Vile Flesh все тексты (слова) песен, переводы, видео, клипы
- Be Holder
You, the Beholder.
Concerning images of injured candles.
Cherishing streams of binding pulse.
Diving in red ashes.
Crawling among the cutters of arisen rains.
Flying in the lightbulb, filled with viscous lead.
Veiled by thousands of resonant leaves.
Glazed by gunpowder and lanterns
- Hum Us
It is dead, but it contains life.
It is made of withered flowers, dead flesh, fallen leaves and thousands of other rotten things
It's a benefit, but we trample it with our feet.
It's a product of death and decay, but it gives life to beauty and ugliness