The Austrasian Goat все тексты (слова) песен, переводы, видео, клипы
- A Liquid Manure Of Guilt
What more could I expect
From a world refusing to admit its decease?
Prescription is a privilege we buy
What could I expect
From a world which refers to this lie called god
To build morality?
- Even in Uneven
I follow the way of bitterness signed with familiar faces
Bumptiously laughing at me
I've heard the call of nothing
I welcome precariousness in each part of my life
I've seen stains of resignation
I've heard the call of nothing
- Pyre Without Flames
They built their coffins
And they barely survive
The screens of redemption
still rape their freedom
Faith is venom
Hope is a snare
Wait for nothing
- The Banks Of The Shadow's River
Soil still cries
Blood red teardrops
Rain and rust combined in a quiet flow of blurred souvenirs
The mirror of madness
The taste of insanity
We live a permanent dusk
Everyday is a funeral journey
The lined white crosses are landscapes
- Unchained
We are not trees
We have no roots
I hate all borders
I'm not scared of ruins
Traditions are chains
Rites are comfortable
Burn the idols
Blasphemies are branches of truth