Texty písní Dead Congregation

Dead Congregation

Source Of Fire

Glane of desire

Towards what was once needed

Now that all got obtained, used and consumed

Lack of hope force-fed

Energy tuned into fire.

Starving, craving, feeding

the endless process

Curving, forcing, bleeding

Sins never confessed

Glorification of other

Icon revealed through needs

Icon eaten, swallowed

Turning the outside into inside

Vortex of fire

Vortex of will

Vortex of power

Make me whole

Let the rise reach its peak of transcendency

Go through mind conspiracy

My own soul private enemy