In the corner of a dream I'm substance for a trident loaded feast
I inhale a womb, a sight of dysfunction
On my way: sole solution Defense, resistance: no reaction Dare to hurt me once: condamnation Keep in mind the fact : the first beheaded loose
With or without my consent You load the trident Hunger hunting for the feast You load the trident
Stagnant, exterminate Nothing is concrete if you don' t kill me Reclaim the place I was weak to let vacant
A quiet mind, a naive dreamer The hole i let will finally use me up
This night, this fight A space condemned to fall from grace Always pierced through cause nothing to do with youTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
