Die geheimen Tageb├╝cher von einer verderbten Existenz

Behind these gates you will hear my thoughts screaming like nerves under the sun and feel my emotion laughing to the empty ether.
Welcome Dear Wanderer, make yourself at home.
The road is long and tortuous and I hope you enjoy yourself.

Fraternally Yours,
Poison Creeper

Thursday, 26 November 2009

A Legacy of Unrest

master, i praise you

i've come here to tame

the demands of the flesh

i've come to forget my name

we all thought that the moon

should be turned to blood

and that it's the worst thing

to want for one who comes not

but there's nothing left than to obey

all of their laws of wealth

always fighting on both sides

no denial, no denial

master, i serve you

and i serve the language

of failure and doubt

i've come to sell you my anguish

we all thought that the moon

should be turned to blood

and that it's the worst thing

to try to please and please not

but there's nothing left than to obey

all of their laws of wealth

always fighting on both sides

no denial, no denial

yes, there's nothing left than to obey

all of their laws of wealth

master, are you taking sides?

no denial, no denial

and it feels like spring again

we've sealed this feel again

though you tried to blind me

i still saw you blush

it feels like spring again

we've sealed this feel again

though you tried to blind me

though you tried to blind me

we do not pause, we do not rest

so do not speak, please do not test

my nerve like this, in a season like this

we do not pause, we do not rest

so do not speak, please do not test

my nerve like this, in a season like this

you tried to blind me

you tried to blind me...

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