Guds förlorade skapelser - Lik

I en mörk brunn

Dold av mossa

Ett djupt hål utan botten

Samlas livets blod

Bortom all räckvidd

Gömd i miljoner år

Ett minne om livets gång

Som strävar mot det oändligt mörka

En tid från ett tomrum

Regn av grå aska

Skuggor av själar

Rösten av en urgammal tid

Spår av liv spår av död

Känsla av liv känsla av död

Jag vet vad du är

Men inte vem

Du har aldrig bringat lycka

Mitt liv är det du som lever

Du är jag

Uppslukad av jorden

Kluven av en högre makt

Jagad av ljusets änglar

Skändad av krsten tro

Men fast i den svarta magin

Tvingad till självdestruktiva tankar

Guds förlorade skapelser

Töms på medmänsklighet

God’s Lost Creations

Into a dark well

Hidden of moss

A deep hole without bottom

Gathers the blood of life

Beyond all reach

Hidden in millions of years

A memory about the path of life

Which strives to the endless dark

A time from a space

Pain of grey ashes

Shadows of souls

Voices from a ancient era

Signs of life signs of death

Feelings of life feelings of death

I know what you are but not whom

You have never conveyed happiness

My life is it you who are living

You are me

Swallowed by the earth

Splited of a higher force

Hunted by the angels of god

Desecrated by the Christian belief

But trapped in the black magic

Forced into selfdestructive thoughts

Gods lost creations

Empty of humanity

In a dark well

Hidden by moss

A deep hole without a bottom

The blood of life is collected

Beyond all reach

Hidden for millions of years

A memory of the course of life

Which strives towards the infinitely dark

A time from a void

Rain of grey ash

Shadows of Souls

The voice of an ancient time

Traces of life traces of death

Sense of life sense of death

I know what you are

But not who

You have never brought happiness

My life is what you live

You are me

Engulfed by the Earth

Cleaved by a higher power

Hunted by the Angels of Light

Defamed by the Christian faith

But stuck in the black magic

Compelled to self-destructive thoughts

God's Lost Creations

Empty of humanity

God's Lost Creations

Into a dark well

Hidden of moss

A deep hole without bottom

Gathers the blood of life

Beyond all reach

Hidden in millions of years

A memory about the path of life

Which strives to the endless dark

A time from a space

Pain of gray ashes

Shadows of souls

Voices from an ancient era

Signs of life signs of death

Feelings of life feelings of death

I know what you are but not who

You have never conveyed happiness

My life is you who are living

You are me

Swallowed by the earth

Split of a higher force

Hunted by the angels of God

Desecrated by the Christian belief

But trapped in the black magic

Forced into self-destructive thoughts

God's lost creations

Empty of humanity