemic glacier they think they found the truth with their circulation wilted and broken they kept the beat as the ice had emoted to stop the cognitive erosion
within frozen blood, the ice at its most ferocious lies the confluence of flesh and worship
they think they've found the truth we think we've found them you think you found the truth I think I found you
as the earth vomits blood, its guts on our jaws the individual experience is a hostile, indifferent existenceTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
