Shun to hinder the time-old repose Of dormant dwellers in artic pits Their stygian - in downfall's dose An extreme unction for engrained nits
Shun to enliven the primeval mors A primitive undoer elder than men With hands on the funest seal of worse A step to quiet of no seam and wenn
Avoid from making water from ice In frozen realm pestilent tombs We've still got a short while to get wise / In the cycle of womb-to-womb
Hark! The utter sick lullaby Of germs and spores revived Wasting adieu, the very good bye Behold the World : void-dived
The seals are broken, those seals are breached And human throne is soundly swaying We all have digged this final ditch Where no epitaph will be graved in
Shun to pity your foolery and fault After having raped your uttermost life-giver In shambles and wreck, the Earth rests mauled 'Twas the last blow to be deliveredTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
