The Depth I am, the Book sealed by Five Sigils Written by Air... Labyrinthus et longinqui ignis species Read...
Light of colourful neons Put his gleam on sweet candy tasting like a soil... Menstrual Heroin spills on fragile ice Hanging over smothered Fire... Silver - black flesh which's diagnosing heart Drowning the calm of afflation in itself Besprented blood, flows out from rasberry gauze Twinning the White Pigeon... Swelled strings of veins Are patiently pomping aversion and tasty hunger to Elegant Coat... Dry branches of Trees, reflecting in tile of bluring Water, are Trickling Broken Glass... Severing stony sculptures of tranquility Polishing the Time in Cosmic Debris of Thousand Pearls... Wet Corpse falls helter - skelter, Hitting on arris sink with bony hand... Inflexible, temptive shiny Pane, spawns misty Onirism And afterwards, cuts on blunt arris, without cutting off...
Levitating torches of Milky Skin Pulling over the shingle, the Innocence on the cord are Reflecting the view of Mental Revolution in the Mirror... Passage...in the longing Longing...in Passage...Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
