Words cut like jagged shards
And your house of glass is falling apart
You preach love but don't give it
Teach hate but don't see it
If there's nothing above
Then there's nothing beneath
But a fraud has to cut their teeth
Hiding inside your own skin
And now you're so absorbed
Are you even listening?
Words fallen on deaf ears
Eye for an eye
But you're the only one who's been left blind
Worlds apart
From the lives you crush
Hypocrisy moves from bone to dust
Spiritual fraud
Cleansed in the waters
Self inflicted stigmata
You're no saint, no faith to claim
A lifetime spent in vein
Hiding inside your own skin
And now you're so absorbed
Are you even listening?
Words fallen on deaf ears
Eye for an eye
But you're the only one who's been left blind
Oh father, forsaker
We felt the wrath of thee
Oh father, have mercy
Can you not turn the other cheek?
No longer walking the line
That exists in your own mind
Was it all for nothing?
Wasn't there always just... nothing?
Hiding inside your own skin
And now you're so absorbed
Are you even listening?
Words fallen on deaf ears
Eye for an eye
But you're the only one who's been left blind
klausant Ulver. Įdomu tai, kad Death beveik išimtinai klausausi vasarą, labai retai kitu metų laiku. Bet kuo Death man tokie vasariški, aš niekaip nepaaiškinčiau
Man tai Opeth visada puikiai eina. Apskritai galvojau, kad turiu kažkokias muzikines preferencijas pagal dienos orą ar metų laikus, bet turbūt tai tik saviįtaiga. Galvodavau, kad Ulver man yra visiška žiemos muzika, bet ne vieną vasarą esu save pagavęs
Būkim biedni, bet teisingi - niekas per dainų profilius nevaikšto į dienoraščius Tai buvo tiesiog įdomi statistinė trivia, iš kurios mažai naudos ir tiek