The Innards and Shadows

From birth to death
We march between cruelty and madness
Only the dead saw the end of war and felt the pride of victory
Desolation-stained landscapes emerge from the wrath
And apocalyptic storms

The Wolves are loose, loyal and fearless beasts
A grotesque howling wind
Snakes follow shadows crawling in union with darkness
With each loss of my skin
I feel
That I am closer to divine transformation

Kneel down and your unbearable shame will end
With serpent scorn eyes thou shalt be
Unlight by the shadow of the complex darkness
Feel my daggers cut the stigmatized flesh and the impure blood
That covers my face will now be a river of gnosis that runs free
From birth to death, we march between cruelty and madness
Only the dead saw the end of war and felt the pride of victory
Desolation-stained landscapes emerge from the wrath
And apocalyptic storms
From birth to death, we march between cruelty and madness
Only the dead saw the end of war and felt the pride of victory



Credits
Writer(s): Rodrigo Brandão
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