Ill-omened Letra

Sheer wreck of history of nations Like dislocation of the feelings of time In wrath playing a trump by leprocy It seems the swamp is the same Immense decay No fear and refuge of past As pain means nothing more ...Swampy gloom!.. Sigh of unconsciousness resound In hollow silence Nothing will change evermore Nothing will bear withing the peach sombreness!.. In the absence of life I'm being buried now To the utmost extent I'm being led into finite eternity Persistant call of incorporeal world Pours in our lethargy Vagrant singing of moumful psalm I'm a human I'm an incarnation of all human race Chaos cash Since earliest times Enemy of all what is existing now