Текст (слова) песни: Ephel Duath - Labyrinthine

Smell this gentle condition...
Misanthropy.

Is there something to respect?
Painting the same landscape again,
You can lose
What these fluid movements are electing.

The unconscious, undesired companion,
Wins.
Its so easy...

Now you can admire
This mental abortion,
Hes not an illegitimate child,
Hes your monster....

Why are you trying to suffocate?
Raise this figure and forget
Your unpure facade.
This is the way out,
This is the way out.

Labyrinthine!
Let the union occur.
Receive the essence with pride:
The old theatre is falling asleep.
This is the labyrinthine!

Smell this gentle condition....Misanthropy.

The unconscious, undesired companion,
Wins.
Its so easy..
Другие песни Ephel Duath:

Ironical Communion
Labyrinthine
My Glassy Shelter
Ruins
The Passage
The Picture
The Unpoetic Circle