Текст (слова) песни: Neglected Fields - Ephemerae

Earth... Another perfect form
The spiral satellite of the sun
Consciousness forlorn
Upon its face-
Race, divinities perverse
With lancet whichs my eyes to incise
In dance post-mortem rise!
Chanted once affairs of my kind
Pouring torrent
Filtering though the rpizm-perception of
Planet torment
Knowledge, experience redeemed...
… Dream …
Deep in its dreams embers we are
Sparks, extinguished on blowing ear
Food for the lowest sinister art
Mere mortal and ephemeral
Beasts... Thus primal passions guide
Downfall to ferity; never more
Innocent my pride
[Solo: Herman]
[Solo: Sergey]
[Solo: Herman]
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