Secrets Of The Moon - Carved In Stigmata Wounds lyrics

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These are the spiritual forms of coma

We have entered a new definition of tradition

With wounds that cannot be cut

Any deeper any wider

Idiosyncraticunhumaninstinctsofman

Turning strength to a wreck of weakness

With fire and steel burned onto their foreheads

Brandings which mark a new act of behaviour

As we feed angels with pitch and tar

Centres of inhumanity

The foundationwalls of Utopia

A kingdom of splendid might

A stronghold of inviolables