Текст песни Deathomorphine - Ancient

I feel how my madness
Takes root into my brain
I hear call of the ancient
This call dements...dements!

See...
I see this world
Your infected gold
Your nihilism dements...dements!
I'm...
I am amazed
You killed my world
Your nihilism dements...dements..dements!

And ancient call will open fears
All our fears
And day will come! Day of your tears
All our tears
The sky will fall to sinful soul
For our sins

Your sun exploded on a dark location
Your blood absorbs new information
Your mind is prone to intoxication
And you believe in pacification

My world died in your arms... murderer!
My truth died on your lips... betrayer!
My faith died under spit ... your spit!
You want to kill my hope... in greed!