Sleep and then you will see
As you even can't imagine yourself
As sometimes all of the things
Overturn upside-down...
Oh, my dearest!
They seem to be real
And all of them -
I mean those people are sheep who do not differ from one an another
Sleep and then you will see...
Have a look at your dreams -
They are burning in flames
Like the rags torn asunder
And under you feet...
Can't you see dying days?
You cannot leave
Your sweet "sleepering" chamber
Nobody minds
That's only a dream
It's high time to go ahead to bed...
Nothing yet...
Almost done
Two-faced devil's child
Rise and cry;
"Nobody won
Anyone
And lost this one either...
Having arrived from the other side
Forlorn in silent pride"
Mist and disease do exist in your dreams
Strange flames are waltzing so beautiful now
Under your feet
And on your way home;
There is no need to cure:
They are your sick overture
Before you go insane at all
Autumn flames stole your dreams...
Dancing flames stole your soul...
Nobody minds if you fall asleep
Sleep if you can
Sleep if you will
Sleep if you see the bright light next to me
Sleep if you dare to watch my surprise
Sleep 'cause I don't care
Haven't you heard my nice lullabies!
Some people only need in food and want to muck
Some of them got to live in fight and have bad luck
Some of them born with a silver spoon in a mouth
And the others with a wooden ladle...
You'll have seen as...
Shall we be fighting with the sin
Has spread abyss as endless sea?
You mean us: It won't touch me
Even if I follow all these fools...
Some people have got to drown and die
In seas or in a glass of wine
And if you share their way -
You will have got the most of attributes
Dominion do we need? Not quite...
Oh, you had better listen to the rustle of the silent days
Watch as poor mankind does make a million ways -
During its countless nights and days
Caught in a trap full of deadly haze. -
It always does search for itself
Betray!
Don't give them another chance anymore
Let them disappoint themselves more and more
Let them drown in bloody sea and stay on the shore. -
They yet wanted all the cares and got them all!
What have you got in a mouth - in a mouth of yours
Who knows of this delicious one tell me - I can't suppose
Let me look at this one in a mouth of yours
Perhaps it sounds great and looks so fun... I suppose
You cannot stay outside the death
First one that's looking very sad
Don't try to be a GOD
Therefore you cannot be a GOD
Poor mortal whore
You will have known it very soon
Who gets a ladle or a spoon
Why did you get your wooden one
And who had thrown it into your mouth
Nobody did believe this:
Thou art not a GOD
The thoughts of thine with thy wrath are falling apart
Because of idiotic ae thou dost keep in thy mouth...
With ladle thou wert made...
Thou shalt not become the devilkin before it is too late
Thy wooden ae doth make thee weep
It doth not want thee to eat or sleep -
It doth make thy path pass away
Thou art getting paler day by day...
Try to appease thy angry daemon and keep him in thy mouth
Feed him by thy flesh and thy bones far more than usual
Thou art poor mortal whore...
There is wonderful place - there is beautiful place
Keep your temper - you are not to be in a maze
There is haze of oblivion - wonderful haze
There is wonderful place for your future remains
Sleep fast and do not be afraid:
When you will have awoke
You'll be rich and mighty as before
"Mad sea alike thou winna know
Of thine shore, poor mortal whore!"
Sleep and then you will see
Dark and bottomless sea
Sleep and then you will buy
Hidden essence of thine
Come along side by side
Next to your filthy pride
"Evil demons of time
Will have not passed thee by."
Wonder I if you'd mind
Dying now in a sleep?
As you even can't imagine yourself
As sometimes all of the things
Overturn upside-down...
Oh, my dearest!
They seem to be real
And all of them -
I mean those people are sheep who do not differ from one an another
Sleep and then you will see...
Have a look at your dreams -
They are burning in flames
Like the rags torn asunder
And under you feet...
Can't you see dying days?
You cannot leave
Your sweet "sleepering" chamber
Nobody minds
That's only a dream
It's high time to go ahead to bed...
Nothing yet...
Almost done
Two-faced devil's child
Rise and cry;
"Nobody won
Anyone
And lost this one either...
Having arrived from the other side
Forlorn in silent pride"
Mist and disease do exist in your dreams
Strange flames are waltzing so beautiful now
Under your feet
And on your way home;
There is no need to cure:
They are your sick overture
Before you go insane at all
Autumn flames stole your dreams...
Dancing flames stole your soul...
Nobody minds if you fall asleep
Sleep if you can
Sleep if you will
Sleep if you see the bright light next to me
Sleep if you dare to watch my surprise
Sleep 'cause I don't care
Haven't you heard my nice lullabies!
Some people only need in food and want to muck
Some of them got to live in fight and have bad luck
Some of them born with a silver spoon in a mouth
And the others with a wooden ladle...
You'll have seen as...
Shall we be fighting with the sin
Has spread abyss as endless sea?
You mean us: It won't touch me
Even if I follow all these fools...
Some people have got to drown and die
In seas or in a glass of wine
And if you share their way -
You will have got the most of attributes
Dominion do we need? Not quite...
Oh, you had better listen to the rustle of the silent days
Watch as poor mankind does make a million ways -
During its countless nights and days
Caught in a trap full of deadly haze. -
It always does search for itself
Betray!
Don't give them another chance anymore
Let them disappoint themselves more and more
Let them drown in bloody sea and stay on the shore. -
They yet wanted all the cares and got them all!
What have you got in a mouth - in a mouth of yours
Who knows of this delicious one tell me - I can't suppose
Let me look at this one in a mouth of yours
Perhaps it sounds great and looks so fun... I suppose
You cannot stay outside the death
First one that's looking very sad
Don't try to be a GOD
Therefore you cannot be a GOD
Poor mortal whore
You will have known it very soon
Who gets a ladle or a spoon
Why did you get your wooden one
And who had thrown it into your mouth
Nobody did believe this:
Thou art not a GOD
The thoughts of thine with thy wrath are falling apart
Because of idiotic ae thou dost keep in thy mouth...
With ladle thou wert made...
Thou shalt not become the devilkin before it is too late
Thy wooden ae doth make thee weep
It doth not want thee to eat or sleep -
It doth make thy path pass away
Thou art getting paler day by day...
Try to appease thy angry daemon and keep him in thy mouth
Feed him by thy flesh and thy bones far more than usual
Thou art poor mortal whore...
There is wonderful place - there is beautiful place
Keep your temper - you are not to be in a maze
There is haze of oblivion - wonderful haze
There is wonderful place for your future remains
Sleep fast and do not be afraid:
When you will have awoke
You'll be rich and mighty as before
"Mad sea alike thou winna know
Of thine shore, poor mortal whore!"
Sleep and then you will see
Dark and bottomless sea
Sleep and then you will buy
Hidden essence of thine
Come along side by side
Next to your filthy pride
"Evil demons of time
Will have not passed thee by."
Wonder I if you'd mind
Dying now in a sleep?
( Divina Enema )
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