Jex Thoth все тексты (слова) песен, переводы, видео, клипы
Keep Your WeedsThe fog that rises
When the constant collides
Dilute your disguises
Things you thought you could hide
Your home of a fire
The way you liked to tow the line
'Til there’s nothing left to conquer
Nothing more to find
Luna Moth SpeaksBillowy blackness, circles of silence
Darkened confinement, sunless prism
Mystic and fearful eyes of suspicion
Death has consumed your celestial prism
Circled up inside - it freezes your feeble mind
A grave in the shadows, rehearsals for endtimes
You stare at the ceiling awaiting madness
Nothing Left to DieYou think you know me but you wont believe you eyes
Don't pray to god 'cus you can't make up your mind
all your life in a blackened daze
that's the lie of eternal pain.
I am the child, I am [the rumour that be.]
[the biding sound] of the living dream
like burning embers from a burning lake