Calibrated Face Songtext
von In Mute

Where our bodies erupt
In the aqueducts
Pompous divine
The pavement in the moonlight

A central, profanity
We are, we are immortal here
A central, profanity
We are, we are immortal here

The glory of the deadland
We repeat the death of time
The void of misery
No doubt the past is dead
For all here
The glory of the deadland
The void of misery
For all here


Our mortal guardians
Dwell in the fire
Of the immortal eternity
The gods of god
Vile and rancid
Rise
Earth to be
Bled, bathed
And bloodstained

A central, profanity
We are, we are immortal here
A central, profanity
We are, we are immortal here

In the presence of the queen of queen
But it made us blind, as blind

In one′s blood, the sins hide
The hell, the dignity
Of all here

The glory of the deadland
We repeat the death of time
The void of misery
No doubt the past is dead
For all here
The glory of the deadland
The void of misery
For all here


Our mortal guardians
Dwell in the fire
Of the immortal eternity
The gods of god
Vile and rancid
Rise
Earth to be
Bled, bathed
And bloodstained

A central, profanity
We are, we are immortal here
A central, profanity
We are, we are immortal here

In one's blood, the sins hide
The hell, the dignity
Of all here