Экстрим-метал

Holy Roller sits in the garden we fled
Blood into wine, take my body instead
Holy Roller sits in the garden we fled
Blood into wine, take my body instead

Woke from a vision, the plot is still fleeting
I carry you with me but I know what I saw
Hole in my head in the shape of a man
I swear it was an illusion of the retina

You crush a delicate moth wing
I see the stain on your fingertips
As if the body was absent
As if the flame was a sycophant

I was born to break
Shallow paradise
Consumed I ignore
Meteoric rise

I was looking for the wrong way out
Empty road is like an open mouth
If I stay they’re gonna cast new doubt on me now
If the sun is setting on my side

I am coasting on nice dreams
Lonely, folding on each other and
Waiting for great things
But all they do is stop

Время встать с колен
Мы слишком долго ждали
И этот мир сошёл с ума
Сошёл с ума

Banished immortal
Deformed out of recognition
Everything believed in was dead
Floundered in the void

Destined to burn
Those words carved into their heads
Fearful they won’t say his name, they gaze
Off afar, in mute dismay

Churning through the miseries
I find a tear unshed
This emptiness inside of me
It brings me out for dead

Exaltation
Golden memories, my creation
Devastation
Pain is clarity, lamentations

In the court of the dragon
Death of gods and world
In the court of the dragon
You will know your worth

Dark winter
Necrotic
Seems this will never end
Transgressions

I am the blight, I am the emptiness
I am the night that comes for you
You can’t escape ’cause I am everywhere
My immanence surrounding you

Within the thrill, amidst the kill
One against all, soon blood will spill
We cannot wait to make your pain
We are the burn inside your brain

Snow covers every path
Stumbling, no turning back
Pushing further till I fall
Looking up, I hear him call

Tell me how I’m supposed to beg when I’m
Feeling like I’m dead inside living in a microscope
Maybe I’m fine
Numb no feeling into me this time

Is this it?
Tell me, did you get the message?
When did you drop the call? (When did you drop the call?)
Never really had it at all

The restless spirit told me once
That I should die imprisoned
And my confinement began
Within the bars of reason

Black cats showing up out of nowhere
Macbeth on heavy rotation
Hope dies at last and we don’t care
A young girl screams death to the nation