Mourning Sun - Vena Cava | Текст песни

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• Mourning Sun
• Vena Cava

Sightlessness
Murk
Berefts of love

Sightlessness
Sightless…

To conceive a selfless glance
From the vena cava
Oh, so many eons…

Yet, the murk lies therein
The illusive
Deceitful
Sensitivity

Satiation of vile beings
Sucking from the entrails
Veins, veins
As opened ways
Offer rotten streams of blame

Murk
Berefts of love
Sightlessness
Sightless…

Defeat of the universal
Elation of selfish acts
Is to abandon natural valuing
Weak spirits’ victory
Dishonest hand offering
Miserably envisaged

Feel.