Tekst:
Naricaljka As The Heavens Fall

Civilisation, a word used in vain A dark show in which we all play Sinister actors Caught in their own faul say Genocide, horror of the past Sign of

Extrasensory signs Not much time left Deilitation of mentation Life expropriation At death grips, daunted by the unknown Latching on to life, final

The grave, Place of rest for the beloved one hear the sound of threnodies, For the one forever gone Rectangular black hole, Like jaws of death themselves

See life pass you by Your last hour growing nearer Enjoyed all pleasures of life trying to latch on Desperately trying trying to latch on The elder

I keep on looking Am I the only One asking these questions? Cries of fear, morbid reality Cries of anger Death, grasping its freedom If not disappointment as