Текст песни BEHEMOTH - Natural Born Philosopher
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Текст песни BEHEMOTH - Natural Born Philosopher
without sin I can't make religionas without sin there's no whoredomand when in my heart god becomes a harlotI shall sin, sin, sin again("...every world has its spaceevery life has its timeevery mass has its god( )every god has his guillotine... ")to possess thy mother I desire notnay, to slay thy father neither'tis thy god I yearn to killthus reigning universalwith my beak I wanna peck at his faceand from ye golden cups divine blood drinktrespass borders which do not existI wanna be born, grow and rise againand become! become you unity!be all and nothing equally -dust ov universe and its essence -and look attentivelyevery star is a stonein the cosmic pavement on which step youand your oddysey has no beginning