Children breathing the crimes of desire defaced Ships on bloody oceans Starvation of Flags is a slaughter bishops and servants eating aphorisms treading fetuses through mirrors
golden fears are blood of Fortune deaf Walls are bones of Authority deep lies are veins of Deity
create mites that gybe into gleaming stars trees are stones for coffin of the gluttony and the insolence of instinct is a blasphemous nightmare a doleful Kingdom in billions of arms and feet and all thier times hollow them are out of Ashes
universe is over whelmed in hellish mortise universe is over whelmed in hellish mortise
My heart will snag in the snares of decaying I have the charms of the war hay Im hurt in bowing till the worth its all in vain like the rest of it all
I have the charms of the war hay Im hurt in bowing till the worth its all in vain like the rest of it all ... its all in vain like the rest of it all ...Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
