Hasenfang - Sour | Текст песни

• Тексты песен
• Hasenfang
• Sour

to always ever do what's done before?
invoking up the curse of past decade horrors
once again it seems that thunderclouds roll in
conjuring the storm that builds up deep within
abilities are running farther to and fro
reserving to the wrongs of many years ago
can i hold up now or can i keep confined
this crouching devil keeping me so foul and blind
holding onto tides into another's life
longing on the living, up-enthralled at strife
feeding on the forethought pounding in the dents
shaking up the sacraments and covenants
reach into the dark, a never-ceasing hold
gather fascination that stays in control
following the hallow, but calling me down
to where harpies lye and siren cry; languored abound

this fabled djinn, locked deep within
overtly dim and meshed in sin
stretching high as towers
i'll dig the ground, with half-fault frown
to bury down this heart that's drowned,
flowering and sour

lick sweetly to the senses, all your phosphorescence
loving-lounging, disregarding consequences
fluid motion making it all fun-lit dreams
while puddling inside, wound notions want to scream
ever-even fool phantasm creeping shame
both wanting in and wanting out: a fiendish game
ever-even disillusioned ticking clock
gargoyle hard incising heart and sound as rock

daydreaming lies which splice the ties
averting eyes is no surprise
while counting down the hours
bag the leaves or burn the trees?
on bended knees, with wretched pleads
it leaves a taste so sour

such a fluke to rebuke these feelings,
worth needing; just to have you
how to exorcise the beast clawing within?
lacing upon me, your touching smell
leering softened voice, i can't dispel
is holiness waning thin?
(can’t you see?)

Hasenfang еще тексты