Текст, перевод и аккорды “Nihil Esse”
- Look at the eye all swollen with blood Staining the cheeks with redness Cutting my head they saw with surprise A minor god as he fell out Lost in black Cocooned in mold I suffocate The stench of my memories chokes me Lips indifferent to deadening peace Oblivion determines rebirth In my own thoughts I cannot be safe My ignorance Is so unsettling Someone else knows me He's watching me now Funerals march in the streets of grief Processions lit up by the dead Their lips are moving but they are mute Lost in the cries of mourning Memory breaks the spell of loneliness Unmoving eye now is drowned Never expecting reality Where are you leading me, temple of old
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