Paroles de Calm, Precious, Mad

Still proceeding cycle we dwell:- At the stage of decline Grim, erotic, thespian, faint Somnifacient reflections of life Nocturnal paths of flesh and blood... Asleep, drifting through depths Of derangement restrained Vital catharsis, writhing collapse Deliquesced human sense... A days as calm as dream are mad... [Solo: Herman] [Solo: Sergey]