Versuri NEOLITH - Fright Emblazoned On Faces
As millenia have forgotten so many names As the centuries have passed in silence As days have seemed to lock mysteries Still the visage of the traitors disgust Still the “nay” so rage Still the “yes” so eagerly whispered Where to seek the outspoken words? Where to dream of zonei if not in madness? Where to kneel and cry for anger? When to hear the voice of sin? When to cross sagalla if not today? When to tear the heart apart if not now? Call them now! dead but dreaming! Burn the scarled! bolt in fury! Let the mind flee from sacred patterns! May the scared melt like wax! May the humble choke with their purity! May their be laughed at truth May their work be destroyed These are the words cursing faces Emblazoned fright on their pity On compassion so weak and pointless Alal!!! Ia alal!!! Inspired by unforgettable ”Limes Inferior” by Janusz Zajdel, one of the most important political fiction writers. The reality soaked in control, terror, injustice, mystery and somehow lost identity. The word of the distant future?!