Cursed Be the Senses Songtext
von Anachronism
Cursed Be the Senses Songtext
Cursed be the senses
Lost in our own shadows
The canvas wobbles
Morrows in ocher colors
The appearance of things
Is only poorly decrypted
By our eyes
Loss of control is imminent
Cursed be the senses
Lost in our own shadows
Structures on which we have relied so much
Ties woven through space and time dissolve
An insipid vision
Lost in our own shadows
The canvas wobbles
Morrows in ocher colors
The appearance of things
Is only poorly decrypted
By our eyes
Loss of control is imminent
Cursed be the senses
Lost in our own shadows
Structures on which we have relied so much
Ties woven through space and time dissolve
An insipid vision
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