She Ain't Got No Legs

de Cadaveria

Words confuse and create equivocal thoughts
Thoughts silently transmit our inner essence
The eternal silence leads to oblivion
The eternal silence leads to oblivion

I am contradiction, the boundary, inside and outside
I am difficulty, immoderation, mannerism, simplicity

Words confuse and create equivocal thoughts
Thoughts silently transmit our inner essence
The eternal silence leads to oblivion
The eternal silence leads to oblivion

I am contradiction, the boundary, inside and outside
I am difficulty, immoderation, rigor, baroque, minimalism

I'm like this music that twists around itself
That gets torn and recomposes
That gets torn and recomposes

I'm the result of a test, the survivor of a living

Rottenly imbued of my life, counterpoint to the petrification of pain

Heap of rocks, skeleton of soul, voice suspended in a dream
Longing for entering the mystery of visible
For tasting the sweet horror vacui

I listen to the silence
I listen to the silence
Blood, blood, blood
Blood and confusion
Blood, blood, blood
Blood and confusion

I feed myself
Myself with fear, rage, anguish and unspoken sensations
Surprised and spellbound by the grotesque and eclectic revelation of things

I listen to the silence
I listen to the silence
Blood, blood, blood
Blood and confusion
Blood, blood, blood
Blood and confusion

I perceive something tragic here
And my mind is blood and confusion
I perceive something tragic here
And my mind is blood and confusion
Blood and confusion

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