Your native language

عربي

Arabic

عربي

简体中文

Chinese

简体中文

Nederlands

Dutch

Nederlands

Français

French

Français

Deutsch

German

Deutsch

Italiano

Italian

Italiano

日本語

Japanese

日本語

한국인

Korean

한국인

Polski

Polish

Polski

Português

Portuguese

Português

Română

Romanian

Română

Español

Spanish

Español

Türk

Turkish

Türk

Українська

Ukrainian

Українська
User Avatar

Звук


Інтерфейс


Рівень складності


Акцент



мова інтерфейсу

uk

Lyrkit YouTube Lyrkit Instagram Lyrkit Facebook
1
зареєструватись / увійти
Lyrkit

донат

5$

Lyrkit

донат

10$

Lyrkit

донат

20$

Lyrkit

Та/Або підтримай мене в соц. мережах:


Lyrkit YouTube Lyrkit Instagram Lyrkit Facebook
Decapitated

Moth Defect (Bonus Track)

 

Moth Defect (Bonus Track)

(альбом: Blood Mantra - 2014)


I'm writhing among my brothers.
Vigilant and distrustful.
Enemy among predators.
Always traced by the others.
Hatching the lifeshell,
That I used to wear,
Absorbing paramorphosed reality.

No one will lead the blind!
No one will call the numb!
Follow superior's principles.
No prayers, our silence is out speech.
No bread, our fear is our feed.
No light, our blindness is our hope.
No warmth, our coldness is our force.

God left! There is no Eden.
The sky struggled with ash. Disappeared.
Lungs taste the venomous air.
The curse of cannibalistic breath.
We are existing in phantasmagoric hell.
Limits of human creation,
Crossed at every point.

Moral schism, images of decay.
The coma is wrapping me up
Cocooning senses in a catatonic shell.
The pallid chamber-extinction stench.

The pallid chamber-extinction stench.
Awakening in Fire-Imago in Death.
We are the burning nation,
The torches of absent light.

In forge of this flame
I hammered out my wings,
Spread wide towards the freedom.
Grey wings covered with dust.

God left. There is no Eden.
The sky struggled with ash. Disappeared.
Lungs taste the venomous air.
The coma is wrapping me up
Cocooning senses in a catatonic death!

готово

Ти додав собі всі незнайомі слова із цієї пісні?