With mental pestilence smothered Subconscious warriors in dream-twisting pain Infernal carriers, bringing their kindred spirits Hither in vain
[Silent storm Breathes you apart Silent storm Vibrating fear throughout your limbs And sonic chart]
The serpent-headed me that was falling Now stands up and roars from the deep Flooding your barriers and ill-built fortifications With voices hard and steep
A half-breed of superiority A method to slay all your sheep Soon fills the air with the sand-hidden vermin And never I turn to sleepTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.