Milliard - Not Of This World (Never Stop The Madness / 2015) | Текст песни

• Тексты песен
• Milliard
• Not Of This World (Never Stop The Madness / 2015)

Yet I`m not yours! I`m not yours!
I`m not among the rows of your decaying bodies.
Where the grieving souls are damned to coition.
I will make another incision on a raw spot of my cold soul.

Cut the old threads of demiurge
Behind the back of all the dull souls.
Frankincence divine fingers won`t touch my eyes
I`ll walk this lonely path alone

I`ll take you away to look into the broken mirrors
Killing off that creation, killing off the words of universe.

Where the unicorn among the dying cries
Trotting out from nowhere.
Where I yearn in a wasteland
With no sign of cell of life.

I am the rusty knife of desperate cries
I am the words incisions
The ordours of pain are where I print my steps
Spitting into the whirlwinds of the universe.

I slit my skin before the spirit of Creator.
I breach the void of all the laws.
I curse the inner and outer worlds.
I rise myself higher!
As my lust for sadness
These incisions makes me an exile of the universe.
And when it`s all over
I`ll be wandering in the dust of the gods.


Milliard еще тексты