Disarmonia Mundi

Disarmonia Mundi - Morgue Of Centuries songtekst

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Descent

Towards a dead end

Primeval substance

Morphing blake angelic state



Collecting' inside

So near ravenous shine

Damn clear foul mankind's

Rushing' faster to an end



Slash pale wings the core is torn

Skin red beings the soul is gone

Bliss the seeds of confusion

While silent they observe



This life

Fallen' sins from my veins

An army stands to free

Swift mire

Swollen sick from my hands

Domain of history



Ablaze

The western sky red

Over the wasteland

Feathers falling' blake



Digging' inside

Your lunatic feeble mind

A hysterical genocide

Face the end of days



Slash pale wings the core is torn

Skin red beings the soul is gone

Smash the white of these goddamn walls

Uncontrolled



Force the end of the rivalry

Sanctified for a common fear

Bliss the seeds of confusion

While silent they observe



Release my

Wounded soul at the end

Worst of you

My desire in your eyes



Free fall

Resemble the unknown

Oh well we're all fucked

But silent still you watch



Impassable eyes

Null screams calling' for a dreaming'

Sky may cry

Bleeding' forevermore
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