Secrets Of The Moon - Epoch lyrics

rate me

Outrageous outputs of enslavement

Nimbuses of nihilism

Like larvaes in the Uruku web

Entering the seven spheres of nonpareils

Who could ever fill this hole?

The first and the last breath lost to this world

Smiling for the drawings of tomorrow

For the air that fills the sky with stench

We face an unknown future

With the permission to leave life deserved