Тексты песен «Need»

wings, I feel wings like the semen of god on my face here is the proof of his love in my life stuck like a whore in his brothel of light bio-constellations of chastity in white they saturate my voice to influence my...

I wonder if it's true what they say in the books of Job for the dead rotten flesh, so what's next? Elysium is it there? Or is it all just a deceit? am I damned? Will I ever be able to go back where I came from? tell me...

trampling on my dreams as they die before my eyes I ?m stumbling on myself I dreamt of choice I dreamt of your voice calling me as I fell from grace you're leaving me you're bleeding me again deceived like I'm...

hazel thorns touched my skin shots of pleasure buried deep within searching for the master of the fire-train swimming in the sea of lost faces drowning in the pool of nothing drink the purple rain come in my domain...

the open path is cold chilling my spine I reek of life if god already died, what am I to do? I understand raped my mind, still I choose blind narrow paths are merging show me how to reach the pattern's end patterns...

breathe with your heart, sink in the cyan waves now face the truth, god is an imbecile slow beating thoughts carry my eyes as they drift from today, flying to no-where's end hurry, shadows are building aloud carry my...

alone I walk through the gardens of truth a twisted path where black water rules I follow the light but still in the abyss I crawl reaching out for hands to help me with my fall soothing light suicide x2 licking...

now I see with my soul bruised I walk crippling on and on how betrayed we are from our own device hope dies last in a perfect world and I keep on dreaming of her eyes and all that is making me linger on is someday...

a fading moment of nothingness and I'm drowned in your pool of wonders deaf machines stripping me naked sucking the juice right from my soul dreaming of wine and blood spearing my soul to quench the truth now I'm torn...

two-fold puppets stand in line sentient gnomes with forfeit lives ripped away from illusions of choice pitch-forked demons with a muted voice it is the moment of truth now that my soul is divided spitting on my wounds...