Dance blindly In the gleam of the broken lamp The crippled nature outside Is mocking your wretched being The only language left Is coughing and sobbing The scars on the wrist Keep on itching
Once you heard about God An abstract story unimaginable Such a graceful entity Can clearly not exist
Endless sunlight Permeate me Suffocate me Burst my blisters Swarm of locusts Lead our way Through the ruins To the graves
Collapsed lungs Bleached skin and empty eyes Toothless mouth and paper tongue Muscles limp and seedless eggs Welcome to our troglodyte legacyTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
