Minsk - Crescent Mirror lyrics

Chaos mirroring the eye of eternity As surely as the tightening grip of singularity From the disgrace of life's mundanity The purveyors of immaculate imperfection We the purveyors of immaculate insurrection We will float through the fog like specters in time Skirting life's lines staring hope in the eye Take shelter from martyrs' eyes for it is told in fallen skies Luminous haze consumes our days Brought to the face of time Consumed with flames consumed by blame In dreams we forgave there at the end of our days Pa**ing shadows pa**ing time in excess my dreams lie From where am I child To what should I pretend? As a child I spoke as a child To speak now as other than a child To that I shall pretend