Underworld (act 1) Lyrics - Singles - Septic Flesh

Tranquility... 

How necessary, how boring it can be. 

The liquid void has no ears 

to receive the consolation of the surface. 

"MAYBE IT'S BETTER THAT WAY. WHAT DOESN'T TOUCH DOESN'T HURT." The innocence of a swan 

gliding on a desolate lake 

can't be sensed 

and therefore can't bring jealousy. 

Entire worlds full of wonder are banished 

to rest only in few visionary minds, 

haunting them with their glowing beauty. 

(Fortunately) There are always 

those with the forked tongue 

to bring the borders closer. 

(But) There are also tribes of inferior, 

beings so proudly inferior 

ne-cessary to give worth 

to give worth to the higher 

to give worth to the higher 

to give worth to the higher 

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But not without cost... 

They liberate ordeals. 

Their negative thought is the fungus, 

the grim vestment of the relic. 

THE ERODING FRANKINCENCE OF MARASMOUS 

CAN BECOME UNTOLERABLE. 

Their region is warm like a blanket 

but narrow as a coffin, 

an UNDERWORLD. 

There are always 

those with the forked tongue 

that bring the borders closer... 

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