Everything Songtext
von Soulsteal

In this gloomy-oriented protrusion
their auras are so weak:

we draw painful colours
to scratch them so deep

we prepare dreary waters
for their empty twilight sleep


Everything you waited for is (all) lost
All the things you gave, they keep coming along

we devise starved forests
for their ravening sympathy

we script their pathetic lives;
a film in a railway of disease

Dejecting and demoralising
every psychic contributions;
as parts of majestic gloom
we create protrusions.