Текст песни Across The Swarm - Projections

Оригинальный текст песни Projections

The fate dominates
As an intense surrender.
As a child sleeping
On the bed of a river in flood,
I am about to accept the cold wind,
The only thing that greets me
When, at the crossroads
Between the truth and the unknown,
I can see my future.
Soft light creates shadows
On the marble cheekbones of reality
Free thoughts flutter
Among the compromises of being
And untie knots.
Thick mud, rotten sludge,
Where macabre and groundless,
Wallow and became stronger.
Shapeless worms slighter
Leaving behind them magmas
Of dung and semen;
Carring fetuses in their womb,
Which now are deprived of wisdom.

Альбом Projections

Across The Swarm - Projections

Дата релиза: 10.04.2020

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