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Severed ties

Like severed veins

All blood flows right down to one place

A severed bond

Like severed hand

The phantom pain that cannot land

There are moving shadows

Beneath the sea

Washing up, consuming me

The crows and phantoms

Fix their gaze upon the clock

Bo wszystko co jest pewne

Pod powierzchnią topi mrok

Our mutual assured destruction

The burning black horizon

Is bleeding seduction

Its hymn is the lament

The infertility

Like the currents guiding planets

Through impossibility

I’m a father to my demons

I sired them all

I bow down to my fathers

I reap what they sow

The debt from dead kings passed

Raped soil and dry rock

Bo wszystko to co bylo pewne

W swoje piersi ujął mrok

For all the darkness

And all the horrors of the dark

Are as nothing to me

For all the blackness

A sky without the stars

Is as nothing to me

For all the blindness

And all the secrets of the blind

Are as nothing to me

There is nothing above me

I spit on all my fathers

I spit on what they made

Their broken machines

Dictating my fate

I spit on all my fathers

Spit on their cursed seed

I weep for all my fathers

And kill their legacy