In my parent's eyes, I'm a child of sin.
Black sheep of the family, blessed be insanity.
Down with the lambs, up with the lark.
Run to bed my children now, before it gets dark.
Family life, forbidden to find.
Searching her love, within the black depths of a septic mind.
Barred from my mother's love, please let me in.
I was born unto a child of sin.
A child of sin - her love becomes my lust.
Raped my own kin - mother ashes to dust.
Bearing no marks of evil, blamed for my acts of mercy.
Come lay you down upon the bed, my imagination of your severed head.
The dead loved parents, and the deviant son.
Family life now that we are one.
Is this the confused mind of a boy?
Or does a oreature lurk within?
Am I possessed by eternal entities?
Or are my urges born of my own fears?
Mother mutilation!
Witness malign grin, born unto a vicious child of sin.
Atskirkim faktus nuo vaizduotes. Faktas#1: svetaines atmosfera itempta. Faktas#2: lankosi daugiamete neapykanta man jauciantys zmones. Vaizduote#1: vieni nariai susimoke su kitais. Vaizduote#2: esu sekamas Vaizduote#3: laukiama mano mirties. Kas tiesa
Jei netikrumas yra geriausia ne kaltinti liga, valdzia ar ateivius visokius. Tad Einarai: ar esi pries mane susimokes; ar mane seki; ar pabrezdamas lauki mano mirties. Trys klausimai estafete. Jei bus lengviau bendraut man po to su musico nariais.
Einarai+4Blackberry, esme ne skaiciukuose, bet esme kad liga man sako jog daug gaidziu susimoke, gaidziai stebi gaidindamiesi, daug gaidziu mirties nori. Taigi toks vat nesaugumo jausmas ir itarinejimai del to. Kaip cia yra?