secrets of the moon carved in stigmata wounds şarkı sözleri
These are the spiritual forms of comaWe have entered a new definition of traditionWith wounds that cannot be cutAny deeper any widerIdiosyncraticunhumaninstinctsofmanTurning strength to a wreck of weaknessWith fire and steel burned onto their foreheadsBrandings which mark a new act of behaviourAs we feed angels with pitch and tarCentres of inhumanityThe foundationwalls of UtopiaA kingdom of splendid mightA stronghold of inviolables
