Within its black womb The edge of a dreamless void Into an abyss dead
The primal chaos In its most naked form Submit to its blind laws
The fragmentation of The starving universe Turn, black A life without world
Into an abyss of Pure lucidity Pitch, black Our poisonous veil
Upon the wheel of lies In morbid sleep of death
To perpetuate Our impermanence Turn, black Our poisonous veil
The negativity And the phenomena Pitch, black A life without world
The parasites of the subconscious Our perception – From the arc of the skull The indifference illuminated And to nothingness we will return
The swarming absence, in darkened minds Under a monochrome sky Our dimension – Under attack And now the beacon turns black
The fragmentation of The starving universe Our poisonous veil
Into an abyss Of pure lucidity Our poisonous veil
Disintegration of our masters All of their radiance and their truth As we vanish into havoc And the unfathomable
The nightmare of being Now our mutations roam blind The nightmare of being
The nightmare of being Now our mutations roam blind The nightmare of beingTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
