Metamorphosis Songtext
von Khlad
Metamorphosis Songtext
Wandering through the thinnest branches
From leaves drenched in sunlight
Hiding from the scorching rays that poison
With rancid sap returning to the roots
Crying out, why is nothing left untouched
Beneath the beams of the venomous sun
Inhaling the fumes of discarded principles
Descending to the source, carrying the illness
Lost in the infinite tunnels of phloem
Faces behind the veil with unwavering gazes
Following the trails of smoldering coals
Devoured by the greyness of change
There are no celestial bodies bright enough
So their light could reach those who reject it
The moral compass spinning wildly
Pointing at shards of the soul without purpose or value
The adverse wind painfully pierces
Not with cold, but with uncertainty
Uncertainty cuts deeper than any blade
Slashing open the vacuum within the chest
From the wound flow forsaken gods
Abandoned beliefs and deserted places
Arrogant laughter, infinite stubbornness
Rustling with words of hysteria
Fragments of phrases fly past at immense speed
Pieces of memories soaked in pain
From seeking meaning where it does not exist
Self-constructed insurmountable barriers
Smashed through by the fragile body
Leaving behind the intertwined roots
Finally, the cold of the merciless cosmos
It eases the pain of the wounds of battered flesh
Hanging in the void, suddenly so comprehensible
In the cold, amidst stars reflected in a clear gaze
Piercing the convolved nebula in an optic nerve
For once witnessing the distant flicker of the universe′s neurons
For the first time becoming aware of itself
From leaves drenched in sunlight
Hiding from the scorching rays that poison
With rancid sap returning to the roots
Crying out, why is nothing left untouched
Beneath the beams of the venomous sun
Inhaling the fumes of discarded principles
Descending to the source, carrying the illness
Lost in the infinite tunnels of phloem
Faces behind the veil with unwavering gazes
Following the trails of smoldering coals
Devoured by the greyness of change
There are no celestial bodies bright enough
So their light could reach those who reject it
The moral compass spinning wildly
Pointing at shards of the soul without purpose or value
The adverse wind painfully pierces
Not with cold, but with uncertainty
Uncertainty cuts deeper than any blade
Slashing open the vacuum within the chest
From the wound flow forsaken gods
Abandoned beliefs and deserted places
Arrogant laughter, infinite stubbornness
Rustling with words of hysteria
Fragments of phrases fly past at immense speed
Pieces of memories soaked in pain
From seeking meaning where it does not exist
Self-constructed insurmountable barriers
Smashed through by the fragile body
Leaving behind the intertwined roots
Finally, the cold of the merciless cosmos
It eases the pain of the wounds of battered flesh
Hanging in the void, suddenly so comprehensible
In the cold, amidst stars reflected in a clear gaze
Piercing the convolved nebula in an optic nerve
For once witnessing the distant flicker of the universe′s neurons
For the first time becoming aware of itself
Writer(s): кабанов глеб, лукашенко алексей Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

