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Текст песни Divina Enema - Thing

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(But first the notion that man has a bodydistinct from his soul is to be expunged;this I shall do by printing in the infernalmethod, by corrosives, which in Hell aresalutary and medicinal, melting apparentsurfaces away, and displaying infinite whichwas hid. Messiah or Satan or Tempter wasformerly thought to be one of the Antediluvianswho are our Energies.)Is it true what they say:"If the sky falls we shall catch the larks?"As you`ll see if the sky fallsWe shall catch no pretty larksIf it will have done, my dearestWe shall catch some evil demonsThey`ll be biting our fingers,They will have devoured the earthIf you`ll have invited themYou shall not be disappointed.And what have you preferred to tollThough there is nothing left at all...Needs must when the devil drives -There`s no need to fear or cryNight has come and day had goneHaving led chaos to enthroneTry to save your soul and head.Meet the omens of THE END!BUT...For evermore the first and foremostSELF COMES FIRSTIf you really want to watch all the omens of that endDon`t complain then - try to hold future troubles in your handEven if tomorrow`s cares shall fit you like a gloveAnyway I wash my hands off -SELF COMES FIRST -Goodnight, good luck.Don`t you care about existence:GOD will take it for HIS own.Only Devil keeps your body:GOD will kill it.Oh!Don`t you pray of this to your GOD? -Wait for so-called judgement-day.Don`t you care about your body?Don`t you care about its way? -Only Satan saves its lifeDeath won`t come into your houseWhilst you stay in Satan`s townYou won`t die -You`ll never dieWhile you`re standing upside-downIf you`d been slave of desire -You became the Devil`s childStay alive among the fire -Self comes first...Burn, cry...Goodnight.OH NO, NOW I HAVE KNOWN -I AM A THING AND NOTHING MORE.I HAVE LOST MY KEYHAVING CLOSED MY DOOR TO MY LORE -I WON`T TAKE IT ANYMORE.My body doesn`t have a name,(Nobody does know it anyway)I do think of chance that I could get:"Who does need the useless one like that?"Nobody does know my misery.They say:"Nobody`s interested in my fate!"How many fools also lost their key yet?And that`s why they`ll come here later than I will!They always come too late -I have to leave these gatesUnless they`ll have returnedI`ll waste my hate no more.I am the THING on the endless shelf of life,The nameless one among the countless namesI am the THING that does try to surviveAmongst the devil`s court -That`s why I belong to him -I am his THING.Why do you think you aren`t a THING? -Then you cannot see the wood for the trees...Do not you understand we are THINGS in a hand?We can`t see a GOD while we`re down on our knees...WELL! - I am just a THING and a THING that`s uselessWELL! - I am just a THING in a Devil`s handWELL! - I am the silent shadow in a Lucifer`s looking glassWELL! - I am just a THING that you won`t be able to understand.No way to mind - that`s only reason why I`m silly slave -I am not a worm, I am a THING in a darkest caveAin`t no fallen one that does try to save one`s creepy-crawly ugly life.I am the THING that`s never going to die!Why didn`t you think us to be a THING?You know - you could see the wood for the treesDo not you understand - we are THINGS in a hand -We can`t see a GOD while we`re down on our kneesDo not pass by my placeMistress of the chaos:Take me down from my shelf,Try to see,Try to guessWhich way shall I go,Which road shall I ride,Though I will have stayed thereWhere I had been before...You are poor mortal whore!We shall go side by sideWhen we`re met face by face...Try to distress me. -Are you trying to guess?You are also a THING!Babylon whore,Sweet mistress of the chaos,Didn`t you guessWho I am,Who you are:We are one and the same -We do play hidden game"FIND THE THING - FIND NO ONE" -And your quest will be done.Sweet mistress you`ll have goneI am not a drunken swineThat used to lick up last drop of wineI won`t change the mind of mine -I`m the THING that`s never going to dieIf you can`t believe in peaceCall your Devil: 666That is catching sick-sick-sicknessIn our cheap existence:I think having lost the keyThe others could not get inAnd they`ll be staying outsideUntil they`re going to die.I have opened secret door:We are A THING and nothing moreWe`ve been put by... and not arrived,We do become almighty sacral prideOf our taker,Almighty maker,Our creator,Our tormentor,Our offender,Our defender -WE ARE A THING.

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