Meressin Howl Of The Profound Past
Affected by magic theatre, drawn into profound, immemorial past Awaked senses are easily mastered by force, it is radiating My kind without obstruction, I'm proud I've escaped Once my bloody legends were silently washed out Now are ripped again like a healed wounds Be born for mutilation Tragic legend pierced my heart Dreams are tied together with subconsciousness In painful visions I see death, thirsty for sacrifice I've moved three ages back Like a zombie I'm searching for stream of light, that could enliven I'll try hunger in the night 'This serried, true legend testifies cannibalism' Be born for mutilation Tragic legend pierced my heart Dreams are tied together with subconsciousness In painful visions I found an answer My eyes directed at sunset are waiting for curse Fire running out in the sky, I see sacrifices are crawling in the lane Full uncontrolling of myself Seizure of strangers from within Violence of the mind in the ways of sufferings Surrender to a call of the labyrinths, incarnation of fear feeling Affected by magic theatre Drawn into profound, immemorial past Like a zombie I'm searching for stream of light That could enliven poisoned roots of soul
