True Black Dawn piosenki

Remember me, when the flesh ages, when the skin turns to grey Remember me, when the sight fails, and all tastes like ashes The echoes of despise clad onto the skin To disguise the emptiness, the gaping hole within Behold me, the crackle in the mirror Th...

The grey man walks the crooked path Eyes pecked out, eaten by the vultures Ears torn, hanging on his shoulders Legs strong, leading forward No doubt in his heart The grey man walks the cunning path Arms bleeding, blood streaming Flesh grinning, always...

Turn thy head, little one Lest thou might stir the waters deep The dead calm within See the vast shadow move beneath The thick veil opening The unredeeming light reveals Endless and unforgiving Behold the swirling depths Hearken the flutter of insects...

I have a dream It’s a white waste, in the middle of starless night The white sun rises, seen by none, for none exists No one to leave footprints on snow, to stain the black velvet The world is quiet, colours cease to be Where are the spirits of men, wher...

“We are the drowned ones We are the drowned Let the waters come Let them come” | Saadi Youssef | “At last I saw the wrath descend I saw the end, I gazed upon the earth And all the withered world was chaos (a swirling, putrid chaos) Just as it had been...

This world is all wrong, colours not what they should human flesh put together from tiny lives blood porcelain organic smell Spider webs clinging not only to body but to mind the eggs are hatching inside Let me out Once clear star, do you remember me...

The void is a curtain of black velvet, draped around the idea of flesh A prison made into an image of god with a face of a harlot Darkness swathed in darkness, light unmanifest The light goes out, where the shadows sprawl The light dies out, where the god...

Those two sisters standing next to each other Despair and the promise of immanence Holding the flame of human frailty That familiar impotence of god Move the stone door of Solovyov’s folly Insurrected at the third day, I will rise As the bone instrument...

With each cut it breathes With each drop it grows stronger With each sacrifice the vision becomes ever clearer The light goes out between the shadows With eyes closed, yet seeing in the ever The void is a curtain of black velvet... With every cut it see...