Sunday, December 11
Antimatter - Planetary Confinement - Epitah
Paint me a room
Where I can dream
Dream of a world
That I used to see
Paint me a window
Soft and defined
And Flood yellow light
Through the open blinds
It's somewhere, hidden from view
A portrait, an epitaph ....
Antimatter - Planetary Confinement - Legions
Stony and grey is the whore
And long are the days in the morgue
Where God is a wall
Where God is a wall to look upon
Legions and hordes
The seas have been torn
And buildings remain where they fall
And I solemnly walk
Through legions and hordes
A dark mass of infidel
Long is the howl at the end
A cry from the tail echoing
And fools reverberate
And fools reverberate and carry on ....
What have they done to themselves?
Look what they've done to themselves.
If you don't learn to leave this thing alone
You'll never get to see the sun again
You won't come out on top
The seed is sown
| Sepehr, 1:09 AM
