Fata Morgana Songtext
von Nihtymne

Woe is thee, dawn of trepidation
Prolific framer of nightmares

Thy cacophonous melodies
Sure can burst skulls asunder

Thy breath-taking light crawls in(to)
And belligerently excite the heart


Fast run the mouths into the foreign
Futile is the oft attempt to halt them

Perception isn′t reality

With equanimity I devour thy confidence
And emaciated at my pace thou shalt dance

Reticent and convalescent
I behold thy heyday swiftly flee

O! my old acquaintances
Here shall we share bed again