Moth Defect - Bonus Track
I'm writhing among my brothers
Vigilant and distrustful
Enemy among predators
Always traced by the others
Hatching the lifeshell
that I used to wear
absorbing paramorphosed reality
No one will lead the blind
No one will call the numb
Follow superior's principles
No prayers, our silence is out speech
No bread, our fear is our feed
No light, our blindness is our hope
No warmth, our coldness is our force
God left, there is no Eden
The sky struggled with ash, disappeared
Lungs taste the venomous air
the curse of cannibalistic breath
We are existing in phantasmagoric hell
Limits of human creation
crossed at every point
Moral schism, images of decay
The coma is wrapping me up
cocooning senses in a catatonic shell
The pallid chamber-extinction stench
The pallid chamber-extinction stench
Awakening in Fire-Imago in Death
We are the burning nation
the torches of absent light
In forge of this flame
I hammered out my wings
spread wide towards the freedom
Grey wings covered with dust
God left, there is no Eden
The sky struggled with ash, disappeared
Lungs taste the venomous air
The coma is wrapping me up
cocooning senses in a catatonic death
Vigilant and distrustful
Enemy among predators
Always traced by the others
Hatching the lifeshell
that I used to wear
absorbing paramorphosed reality
No one will lead the blind
No one will call the numb
Follow superior's principles
No prayers, our silence is out speech
No bread, our fear is our feed
No light, our blindness is our hope
No warmth, our coldness is our force
God left, there is no Eden
The sky struggled with ash, disappeared
Lungs taste the venomous air
the curse of cannibalistic breath
We are existing in phantasmagoric hell
Limits of human creation
crossed at every point
Moral schism, images of decay
The coma is wrapping me up
cocooning senses in a catatonic shell
The pallid chamber-extinction stench
The pallid chamber-extinction stench
Awakening in Fire-Imago in Death
We are the burning nation
the torches of absent light
In forge of this flame
I hammered out my wings
spread wide towards the freedom
Grey wings covered with dust
God left, there is no Eden
The sky struggled with ash, disappeared
Lungs taste the venomous air
The coma is wrapping me up
cocooning senses in a catatonic death
Credits
Writer(s): Waclaw Kieltyka, Rafal Piotrowski
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