Ephel Duath Pleonasm

Tekst piosenki

I’ve been swallowed by the plaything
Born through my brainful ashtray
It stinks, pure on this laughable side

The will to skin
This gaping flourish encumbers
Last, poor unforeseeable shape

Now it’s hard to end this incoherent, twisted dialogue
A conspirator

I can’t image another mask to surround this pigsty
Listen
Are there ways to limit my disappearing?

Tomorrow’s decline will necessary fit together
Completeness through isolation
My plans were different
This is the answer to implore a patient essence