Текст песни A Life About My Sabbath

I gently whiztle the receip of blood no-one knows
I reap a fiction of memories leaving cold brainmass
I chant a more direct transition of souls rather than one every second
I conclude my corners of eternal time now and then
I lean towards the smell of rotten testicles whilst balancing some 9 planets
I concrete a leather if I scythe any Gold here - beyondThe Furze - A Life About My Sabbath - http://ru.motolyrics.com/the-furze/a-life-about-my-sabbath-lyrics.html
I dish an ocean of blood beside the sun cooking it's god's favorite pancake
I warn you about life and come back later
I behold to open (the most perfect result of your life's ritual)

I / AM / THE / ONLY / ONE / WHO / KNOWS / THE / TRUTH