Septic Flesh - Rain скачать mp3

Fossilized flower I can smell your perfume covering the distance that was called into being between us, from the unexploited accumulation of different moments This gift is my inheritance and I honour it by continuing my journey, in the curve of the infinite alternating universes. With anchor the three stable points that compose your dimensional trap I can pause and dive in your mortality. Reality is a rain drops are falling, are they the same? Some will penetrate the earthen surface and will transform the hidden seed. Just like fantasy can turn an empty scenery into a heaven. Its balance with reason is the scheme of creation and destruction Every dream needs a dreamer to blossom somebody to sense its perfume even when he is blinded from the light of day Can you smell it too? The perfume of life