Thinking Plague все тексты (слова) песен, переводы, видео, клипы
ConsolamentumPlace your hands on this body,
that it be ready when morning brings
the end of days.
Consolamentum
the world cannot touch me
now.
Dead SilenceI lost my power of speech today...
Tore it away,
(as) a fly, trapped, leaves its wing behind,
A snake its tail
And i have walked into the trap
That craving truth must spring,
And flesh now renders that which
Mind cannot contain
Lux LucetEyes ahead, maintaining stride,
can't let the tides turn aside...
and pray this too shall pass.
Were they lies those lights before my eyes that
lured me to this wasteland?
Is that a flame shining in the void?