in a crevace of stillness i lie, as an immortal in passive doom i can fuck myself back to life, or forever be trapped in earth's womb as a lonely vibration of pain, thoughts are doors, words are keys with my eyes feasting on the astral planes, i must kill for inner peace
clouds amass in great numbers above the holy land to serve as a guideline and fasten my hand i call them together to harken their plight and deliver the world from light
in fury and disdain, the forces of good resist in vain the fate of the world beside me in a crevace lain towering above me a messenger of destiny to pledge allegiance or go down on me
peace denounced in favour of strife an entire civilization fucked me back to lifeTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
