A Death In Its Plenitude — текст песни (Agathodaimon)

Screaming day and night at the dark-forboding walls
Lights dim before me and enthralls all
I`ll always look the same in this cold, forsaken dark

Teach me to drip own tears
For the pain of other`s hearts
Not the essence, but the woe of mankind
To weep within my crying

Root the strength of love and hatred
Let blood flow in purest red
Root the angels` rage into my soul
Let it grow

There is something infidel that`s gonna happen today
Be the witness, now and ever, abandoned angel of decay

The obscurity`s curtain I paint as the blind
Life`s tumult in the free fall
The ghouls chasing its trace
Oh, dreams, here ended all

Is there something in us all
That can last forever?

I feel the strange penetrating my fibres
Mocking at my vacant sferes
Body parts cut cold evolving to a rotting culture
A death in its plenitude!!!