Blurred appearance In the house of mirrors Where lights don't go out To mislead the trail
We're laughing right in his face In order to tame the fear of the enemy Which we've met And he's us
But... Once naked, we shouldn't waste time for a decency Shameless we are Until we're stuck and we're back again Into the safe, warm shell Among this caleidoscopic hell Which points the finger at us
Stand, watch senselessly Stand, wait, pass the pain Stand still, hold on Patiently As the sea freezes
“The last glimpse of summer before the atomic winter has captured this ethereal moment of procreation of the last known freedom. The absolute deconstruction of god concepts and the hope of recycling the species; expressed by frigid mothers sucking the nipples of the trampled dwarfs - those happy ignorants looking out the light from between the knees of stilt walkers - walking still straight, but already blinded by the newborn Sun that turned out to be not just a gossip.
Am I talking to you too late? I know I come from far away Too late... I... I've seen it before Fire changes everything Everything... Even death"Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
