HEY ENTHRONE DUST AND BROKEN MIRRORS
Vile, grotesque,
mind's reflection falls
emptiness and nothingness
hide behind their thoughts
warped illusions
like walls in front of horizons
They try to fill the void
with dust
In broken mirrors
they only trust
They try to fill the void
with dust
and walk a field
that euphoria
have distorted and embellished
with the sparkle of the dead bodies
Illusions illumination
Black light reflect so well
on thrones
covered with dust and broken mirrors
Blind shepherds
lead the flock in ravine
your future lies in the chasm dephs
where you father (ou fantom) divine
rot for so long
in blessed green stale waters
Comme le soleil est éloigné de cette vulgaire flaque de pisse
Entre vous et nous se dresse à jamais un grand gouffre et des milliers d'abymes !
Disgusting contorted
crawling parasites
Convulsing under
the shining rays of (our) sun.
Abyss upon Abyss
Mind against mind
each of your words
each of your thoughts
I feel the chasm that's growing wider !
a great chasm
lies between us.
thousands of abyss
A distant echo
an ounce-like vibration
unpleasant and strident
(try to pierce through the void)
From this side we see
From this side we hear
noises of your degenerency
We can harm you
and make you suffer
For our own pleasure
but you're the brightest weapon
to your own fall
No glimmer of hope
abyss upon abyss
devoted to the void
and to your own fall
From this side we feel
From this side we see
the chasm shivers and growing wider.
You're scanning the illusion and what you see is not
Seducing words all around but what you hear is false
From out the forest
to reach the sun
Don't fear the burning
let your wings spread or unfasten
Not in the grave you're diggin
Not in the dead leaves coat
The truth lay well hidden
In the desesperate whispering of your blood