Orgone - Mourn (2014, The Joyless Parson) | Текст песни

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• Mourn (2014, The Joyless Parson)

Genre: Progressive/Technical Death/Jazz Fusion

It is all one, sustained, resonant scream, masked in gestures of condemning kindness. The seeds he's nurtured behave as boastful adulterers, waterless gullies which cackle during night's inhalation. The centered brahman with a heart of madness, his ecstasy earned, but
undelivered lingering in the heavy, hypnotic moonlight, a bewildered fragment of substance a frail, diseased swan, deprived of grace, which saunters through traumatized flowers whose pedals endure the drizzling of napalm and the smoke which billows from the furnace of
futility.

A cloth clutched across his face, repulsed by obscene horrors dressed in blandness and neutrality...

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