Testo di Battles Of Modern Art

Possessed by the ecstasy of the extreme Destroying chapels of devotion Overwhelming addiction to dormancy The essential confusion of senses The endless hope of breakthrough Only hate and grim, for sober reality Impalpable in the glare of lunar Behind the times Mesmerized of ambient aeons Clandestine cognition Inspected through these empty eyes… …the inside of longing death. Limbonic lifetime Gathering aimless souls Raping their etherial illusions And releasing their imprisoned minds An apocalyptic moment wafts with a wet fear … through our rotten hands. A new aeon, a new blaze… We climb with an erection, to usurp your place ...on the throne by the hills…