Deinonychus - The Obscure Process Of Metamorphous Lyrics
Everyday... everywhere, I see lifeless,soulless corpses walking down cold lonely streets,the methamphetamine dreams distort focus, their tongues;the serpent speaks, obsidian.A grey funeral hearse passes by, with the scent of lotus flowers burning,a still mourners winters sky.Dark nebula creeping up upon my spine,it is like breathing liquid... with deaths passion, tasting like crimson wine.Bruised lips. A heartless kiss. And a wave goodbye.