Ouroboros Lyrics
Band | |
---|---|
Album | The Zealot(2016) |
Type | EP |
Genres | Death Metal |
Labels | Independent |
Album rating : –
Votes : 0
Votes : 0
2. Ouroboros (4:43)
One day the sun was bleeding,
i saw convulving limbs
surrounding malformed entrails,
the sound of delirious screams.
A cut through enlightened spaces,
knowledge, peace and esteem.
Existence in defiance
of all our devine rules.
All temples soaked by atter,
the ground covered by guts,
spastic dark divinations:
Doctrines - vomiting blood.
Tidings spread by ignoramus,
sung so hoarse in childish voice.
My hands are lamed and swollen,
from covering deafened ears.
I saw the circles spinning,
an Ouroboros of malady.
Kings are gulping their own children
and beheading enemies.
A cut through enlightened spaces,
knowledge, peace and esteem.
Existence in defiance
of all our devine rules.
All temples soaked by atter,
the ground covered by guts,
spastic dark divinations:
Doctrines - vomiting blood.
You'll see yourself choking
on bones you've revealed,
in acts of selfdestruction
led by your endless greed.
Hands chopped off in the name of hallows, prophets and belief.
Whipped, strangeld, raped and stoned. Religion's equal peace.
Martyrs burnt and crucified, pain as their legacy.
Fuck their altars, fuck their thrones. there's no divinity
This is the Ouroboros.
Praise the Ouroboros.
One day the sun was bleeding,
i saw convulving limbs
surrounding malformed entrails,
the sound of delirious screams.
I saw the circles spinning,
an Ouroboros of malady.
Kings are gulping their own children
and beheading enemies.
i saw convulving limbs
surrounding malformed entrails,
the sound of delirious screams.
A cut through enlightened spaces,
knowledge, peace and esteem.
Existence in defiance
of all our devine rules.
All temples soaked by atter,
the ground covered by guts,
spastic dark divinations:
Doctrines - vomiting blood.
Tidings spread by ignoramus,
sung so hoarse in childish voice.
My hands are lamed and swollen,
from covering deafened ears.
I saw the circles spinning,
an Ouroboros of malady.
Kings are gulping their own children
and beheading enemies.
A cut through enlightened spaces,
knowledge, peace and esteem.
Existence in defiance
of all our devine rules.
All temples soaked by atter,
the ground covered by guts,
spastic dark divinations:
Doctrines - vomiting blood.
You'll see yourself choking
on bones you've revealed,
in acts of selfdestruction
led by your endless greed.
Hands chopped off in the name of hallows, prophets and belief.
Whipped, strangeld, raped and stoned. Religion's equal peace.
Martyrs burnt and crucified, pain as their legacy.
Fuck their altars, fuck their thrones. there's no divinity
This is the Ouroboros.
Praise the Ouroboros.
One day the sun was bleeding,
i saw convulving limbs
surrounding malformed entrails,
the sound of delirious screams.
I saw the circles spinning,
an Ouroboros of malady.
Kings are gulping their own children
and beheading enemies.
Added by 차무결
The Zealot - Lyrics
1. Blight Lyrics | ▶ 2. Ouroboros Lyrics |
3. Cleanse the Flesh Lyrics | 4. The Zealot Lyrics |