Stored in a remote tomb Buried in a cloak of silence Soon swallowed by nature’s gorge But not forgiven in a thousand years A temple made from concrete walls The grotto of a divine invention
Still praying to the gamma god Until he lets us sense his wrath
Inhabitants of sector death The ones who could survive the impact Giving birth to bizarre creations Hiding well from human eyes Their grotesque limbs pointing to the sky Towering dust cloud, silent witness
Still praying to the gamma god Until he lets us sense his wrath
We are fragments of a bygone life Waiting to be sacrificed While the earth’s crumbling In front of our eyes
One can never be forgotten Invisible undying force Paralysed, deformed and staring Into the abyss of remorseTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
