to liquid muscle. As the cornea is pierced and fried sizzling retina Burning and spitting on the now blackened, charred foeva Holes of crumbling carbon
Something that?s usually taboo I have an oddity I like my meat overdone I like my meat nearly burnt Burnt but Not Carbonized Lost of crusty human ribs
to liquid muscle. As the cornea is pierced and fried sizzling retina Burning and spitting on the now blackened, charred fovea Holes of crumbling carbon
[Instrumental]
You're trappened in this darkened maze Your life is forever left behind I've covered your eyes You'll never see the sun again So now when you're blind
Dying another death A morbid refreshment Seeking the meaning Of the spiritual walk Who's behind me now? What is my real face Who's behind me now? What
Pull the pole out of my heart And I will carry you high above black mountains To the sphere of night where the shadow is dancing To the choir of the forgotten
Lust in dream Erotic art Oh, succubus I visualize Create her body I make her mine
Перевод: Каркас. Carbonized Eyesockets.
flesh Something that?s usually taboo I have an oddity I like my meat overdone I like my meat nearly burnt Burnt but Not Carbonized Lost of crusty human
soldered to liquid muscle. As the cornea is pierced and fried sizzling retina Burning and spitting on the now blackened, charred fovea Holes of crumbling carbon
Dawdling in the cellar Whining on the dungeon step Underground dweller Hammers at the coal-flap Catching the gnats Tearing off their opal wings
re a carbon kid with a sinister diagram, You're a carbon kid with a sinister diagram, You're a carbon kid with a sinister diagram, You're a carbon kid
First to fall over when the atmosphere is less than perfect Your sensibilities are shaken by the slightest defect You live you life like a canary in a
Между нами обида и боль, между нами вода и огонь, Километры и долгие дни одиночества и пустоты. Потеряла я то, что могла в этой жизни беречь до конца.
Глаза очерчены углем И капли ртути возле рта Побудь натянутой струной В моих танцующих руках Каких бы слов не говорил Такие тайны за тобой Что все заклятия