Thermonuclear zone of polidium Burning All surgace contaminating the plagued planet Reflections, pollution, Hexagonal eggs contain... Lowering creatures
Angel of sphere, crushed by inside Mercury spouting the grinding hemisphere Circular columns astral images, fillings Amazing construction of hybrid badges
[Instrumental]
Decomposted gas on ions And electrons recombination The dissociation and ionisation is In dynamic equilibrium Cosmic substance group between Interstellar
Drag of crime in the path of dupe Crushing the brief of human counts Anger; hate is the blame Ghastly sounds stun my fear Stun my fear Abysmal lunatic
Reconstruction in the amorphous line of time Powerful emanation of energy I see the constellations changing colour Mathematical combinations of triangular
Organic material tunnel Embryonic stellar drones Heat Visions flashes shiny chaos Loud flickers of light repeated Worm skinholes around me Stellar frost
State of the matter before (The) primary explosion In the cosmology of the big-bang, this is The extremely compressed neutrons Of the primary substance
Unbalanced breeze distortion Unbalanced container abstraction Distance is something we understand In a primal way I feel (symmetry?) In the light
Eclipsing cosmic waves Inside the dome zero gravity Now the reality portal is totally open Swallow me, revolting organic being Dome i can see, waiting
[Bonus track]
Metric collosus of pain violator Agonizing sorrow chasm in the light Burial around the slave of mirrors Floating cadaver in the monochrome Floating
Unbalanced breeze distortion Unbalanced container abstraction Distance is something we understand In a primal way I feel (Symmetry?) In the light
С каждым годом всё больней и больней Воспринимается старая новая осень там за окном С каждым разом всё сильней и сильней Чувство вины, но моя совесть
Зачем тебе моя душа, что ты во мне нашла? я удивлен, что твоя любовь еще не прошла все эти годы мы сидели за одной партой, я даже скатывал математику
One day you're thinking that maybe you're feeling better And you're probably an OK person, if only you had a job... Through the hollow tombs can see them
only to a forced unfusion Tincture of lead be said with no remorse full of confusion Wish to enjoy this weightlessness lay me out full worm garden A
a bunker, Here behind my wall, Waiting for the worms to come. (Worms to come.) In perfect isolation, Here behind my wall, Waiting for the worms to come. (Worms