Potion
the enemy of the world
our greatest defeat
slave warfare
our wings are almost dry and free
absorbing violence [pain]
punishing pain
poetry is the perfume of the soul [no fear, no god, alternate staces take me
places, the world, enemy]
nightmare babies, fire gods
speaking of dream time serpants
and walking with the elder dead
fear me mortal [fear me]
fear me
feed my disease
feed my disease [the taste of fear in the seventh phase of the disease]
and in tiny little houses
on tiny little streets [everythings normal, everythings not ok, it's normal]
our greatest defeat
slave warfare
our wings are almost dry and free
absorbing violence [pain]
punishing pain
poetry is the perfume of the soul [no fear, no god, alternate staces take me
places, the world, enemy]
nightmare babies, fire gods
speaking of dream time serpants
and walking with the elder dead
fear me mortal [fear me]
fear me
feed my disease
feed my disease [the taste of fear in the seventh phase of the disease]
and in tiny little houses
on tiny little streets [everythings normal, everythings not ok, it's normal]
7 Dana,Ekv
Sedam dana sam i gore i dole-
potraži me.
Sedam dana sam-
Naði i stavi-
Pokaži me.
Nek boli dok boli-
Rukama stegni kožu svoju.
Podamnom zategni strah
i noktima pucaj u znoju.
Još ovaj out dok traži i zove-
pokloniæu.
Još neki put dok zraèi i moli-
pokloniæu.
Drži mene
Voli mene.
Uzmi moj Å¡akom
grli vlažni vrat.
I saèuvaj vreme
I seme za mene
Bio bih tvoj brat
Ti si moj brat.
Slomi se
O skloni se.
slomi se
O skloni se.
Slomi se
O skloni se
Od sebe...od sebe...
Sedam dana sam...
Potraži me...
Potraži me...