Wandering below the hadean seal Shaking, mortified, making my way back to nowhere This skeletal mask brings a demon of the day There never would have been a light if the messenger in still life had regard for the son of the damaged soul Send the mirror falling Heavens see that this man once had value among all the golden But eccentric revisions in life brought on decay Take submission from a man in control Set the sail blowing, search for peace A loose feeling consuming me Blood is spent A token for my sacrifice Fallen angel, you speak my name The needle turns, the hourglass is spinning around Give it, I want it... a sense of a fucking life I can almost feel mine at home Selfish cries I am diseased Let it pour out and show what has healed One can finally find what's left in this masochistic personality In a holy bond we live Take a breath for seconds in this moment Sail upon the open skies Exhale your death and feel life, like water raining from above Majestic aura Take in my breath and lock eyes with a world once absent of your love Majestic aura Blood is spent A token for my sacrifice The tortured realm has released my name I can feel my body parting with this world Rebirth is starting from within I'm born some place beyond your time Selfish cries Flaunt disease Own what's mine Death upon my knees Let it pour out and show what has healed One can finally find what's left inside this masochistic personality In a holy bond we live Take a breath for seconds in this moment Sail upon the open skies Floating up above the hadean seal Sounds of ambient voices will lead me from nowhere This skeletal mask brings a demon of the dayTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
