We Are Not To Be Of This World 歌词

Indivisible patterns meld Chaotic, neurotic The purity that was found Now poisoned Our legacy, once rare and prodigious Now collapsed and deteriorated We are our own demise Once more, the delight ruins us Disgust holds no limits The thoughts and ideas dwell Within us all to gather the Tenebrous words used for dismissal Feeble, and destroy Through screams of perversion The discovery of oneself My chthonic mind, everlasting In self preservation lies The soul of our thoughts Our meld, our legacy We are not of this world We are not to be of this world Through screams of perversion The discovery of oneself My chthonic mind, everlasting In self preservation lies Indivisible patterns meld Chaotic, neurotic Smoldering masses questions our ways Archaic, kinetic