The Blade Of My Brain کے بول

Old world, so shining Your scent is like a rusty dream in my mind All your sweet abundance Is now a repulsive lie to my life I want to rest, to feel the taste of peace I want to see beyond appearances The blade of my brain is ready to believe There's the need of something else I'll try to break the silly things Morbid brain of a saint wihout a soul to know I'll try to taste earthly goods And the pain of a friend, with my animal sense It's my new religion Or if you want our new world, new time Revolution can start Simply in the respect of human things I want to rest, to feel the taste of peace I want to see beyond appearances The blade of my brain is ready to believe There's the need of something else I'll try to break the silly things Morbid brain of a saint wihout a soul to know I'll try to taste earthly goods And the pain of a friend, with my animal sense