I am closer to this Earth A hollow, fatuous sleep now visits me Within the shell of my being a war of serpents, both flesh and spirit, stir Coils that twist and wretch upon one another, both seeking their own completion From the heart of this contest, I trace the lines of a blade's edged dance most terrible Etched into the walls beneath where my eyes may penetrate My sleep is end I am now farther from that Earth And yet, I will remain as an echo Hear now the words from the mouths of Ghosts and Martyrs We are conflict We are harmony We are ChimeraTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
