A Death In Its Plenitude Lyrics - Higher Art Of Rebellion - Agathodaimon

Screaming day and night at the dark-forboding walls 

Lights dim before me and enthralls all 

I'll always look the same in this cold, forsaken dark 

Teach me to drip own tears 

For the pain of other's hearts 

Not the essence, but the woe of mankind 

To weep within my crying 

Root the strength of love and hatred 

Let blood flow in purest red 

Root the angels' rage into my soul 

Let it grow 

There is something infidel that's gonna happen today 

Be the witness, now and ever, abandoned angel of decay 

The obscurity's curtain I paint as the blind 

Life's tumult in the free fall 

The ghouls chasing its trace 

Oh, dreams, here ended all 

Is there something in us all 

That can last forever? 

I feel the strange penetrating my fibres 

Mocking at my vacant sferes 

Body parts cut cold evolving to a rotting culture 

A death in its plenitude!!!