At the Gates - The Head of the Hydra Тексты

Language - self-destruction
Against the iron air
In broken, non-verbal strains
An all-devouring sand

The phantasm
We invoke
A monument
A final stand

We disappear
The words from our bodies torn
Irresistible
In all its bewildering forms

Deceptive - the images burn
Fragments of silent lives
Hunger of the dreaming dead
Imagination, the death of man

The phantasm
We invoke
A monument
A final stand

In blasphemy
The words from our bodies torn
Temptation
Death in all its bewildering forms

The tomb is the passage
As the light flickers before me
The head of the hydra
The charlatan denounced

We disappear
The words from our bodies torn
Irresistible
In all its bewildering forms