Desperation is deeply rooted Into the origins of their conceptions Illusions of a wrecked mental integrity Idyllic fundamentals inconceivable to their uprightness are perceptible through the shapes of the mutilated craniums
The disfigured expressions of solitude Despised Looks into nothingness Desolating pleas vomiting piety Monstrous incarnations disintegrated in themselves Aimed at an almighty utopian revelation That will sink them into the most distressing euphoric state Embodying the painless decease of being
Decorations of an exposure of the macabre Bodies still alive, holding their guts With their own hands, as well as the will to live Does in nothingness Like a snail crawling along the edge of a straight razor What the hell is what prevails in still of their will? Looking for an answer to calm their pain To extirpate it from the root, castrated by birth To be able to have the criterion to survive without prejudices When fear becomes indifference In view of the eyes that have seen such atrocities There's no room for spiritual crumblingTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
