Cicatrice - Respire

Abscession, this flesh rots hollow

The earth spoils it sickly black

Transference and waiting rooms

And all that still grows, a wallow

The branch yearns for something else

Transcendence and exit wounds

Fed to the fates, the collow

We live on (to suicide)

Just to bleed (the earth’s disease)

We fight on (millions perish)

We die

This life drains fast like sandfall between our hands

We touch in vain, our hearts won’t beat in time

This dream dies fast like cancer btween our bones

We try in vain, our hearts won’t bat in time

This life drains fast like sandfall between our hands

We touch in vain, our hearts won’t beat in time

This dream dies fast like cancer between our bones

We try in vain, our hearts won’t beat in time

This will rots last the old roots which gave first life

We kiss in vain, our hearts won’t beat this time

This life drains fast like sandfall between our hands

We touch in vain, our hearts won’t beat in time

Torrid throttle, cast thy breath

On plumes of ash borne of our indolence

Heedless cretin, sweat thy death

In the ruins of our ancestral insolence

We’re all disease (Inhume the final act)

Destroy, destroyer (Bring down the guillotines)

Curse against the tides (Let it turn to dust)

Writhe against the call

We’re all disease (I turn over to rapture)

Destroy, destroyer (I leave myself to rust)

Curse against the tides (Dissolve, abandon)

Writhe against the call

Cicatrice by cicatrix

It goes on

(Blight, a light)

(The earth in life through death)

(Reborn! rejoice!)