Paragon Songtext

von Prisma

Jostle – to an enervated solicitation
My gladness is doggedly – deplenished
To fall into nakedness
Searching the elementary starting point
Why is this bullshit so pathetic – curious confusing
Listen – wheedler
Sophism is mine
To vanquish is fine
Viscous wax shuts my eyes – suck it
Sophism is mine
To vanquish is fine
Its only your vindication – so iritable
Are you scentless
About your shallow pointillism?
Is this your instinctiv illusion – unconquerable
And now?
Strapping – stimulous – strangulate and consider
It
Your muddy mouth – sleeps in the embers – out of
Hatred
Speaks in plain terms
Wanting to give life
Wanting for self accusation
Why is this bullshit so pathetic – curious confusing
Listen – wheedler
Sophism is mine
To vanquish is fine
Viscous wax shuts my eyes – suck it
Sophism is mine
To vanquish is fine
Its only your vindication – so iritable
Are you scentless
About your shallow pointillism?
Is this your instinctiv illusion – unconquerable
And now?
Theyre building this emotionable land
It's a little and tired inner deformation
To dishevel in the acustic suggestiven dessert
Unconditionally for healing – total healing
Its only your vindication so iritable
Are you scentless
About your shallow pointillism?
Is this your instinctiv illusion – unconquerable
And now?
Theyre building this emotionable land
It's a little and tired inner deformation
To dishevel in the acustic suggestiven dessert
Unconditionally for healing – total healing
You fucker in this moment is never the same