That's right It's voyage in mind Passage through crime An egg in nest of crow Giggle flowing on the tongue of deaf mute hearts A mad rebel a shy invasion for mirror thrown That's a gate Invisible blame Virus in the sky Raining on our desire A simple code repeating in the cells of time A whisper taking us to land of lies of lies Lie is told once for all dig your soul find a hole Descend to your cold in this boiling blood flopping fish called childhood Harvest of dreams dreams of sins exploiting pills swallow your faults Descend to your cold in this boiling blood flopping fish called madness. Once you step the threshold of lunatic mind From now on you'll observe these servants, serves your pieces born of innocence Fate's shattered your laugh to millions of shock Falling down onto stall of butcher's god will scatter your borrowed hopes to the dogs Live your life, that's a feeling of rape Hanging cage of your shame Heart breaking pendulum Barbed collar for your rights Holy inquisition of our time Barrel filled with shit and vain promises The pincer that ground up the tits of life Cut to pieces lonely wise Time goes punctual on and on, sorrows rewind, Tons of occupation on your shovel, can't fill your melancholic well of the pass Lies, that's right, all begun with the first word in time, You can't jail them in your arms, they are shadow on your warmth madness to forget lies.
Lunatic's Lament
Cover Illustrations:
Nicholas Delort: http://blog.nicolasdelort.com/
Zdzislaw Beksinski: http://www.beksinski.pl/
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