Текст песни 136 Bastard Priests Murdered

The end...

You will go through the echo of the eternal abyss

Which separates one thought from another,

Getting further from

The brief and intuitive path.

Which unites every act to it's mental

Origins, so that you will find yourselves

In a desert of inert materials and a crowd of insensible and cold bodies.

You will be

The nucleus of a sick cell.

You will warn the heavy and wearing decadence

Which will erode any innocent.
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The murmurs of thousands of innocents,

The whisper of looks which are less attentive,

Will give life,

With every blink of the eye,

To a new crossroad

Where the same old man will bow his head with pride,

Inviting you to visit the nomadic museum

Of equilibrium

The sphere of doubt rolls along a steep slope and the sick paws of a dirty pig,

Which by now is reconciled with destiny, glide.

The youngest beings choke, so that the divine germ

Cannot devour tomorrow.