One day I found a crystal ball
A globe with TIME inside itself:
'But I won't look in it's direction
I don't desire any prediction,
So don't expect any reaction from me,
Nor surprise, it doesn't bring me anything new!
So I won't touch it with my virgin lips"
One day I found a crystal ball
A globe with DEATH inside itself:
'But I won't look inside it's red eyes
I don't desire it's holy answers
I don't feel fine when I touch cold dead skin
You won't entangle me in your mean sins!
So you won't touch me with your putrid lips'
Your obscure mysteries
Are nothing new for me
They're like past autumn leaves
Diffused by winter winds
'So I won't look inside your red eyes
I don't desire your sacred answers
I don't feel fine when I touch your dead skin
You won't entangle me in your mean limbs!
So you won't touch me with your putrid lips
So you won't touch me with your lips'.
A globe with TIME inside itself:
'But I won't look in it's direction
I don't desire any prediction,
So don't expect any reaction from me,
Nor surprise, it doesn't bring me anything new!
So I won't touch it with my virgin lips"
One day I found a crystal ball
A globe with DEATH inside itself:
'But I won't look inside it's red eyes
I don't desire it's holy answers
I don't feel fine when I touch cold dead skin
You won't entangle me in your mean sins!
So you won't touch me with your putrid lips'
Your obscure mysteries
Are nothing new for me
They're like past autumn leaves
Diffused by winter winds
'So I won't look inside your red eyes
I don't desire your sacred answers
I don't feel fine when I touch your dead skin
You won't entangle me in your mean limbs!
So you won't touch me with your putrid lips
So you won't touch me with your lips'.