Endlesshade - 7 | Текст песни

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Postural shiver
Motion shortage
Glyphs are carved
On the old scum
Failure to act Thou standest in chaos
For my corpse to be thrown in a hole

Unseen machine
With the sharp stings along it
Cogwheels revolve
Undressing warm flesh
Just to endure a torture for hours
(But) I want my death to be quick

Oh, swamp lights call
I foresee my own fall
Dismember the loneliness
In hissing of dreadful emptiness

ONE. Cold fingers flatter my ribs
TWO. I close my eyes and descend
THREE. Adhesive fear burning down desperate attempt to survive
FOUR. Firm justice demands to spit myself out by black clots of blood
FIVE. Crashed bones remind truth of painful purification
SIX. Echoes made me distraught with grief

I'm the one who provoked the downfall to the earth
But I'm the only one who left my heinous crimes to stay obscured

SEVEN. Millions of tiny electric needles pierce me all around. Light rays fall down and interfere from the soft ground. Circles and lines spreading the blue, emerald and greenish glow. Clouds in the sky are gone. All at once disappears. There are only a starry sky and I under it, lying in the water. Noise also disappeared. Boundless tranquility. I close my eyes.

Pray for me, you fucking bastard
Or you'll be kissing my rotten eyes
With worn-out vultures
Hangman will cut out all your lies


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