Statues Cry Bleeding - ...Of No Name And Form Тексты

an illness sewn secret blinded as one existence awakenings softer stillness calm serenity my thoughts are of no name and form passing of words and realizing that as with them i do exist here reborn only in meaningless forms of the mind norms complexities bound within thoughts and lungs neither is real substance has become this thought denying conflicting the witnesses of translucent dreams dreams findings of self occupancy a figure of of the illumined man speaks from within as we ask ourselves for allure subtly more as we ask ourselves for as we shed our skin and cry mourning the questions of divine as we ask ourselves more find yourself inside yourself