Paroles
Glaucoma on your eyes
Plague to weather
Until they run dry
Ages of delirium
Curse of my oblivion
I swell without a scar
To the end of time
A shell without a star
At the end of time
Watch the bend of my wandering
Of hunting with the lightning gun
Tremor on my heaven son
Tares above my kingdom come
Torn open tomb
I fell in your
Cold fission bomb
I fell in your war
Ages of delirium
Curse of my oblivion
Tremor of my heaven son
Tares above my kingdom come
Tremor of my heaven son
Tares above my kingdom come
