Bliss torn, transition incomplete
As fall entombed their mother sphere
Bent to the sky, artificial eye
Crushed, nature moans, enlightened
Drained was the heart of man
Insects spawning, hybrids crawling
In spinning cluster skies we're soaring
I've seen tomorrow sun die
into the darkness skies
But as poisoned seeds and acid rot the earth
We will fly into exile
Oh, morituri te salutant
Defier of the Night
Fierce adulterers
What's the destination
of their selfish search?
Artist: The Blues Busters
Artist: Eighteen Visions