Текст песни The Visitors

Staring from the blue cold stiffness

The visitors are here

They draw near like the flashing

Of a pallid memory

That cannot be disposed of

The blood that has painted your hands

Guilt, the Erynies

They move closer

And surround

Where are They now?

Where are the visitors now?

The blue and white of death

The blood, now black

Ever - flowing from slit throats

The never - blinking

Frozen eyes
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They appear

Circle's closing in

To remind,

Force the nature

Of the Ugly

To float again in the surface

The Essence of Guilt

Comes to life

My victims are aware

I cannot hide

Did you see Them?

What have you seen?

Please understand this,

There is no true option

As I draw the razor

The Visitors are here!