Testo Miasma

in between, insidious vapor shall teem

looming so loathesome

and it seems to me like I'm dead inside

bloated corpse, propped out of tradition


I can never recall what it was I had ever to strive for as a youth

was it just to exist, autonomously?



no, we don't wanna work

we just wanna fuck,

swallow pills and forget our curses


no, we don't need pigs like you

we'll follow the laws of our emptying veins



in this world of nothing for me

I'd be sooner destroyed

vampire youth, raise your cups to the ne'er waning moon,

let its visage ring true!



to the hearts cold and blue

we're dying each moment, FREE

we're all animals here

flesh and blood, bone and dream!



we're just impulses here

another piece of shit in the storm



JUST ANOTHER PIECE OF SHIT



from the smelling of things it appears this shit has come to a boil

the night-time we shall rule as our own

while the hollow shall sleep

we shall bark at the moon



in this world of nothing for me

I'd be sooner destroyed

in this world there is nothing for us but the sound (but the sound)



vampire youth, raise your cups to the ne'er waning moon,

let its visage ring true!



to the hearts cold and blue

we're dying each moment



we'll never sleep again

we'll be going fucking mad

sin and hell is all we will ever know

just another piece of shit!