Mortiis - Descending spirits

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How mightily ye shineth in the
night, my creator.

I swirl..I drift..
I am air, and I am thought..
My thoughts are fierce,
the change is on...
Yet it is far away.
I am newborn, yet they call me ancient..
I feel a prescence..
I feel countless other essences,
surround me in space.
My brethren...
We descend into this sphere...
Empty... Barren... Landscapes..
Yet here is life...
I feel happy life in this world...
Our time is not ripe.
We must drift for now..
We shall in time,
create new kinds of spirits.
We shall in time,
find our abodes,
and be given shapes visible.
But for now..We drift...



Inne utwory

  • The silver sea
  • Broken skin
  • Mental maelstrom
  • Thoughts of the old tower
  • Reisene til grotter og odemarker
  • Le petit cochon sordide
  • Monolith
  • En mork horisont
  • Destroyer of gods
  • Maker of gods
  • Antimental
  • The lonliest things
  • You put a hex on me
  • The voice of the labyrinth
  • Losowe utwory

    Od świtu do zmierzchu

    Pobudka i to co zwykle ludzie robią z rana
    podbitka do kuchni kurwa nie tykam śniadania
    jedna myśl to terarium i na kardiologia alka
    bo nam jest tak gorąca jak cipie na jajach
    wychodzę z chaty wsiadam do fury 5 minut mija
    szyby w dół, wody w chuj, bo nie działa klima
    RY ma zawsze pomysły...

    Plan A

    Theres one man left to thank
    Built it with his hands
    One man left to thank
    He didnt need to carve it into something
    Carve it into something new
    Carve it into something

    And theres plan A
    Take a seat A
    Watch them play
    Keep a reciept
    Sharpen up and carve them into something
    Carve it into something
    Carve em into something...

    Kill all the white man

    The white man call himself civilized,
    Cause he know how to take over,
    The white man come to pillage my village,
    Now he tell me I have to bend over.

    Oh yeah, kill all the white man.

    No I don t like the...

    One in a million

    You re on in a million
    Oh
    Now
    You re one in a million
    Oh

    Sometimes I can t hate you every day
    Sometimes you can fall for everyone you see
    Only one can really make me stay
    A sign from...

    Paradise lost

    It s late an I m drunk and my stomach
    sounds like the hot water pipes in the attic room,
    and who d have though the sky could hold
    so much snow inside of it just to let it go.
    So?
    The stars may shine and the moon
    may be...

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