The damned in me is the ritual in the stonedFar from home the constructions riseCan't get out before the covenant with the snakeA kiss of death to embrace the knowledgeThat keeps us alive, that keeps us alertDo not wait for change, don't be a fool on acidFollow the urge to find the descendentFaith will be rewarded, when it endsYou can't be someone who steps in the snakе's swampCuriosity is the thing we can't controlIt's not the rotting corpsе in your company that's rightBut the imperfect angel is the devotion's diamondFight the ocean and you will drownFight the swamp and you'll get your heart infectedYou have to smell, you have to taste, you don't have to change the conceptThe homegrown fundament will not be demolishedFight the ocean and you will drownYou need the snake's venom to bite your angelSnake, snake, snake, it's not about the conquering of the oceanIt's all about the sleeping lionsI am not a god, I am not a priest, I've just got a knowledge filled clawDo not try to wake the lions, they'll biteFight the ocean and you will drownFight the swamp and you'll get your heart infectedYou have to smell, you have to taste, you don't have to change the conceptThe homegrown fundament will not be demolished
