Текст песни Septic Flesh - On The Topmost Step Of The Earth
Septic Flesh - On The Topmost Step Of The Earth слова песни
A stranger once whispered:A fallen angel is someone not aware of his authentic identityBecause the fall occured nowhere except on the inner plainsAnd the broken wing was nothing but the bleeding memoryThe creators of the propheciesHave seen pages yet unturnedFrom a book that can not be turnedOr expressed from mouths of scornObserving the divine marriageBetween the solid soil and the etherStep on the lightnings and ascendOn the topmost step of the earthStepping on the belt that surrounds the sphereEndless are the joys of the infinite questFor the timeless explorerAnd the child that lurks insideOn the topmost step of the earthStepping on the belt that surrounds the sphereA billion toys to play, countless more to inventIn the mental playground, around its solid treeThe creators of the propheciesHave seen pages yet unturnedFrom a book that can not be turnedOr expressed from mouths of scornOn the topmost step of the earthOn the topmost step of the earthStepping on the belt that surrounds the sphere