Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song VI, artist - Aborym. Album song Psychogrotesque, in the genre ИндастриалDate of issue: 10.11.2012
Record label: Season of Mist
Song language: English
VI |
| Not a sacred place! |
| This place is cursed by God for sure! |
| See them try to kill the pain, blackness fills the mind, decayed |
| Swarming stigma attaches, insane |
| Yesterday, truth despaired, my life, stolen easily |
| Trenched again, unfathomed thoughts, my grave deeply |
| Stone grown, growing in squares, light shines me thru |
| Blindly finding, doubting, death’s riddles, so true |
| (Saxophone by Marcello Balena) |
| Going to the asylum to learn how to die… |
| See them try to kill the pain, blackness fills the mind, decayed |
| Swarming stigma attaches, insane |
| Yesterday, truth despaired, my life, stolen easily |
| Trenched again, unfathomed thoughts, my grave deeply |
| (Saxophone by Marcello Balena) |
| (Vocals by Karyn Crisis) |
| I fly towards other rooms |
| They all look the same |
| But every single one of them is different |
| By the imprints they project in this astral space |
| They have different voices and different stories |
| Different screams, different micro-cosmos |
| They all reveal the echoes of men who’ve all lost their way, yet remain |
| Their vibrations tell us: |
| Some of them went away, some of them are dead |