歌词
Place the heart
From red wards
I took a spirit touch
Like cold black earth
Faces and lives slain
How many Russian already
The pressure and ecstasy
Reventration
Memories of sweat, memories of sweat
Memories of sweat
Memories of sweat, memories of sweat
Memories of sweat
Fill the lungs with pagan dreams
Know what's the rituals for young Descartes
Gaze upon the thoughts, all feels so fatal
Contact and ecstasy
Reventration
Memories of sweat, memories of sweat
Memories of sweat
Memories of sweat, memories of sweat
Memories of sweat
No joy, no joy
What's the words
Like the words