Testo di Onirical Plague

Infected with dreams of shrouded sorrow Deciever nightmares that whisper other nights Shrewd spiders of decay are weaving solace webs To inyect their venom and spread it through perception Appreciation of the environment has been compromised Toxins have reached the consciousness of the subject Inducing him into cronic deception We no longer live among real humans Onirical plague has spread to them all The only way to avoid living death Is to know that there are no spiders after all To come seeking for your primal mind To tear up your roots Infected with dreams of fake redemption Avoiding nightmares, assuming future damage Frail spiders that consume our whole identity Leaving behind pieces for us to reform as they want We no longer live among real humans Onirical plague has spread to them all The only way to avoid living death Is to know that there are no spiders after all