I see the recollection against the tides of dying suns The cone of the existence forced and raped in doubled lines Down where I belong
Eyes to seek, eyes to steal what lives and bleeds Hiding, hunting beauty until the climax of the hunt Royal Hunt!
The dogs are loose now they run as one, on the trail of scent obey my commands They gut!
Lead your way into the forest Do not fear the grace, the beauty waiting on your path You are here to gut. Obey your instinct and gut.
This is what you are / I ran for the kill Why am I running now? / More and more light on my feet This is what you are / The dogs barking around me are my army no more
More and more light on your feet, More and more flesh for the beasts, In their eyes now reflects something I cannot tell In their mouth my flesh crawls, but this is not me
Actaeon! Each and every bite a ripple in time divide, reunite, collide Slaughtered in front of my own eyes!
Be sure every mouth is fed, be sure again and again
Actaeon! The dogs are loose again. I witness my own fall.
Embalm the hero, gather your faith The device warps pain throughout space - In a timeless bleeding lean against the dead tree that pierces the frame My eyes cannot look past.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
