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- Альбом
- Moving inward us
- Текст
- Anhell
Music: Dictator
Lyrics: Misanthropic Poetry
Emptiness is the reflection of two mirrors
Mirrors are just pentacles of white cliffs
Where a faer is a drop of blood on a mirror
Eats the eyes and leaves emtyness
Where my sin is doomed in triumph
Where the sunrise is waiting for the light in pitch dark
And paying over no good
Emptyness turnes words into ashes
Slender figure moves as a shadow in my soul
And tears my nerves with silence where its silent
And grieving over the image in the mirror
I will draw your portrait in someone else's church
where your God, doomed in trimph
Is waiting to pay off his death on the cross
I pray for the innocence of his words
And swear to burn the naivety of your eyes
As emptyness reflects in the mirrors
It flies high, dispressing in the skies
Your God n his cross is liver than life
With his laws to rule the eyesight of blind
Where your kin carries outa sentence for me
Signing a contract with God, signing with blood
But you stay silent as you pray to the icons of evil
Emtyness is burning my eyes out