I wish I was a labyrinth consciously set on fire, never to be bored a second in my life Blessed to reach the land
Self-cursed to sail a barely breathing wreckage through the sea of ruins and ash Blessed to find the settlement...
...with roofless, idle pillars and walls encrusted with veins, with desolated signposts leading To the very center of formlessness
Like a corpse that breathes, a witness without eyes Running with scissors - rusty and sharp
Through desolated arcades to kill our livid time, through halls of faceless monuments Casting no shadows in greyness of polar nights
Like a corpse that breathes, a witness without eyes Running with scissors - rusty and sharp
I wish I was the wind that blows around here, in the monumental halls painted verdigris I wish I was the blood of its deepest vasculars and expanding cracks of the collapsed domes I wish I was...
In love with the void, involved in the fall Taking a step Forward
In love with the void, veil cyan and cold Mesmerised parade goes Onwards
In love with the void, involved in the fall Taking a step Forward
In love with the void That grows within the soul Mesmerised parade goes OnwardsTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
