Wide Opening Terror Songtext
von Ritual

In several astral trips I could see
where I′ll go when my suicide happens
A rot beach full of excrements over the putrid sand I walk
Rot water from the drain of the cities

Is passing through my feet
Disgusting maggots with human faces
are sunk down the infected wet sand

Part of my visions


I descend toward the deep
Full of dead animals
Thorns cut cans and human rests

An enormous wide opening at the seashore is
discharging the putrefaction of the cities and residues never seen
Mutant fishes are eating the rubbish

Prehistoric pelicans fly over my head carrying me coward

The wide opening of terror

I become part of the mutant creation, trapped eternally