Pretty luxury in the San Francisco airport. Boeing's prepared for its flight. to Warsaw. Custom clearance is almost completed. 280 passengers go to the.
[Music: Cyjan-Kelner / Lyric: Cyjan]. . An 18-years-old model with life standing. With a bunch of fame in front her,. She got run over by a 10 tons truck..
Rotting corpse lie in the ditch. Pus start to gush from every scurf. Curdled glands excrete stench. Unbearable a wild stench. Smell the corpse, stinking corpse.
The dry heads of the young ones. Staring at me await the hour,. Mouths halted mid-scream. Eyes black with death. . A golden lament 'neath each tongue.
Wrecks of vanishing faith. Long lost herd of self-deceitful. Entrapped in pseudo morality. Sanctimonious disciples of blatant hypocrisy. . Sin after sin, you commit.
Teeth in flesh, red deep. Dead on the floor. Your lord consumed by rats. Twenty hundred years now. Why the fuck can't you forget him?. . Eating His flesh.
Soul and flesh segregated in a quest. Baptized in raven's blood. Prolific entities vegetating -- longing for. The revival of our father Satan. . We are subdued.
Glane of desire. Towards what was once needed. Now that all got obtained, used and consumed. Lack of hope force-fed. Energy tuned into fire.. . Starving, craving, feeding.
Morbid paroxysm leads to despair. Insanity springs eternal. Lucidity fades to its demise.... . Disintegration of the soul. To the existential void. . Sanity ordains me not.
Goat burned god of plagues. In thy name I carve my flesh. I wish to be reborn!. . Cast your darkness so I can see the light. Let it perforate my soul.
Rotted bones turn in earth. while eye almighty gazes. Sealed behind its lid. bound by triangular coffin.. . Rotted bones turn in the earth. beetles crawl undivine tissue.
Do you ever look back, and feel an ounce of regret,. do you ever remember, oh how could you ever forget. . You will be in my deleted scenes,. right now you're nothing me,.
My fingers carved a path as they ran through her hair,. a stolen moment always golden in my memory. All I have to do is shut my eyes and it feels like she is there,.
Fuck your excuses,. you can't understand what I've been through. If I can't believe in him how can I believe in you?. . Half fractured images,. of a life where I'd do anything to believe.
I remember the time, we first viewed the skies. With warmth in our hearts, and diamonds in our eyes. I remember the day, those diamonds greyed. And what seemed eternal, began to fade.
Take this meager offering. Accomplice to your conspiracy. Break down my configuration. Hoping to find a better day. . It's never what they say. It's never what they say.
I needed a song for you. It's not too easy being so fucking positive. When your life is filled with pain. I nkow it's been hard for you. But now you're old enough.
Call this restitute. Call this open truth. Call this my salute. Call this severance.. . Call this retribute. Call this misspent youth. Call this my abise.
He never talked about it yet it remained. and the emotion of it, again betrayed. How could he hold his head high?. He never talked about it again. . He said, let yourself be born again.
Well it's safe to say your credibility. Went without your sensibility. All that's left are memories of. What you were supposed to be. I never, I never, I never wanna be.