Текст песни pyrokinesis - Спиритический сеанс

withered bible pages
and the fibers of death shake the air - I would
I walk along the avenues, raising the dust of millennia,
Panikhida striving to immediately sing to them
and removing the body of a rotten dream from its loops
And you p # zdi about love and good and about the world heal
There are hundreds of reasons to #bn #t through Vienna and into the coffin
And We are commanded to become the generation bearing the crown of thorns

All roads lead to Rome
And all the roads are cocaine, where God spoke
on Ratzinger's heroin, masturbating to the cross,
Where hundreds of young girls sold virginity for weight

All your religion is linden and shame
And I end up as youngsters and be numbered
I love this little world so much with my feelings
Throw acid and rush to the angels for a moment
I so want to be sensual and kind, and
I'm so loving that Lucifer would have spiced
the coffin is not nice to me, and I am a god practically for you
and new Jesus - come to me on
spiritualistic seance.