The Ancient все тексты (слова) песен, переводы, видео, клипы

Can I not embrace the moon as it is my sun whom lights my interests
Take my concrete breath that shall fall upon dispersion to the earth
Conscious beings, you do not compliment my living presence
I cannot express how unimportant your deeds really are
Create something worth my while, create a being worth my time
Making these facets for consumer worship
This cannot be the comfort you seek
I realize how close we have come to destroy our contribution in life