seus temores, Vida que vai nas celas dessas dores Nao sabe voltar. Me da teu calor, Vem me fazer feliz por que eu te amo, Voce desagua em mim e eu oceano
Piove sull'oceano Piove sull'oceano Piove sulla mia identita Lampi sull'oceano Lampi sull'oceano Squarci di luminosita Forse la in America I venti del
preziosa come una finestra... quando ti vuoi buttare giu gentile come un orologio e svelta a dire oggi non ci sono piu io mi perdo in un oceano di parole
Quando ti ho sognato eri una goccia in un oceano di gomma credo in te come tu credevi in me? un fiore d'oppio in porcellana e roccia beh almeno tu sei
[Feat. Alexandre Erian And Steve Marois Of "Despised Icon"] The streets are overflown with the presence of stagnant corpses. The first victims of infection
You awake to the putrid stench of decomposing flesh. Welcome to oblivion. Do not pray, for salvation wont come. Your savior does not dwell in this place
Replacing god human hands conceive and contorta vile creation. A fatal form is about to be born. A Curse that's birthed with a purpose. Fear is an infalliable
As migraines become overwhelming, perception is rendered controlled. Mentally you've grown unstable. Devoid of human emotion. Something has burrowed into
[Feat. Nick Arthur Of "Molotov Solution"] Infiltrating defences, evolving with every strand, the contagion continues to spread. Stranded in a devastated
Every contagiousstrand must be wiped away. Located and declared completely absent. A national vaccaination is underway, to eliminate the presence of infestation
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Government has influenced and orchestrated abduction of civilians. For use as subject in secretive experiments forcibly exposing them to deadly pathogens
A new plan has been devised. As a society conducts in shadows within confines reeking of rotting flesh, overflowing with human filth and defecation.
Were your plans to over through? I'll let you experience struggle. Ignoring suggestive influence, your intellect has merely lead you to martyrdom. Which
As the atmos- atmosphere gradually continues to dissipate an invisible pressure increases in irregular strength. Soon this worl shall crumble beneath
I want to listen as you suffer, witness your lips beg for death. My desire is to revel in this torment, let your misfortune quench my thrist. Restrained
Your kind has been aborted. This world abandoned left desolate, depleted of all its resources. There's no recovery from this. Yet there are survivors
Centuries wasted wallowing in our own defecation, as entity over-watches silent yet in disgust, evoking thirst for destruction. A divine intervention