I – I am light and disorder I have come to seek control of the sun To be the one, be the great preserver last call becoming second to none
Envy youth for I am immortal Heavens carry my soul in their sleeves
Bright light binds profane possession bright eyes level blind confidence I have been (into) a black dream I've seen through the eyes of a king A fading antithesis your sunken prophet pleases
Envy youth for I am immortal Heavens carry my mind in their wake
Worship though and meaning In heaven your guard is feeding - “Father, I died for you” - ironic laughter
Murder wreaks havoc and redemption until my soul bleeds Ideals to me, unseen until my soul is redeemed
Sorcerer of death's construction Raveling into the symptoms you despise A symphony of symmetric agony Mother to the symptoms of our life's demise
Sorcerer of death's constructionTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.