Inside The Sunburnt Thought Of Frost Lyrics - Singles - Dark Millenium

The deed is not the sin but the thought. 

Slide in the aesthetics of the tempting white 

Trapped beneath the laughter, insanity in disguise. 

Eyes controlling hands craving life - Reality. 

Infection injects injunction in the brains orientation... 

Herdsman, hear the call of the wolves 

Desultory smile of a blood-spitting mouth 

Heterodoxy of a wizard's creation pray to the sands. 

Have we fructified the frost with the pride? 

We have failed. 

We have played with the totem of gods. 

Have we scented? 

I wonder why I 

Wonder 

Still my "guilty" 

Lets me know 

I am left. 

Left to leave. 

Give me disease; paranoia lives within my soul. 

Grotesque gentility; from the depths of isolation... 

...Comes the speech of the tunnel's exit - Devilish. 

Honesty; my only wish. 

Masses of pus overcome my mind and... grin. 

They grin. 

Discerning the fascination of a wound. 

They grin. 

Formed from the mornings and the sin. 

Hiding in the shadows of the sun. 

...And grin. 

Sheets of ice cover the nature 

And the fires freeze to dust. 

Antarctic dreams, hieroglyphics 

Scrawled into the sky. No wrath 

Within my heart I know my fault 

I won't survive the loss 

And the paroxysm leads me into 

The 

Sunburnt thoughts of frost...