Thirdmoon Strangled
I prefer to die for my eternal peace
I would wonder, if I fell
Take me to a better place
I want to suffer for more
Power - suffocate me!
Strangled - here I will die
I show you the way of melting art
Dissecting entrails only for one
Only for centuries I carve...
Silver blood I spit
I vomit my entrails - turned inside out
I feel rotten along these lines of life
And sever my hybrid dimension
For a better world
My mouth was filled with water
And I put the gun to my lips
Pulled the trigger
And waited for my revival in azure
Power - suffocate me!
Strangled - here I will die...