Your eyes can be used as tools for creation Tiresome bones turned golden degeneration
The night ! Oh the night ! How I long for the night ! Black curtains aplenty Black, beautifully empty The night, yes the night How we long for this knife To cut our souls, screaming Cut them from inside
(The sound of decaying brain matter)
Our lifeless shadows cast eerily aside Turning white in the light beyond our mind's eye
Your eyes overpower your essence Can you feel divine presence ? Do you stress the existence of god ? Don't you dream to stare beyond ? Hide behind your spider-webbed scriptures Crawl, beaten, to your holy cross Drink fine lies from god's golden grail Pierce your mind with martyrdom's nails
(The sound of razor and flesh)
I stand to gain nothing I fall to gain the world Preaching soul amputation Propagating sepulchral word Soul amputationTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
