Nightsight - Feast In Time Of Plague | Текст песни

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Slipped down from a dream to euphoria
Slung in braindead happiness
First in line that leads to swine
Bittersweet fantasies

In much wisdom is much vexation
In rotten ecstasy morbid exhilaration
So ripe with sickness – close to perfection
Shedding the skin of civilization

Lifting the banner of Bacchus
Pig-headed nunsluts from Eden
Timeframe collapse
Vintage wine and pussy fair ...enough

Shelter me – (not at all)mighty nonsense
I’m (un)dead serious,
(yeah!yeah!)
A missing link - between the gods and shit
A pathetic excuse for an animal

Abruptly the horridor
Shuts its jawlls
(die!die!)
Point of ignition passed
Closed casket rebirth

In much wisdom is much vexation
In rotten ecstasy - morbid exhilaration
Shedding the skin of civilization
So ripe with sickness – close to perfection.

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