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[00:20.58]Enter suicidal angels
[00:34.24]How hungry we've become
[00:41.72]Like animals naked in shame
[00:46.12]Fed with the hooves of apocalypse
[00:51.59]That galloped down, disordered worlds behind
[00:58.27]From word to a word, I was led to a word
[01:01.14]That spanned over cultures in rage
[01:04.16]Crimson masses, steeped in decadence
[01:07.06]Holding our tongues to the thirsty sun
[01:10.94]So, is the future still open?
[01:13.90]Then enter, hornet, from our hive-dark hearts
[01:20.26]To draw down the end from within
[02:07.01]We need not the horns
[02:10.07]That emanate from our dying, haunted bodes
[02:14.54]Seven in number they are
[02:31.69]Nihilist, Hedon
[02:35.01]The priceless art of their lives
[02:38.14]Sorrow is a wing laid atop their heads
[02:42.42]Skin deep
[02:45.41]We carve our immeasurable sorrow
[02:48.87]In the fold of your shivering arms
[02:53.97]How hungry we've become
[03:01.15]Like animals naked in shame
[03:03.31]Fed with the hooves of apocalypse
[03:08.58]That galloped down, disordered worlds behind
[03:14.33]Hedon
[03:18.30]Your chindren wild
[03:22.33]Hedon
[03:24.43]And filled with death
[04:02.58]Jupiter in our unforgiving eves
[04:03.20]A pandemonium of bodies and gold
[04:03.50]Eager, as a part of your face
[04:03.82]And the sickness attached to your skin (stone)
[04:04.22]As the wine-rush
[04:06.82]Charging from androgynous wombs
[04:09.81]To open free the lid of pain
[04:24.70]Hedon
[04:25.97]Rinsed in post-human shadows
[04:29.06]A monument scorned by the teeth of time
[04:31.44]Stale-faced keeper of secrets
[04:34.51]Loaded with implosive fire
[04:37.67]The whore that carried the apostle
[04:40.81]To the mating point on the graves of giants
[04:59.93]We look at you, afraid
[05:05.75]To see what we really are
[05:11.24]We look at you, afraid
[05:16.41]To see what we really are
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