My pagan roots usurp my history A culture six feet under these city walls I've not recovered from the troubling of the water I wonder which angel will save me now Scraping, off this horrible dirt Historephorical Buildings, my morals all distort An endless reservoir Place of the skull I remain aghast at the darkness from an eclipse Place of the skull Wood is torn apart by time, and I know that I'm gonna slip Basilica Curious infatuation with the end times Basilica Painting every organ with a deadline Scraping, off this horrible dirt (Historephorical) Buildings, my morals all distort (An endless reservoir) Place of the skull Stainless steel replaces cartilage Place of the skull I can't let my sadness force me into sacrilege Basilica There's an orange blood clot in my heart Basilica We understand as much as we choose our part
Written by: Erik Fredriksen
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