Testo di The Time Spool

Down and round and down and round Fervor blends with minds Keen-set mood, resurgent hopes Spirit's striving higher Shut up in the grave Malice, gall, dismay Store equilibrium in sinister confidence Trial Look about, portal under lock Shades flitting by lotus-eater Signs on the wall, dim candlelights Cloaks, hardly seen meager faces Time lingers long Dust, pallid must A will to receive comprehension Mist, heart of stone, dark, I'm alone Task, gird yourself - croaking whisper The Sun is chasing folks on Earth Subterranean shelter Hermits learn to apprehend reconnaissance stupor Tribulation Hands feeding them Thoughts stuffing them Guards are watching over humble valets Knell is revealed, sooth is concealed Deft and adroit or deception Haul flashing me, soul pleading me Blood is waking me - pulsive instincts I'd go away road and depraved Niche of some hope, consolation Posthumous reflections of life Resistance of nothing to die Tempter fate reverted disasters Ventured passions of tremulous prologue Utmost veto, waiting scaffold The twinge of coma, vanishing moan Spinning rolling bloody spool Time is fraudulent We are carried to the point running through the debts of bliss Leave the payment - your body and soul