Frozen, the epitaph our sorrow.
The bloodrun eyes focus on knowledge unseen by passive elements.
This member, dismembered, remembered.
For all time to come no future prolonged.
Angelic shadows curse through the wicked night.
Sylphlike enemy corrosion in opportunity spite.
All moonlight beams blocked.
Nightclouds hold back our dreams of the sun.
Whilst shadows mark the lines that divide.
Like Gemini we intertwine in blacknetic silhouettes.
The syndrome is now one with the c**prit a**assin.
The enigma that is you, the signs are neonlike.
Implode from the outside, looking in, inside on the outside.
Caving in, the strangest monument of periodic dreamwoven silence.
Sink your nails into my face and keep on peeling until you find me.
Let us celebrate our intestinal love.
In my reflection of the light, I found the consolation.
The circle is round at last, I became the moon and the stars.
Captured war and random acts of violence.
Pixellized, merely innocent dots of light.
And even he sees the end is coming.
Go on, cover my ears so the bullets won't hit.
Sylphlike enemy upon the plains, bloodred.
Shallow is the cavern of my heart.
Points of entry now mark the lines that divine.
Sculpturing strains of napalm ascend across the mountain wall.
The bloodrun eyes focus on knowledge unseen by passive elements.
This member, dismembered, remembered.
For all time to come no future prolonged.
Angelic shadows curse through the wicked night.
Sylphlike enemy corrosion in opportunity spite.
All moonlight beams blocked.
Nightclouds hold back our dreams of the sun.
Whilst shadows mark the lines that divide.
Like Gemini we intertwine in blacknetic silhouettes.
The syndrome is now one with the c**prit a**assin.
The enigma that is you, the signs are neonlike.
Implode from the outside, looking in, inside on the outside.
Caving in, the strangest monument of periodic dreamwoven silence.
Sink your nails into my face and keep on peeling until you find me.
Let us celebrate our intestinal love.
In my reflection of the light, I found the consolation.
The circle is round at last, I became the moon and the stars.
Captured war and random acts of violence.
Pixellized, merely innocent dots of light.
And even he sees the end is coming.
Go on, cover my ears so the bullets won't hit.
Sylphlike enemy upon the plains, bloodred.
Shallow is the cavern of my heart.
Points of entry now mark the lines that divine.
Sculpturing strains of napalm ascend across the mountain wall.