Dagon - The Last | Текст песни

• Тексты песен
• Dagon
• The Last

From the wharf that night I saw it crawl onto the stony shore....
And from a crevice in the rocks it pulled a hat and coat....
And in the guise of man it shambled down the boardwalk in the dark....
Primeval rumblings in its throat....

The Last 4X....

Its luminescent eyes peer in the tavern by the docks....
Where sailors spend their leave and dance with village girls....
And when the dancers kiss it pounds its fists in angst against the glass....
The lonely last of a long forgotten world....

The Last- Not quite man, it lives within the sea....
The Last- Final son of some aquatic breed....
The Last- We’ll never understand its wretched pain....
The Last- The life we share the ecstasy it craves....

Its scales- Abhorrent worst of all creation....
Its cries- A tortured mind’s emancipation....
Its form- Inverse of common decency....
Truest terror of it all- Anthropomorphic similarities....

Its people died out long ago, a holocaust we’ll never know....
Target of extinction, nature’s own malediction....
Lusting for our human pleasures, twisted longings beyond measure....
Memories exhuming, painful past consuming

Dagon еще тексты