Текст песни Behemoth - In The Garden Of Dispersion
Behemoth - In The Garden Of Dispersion слова песни
on ye hillwhere ye sun behind horizon hidesthere is nothingexcept our breathsand crux of eventsand some crux ov our handson ye hillwhere shadow wings fellwind rose ye to songand we plung`d in its deepand in plaitiv waterfall depthsevanescent recollection ov atavismssecret ov living in ye death postureand then...the ye seal in the garden ov dispersioncloses ye mouthcloses ye eyescloses ye earsin fields ov edenunder ye first tree`s rotting rootthere`s feasttyphon`s feastand night came moonlessbut yet ye light appear`d -picture ov sigillic angelsgrafting in our holy body and mind