Aesthesis کے بول

From the south, from the north Oh snake come forth! From the west, from the east Uprising the beast! The suns collapse in the heavens below! You deride of my words of aberrant kind I despise the squareness of your simple minds! The suns collapse in the heavens below! Batter my heart, oh three-personed god This is your time, other is no more So be careful what you do This is the last day of the joyless smiles The swinging pendulum shall knock your heads off! Rabid looks of your ordained priests Your tentacles obstinate Your angels fiery swords Shall touch me now! Your obtuse disunity embitters me Deep abomination to your phantasms Those children distressed They don't deserve what they will soon get All that you will teach them is how to loose the life As long as you perceive the stars as if they were above you You're still just a blind and deaf fool Batter my heart, oh three-personed god This is your time, other is no more So be careful what you do This is the last day of the joyless smiles The swinging pendulum shall knock your heads off!