Fuzzlord Revival Cult - Sonic Perversions | Текст песни

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Escape with lines… from closing earth
From space to space... to speak the Black Man oath

The sound of sweet decay
Rumbling ground and wicked ways
These exiled paths leads me astray

I feel the past behind me
The cosmic dead, will find me
Our minds are damned right from the start

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The black winds howl... inside my mind
Commit the secret sin... and seek the beast within

Ultimate blackness, obeying unknown rites
Vague, insistent pulls to dreams of distant times

Stunning noise too loud to hear
Phasing lights too bright to see
Our minds were damned right from the start