Laceration 가사

Hollowed by the pain, I feel the rage coming in Suffocating waves. As a wreck in the streams of my bloodied kin's blood, I dreamt of times saturnine when the festering might Enflamed our hearts to the point where the lacerating Was a joy... It was a joy! And then, when the vision's gone And death's unformed, I am torn. Our eyes are enslaved by the sight of the pyres, Cast under the yoke of our own death. Uttermost the drugs that have led us this far: The eyes, the poison, the vision, the might, But still we don't probe the silence. Here I am rolled and rolled by the stream. The taste of foam, The moaning of the winds. Over the cracked roads, Through the reeds of the marshes, Hollow voices blow And the leaves bow down to other masters.