Testo di Inverted Icons

Unconscious that slept deeply inside Already forsaked forgiveness away. Each fragments of hate i varied Force the dark of mind to evisceration. Icons of dream that ever emerge Reveal ecstasy to every souls Reversing of their function Will replace all pleasures. Icons of ruin will appear. When perfection become to blemishing. A day when real origin be known That you are not the one as you are. Then everything will collapse before your eyes. That your dream not ecstasy as it be. Then the end concentrate by torment It beyond nightmare. agony they transmit. Unconscious erupt to reality. Turbulency prey all goodness. The death overcome around . When your dream become to nightmare. When your dream become to nightmare. Nightmare