V / Verge / The God Hates Himself More than All of Us Together Ever Could, but What Could Kill Him?
You wish to reach the euphoric state When you could expose your hate and nothing matters no more What actually holds you is exactly the same thing That you think you have hated all these years
After all there was no potential After all there was nothing but empty words Spoken with no real meaning behind
It´s too ironic that all the energy Was drained to them But where do you think it originally came?
Reach nothing from the "releasing voice" Reach nothing from defying it For many have said we must "admit to life" But they usually had just a vague impulse And no real experience of the opposite
Some understood this But usually instead of true despisal of life They projected only their own worst human potential And claimed it to be the world
Something really bled through But if it is flowed in a grail And drunk for its glory The effect is not the hoped one Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa. |
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