Angel of Revolution - Hideous Divinity

Hail, oh dying race!

In the zoo, made of clay, highly favored

In the zoo, fear not the wind

Cast upon thee 'cause you’ve overshadowed time

Leave your rubbles on the earth

There’s no turning back to witness the fear

There’s no way or will

Teach me to forget my days, my dreams, my past

There’s no turning back to what you leave

Your rubbles on the earth!

Spreading my wings, the storm won’t let me fall

The distant cold illusion is spreading my wings

The great collapse, its aura

Feel the divine, burn your hands against lava

The storm won’t let me fall!

I’ve lived the dream, I’ve seen uniqueness

Contemplate, no dance will take me home

Distant thunders and a trembling hand

Eternal mystery revealed never to the lambs

I sink in the vortex of sand

Am I here for the departure of grace?

Revolution time is now, is the latter day for living dead:

The distance, the light, the cold of the illusion of

The eye will see, my wings as they disgust me

There is no hope!

No lesson learned, the medium is the disease

Rebuilding time

Far from redemption, futile will

Obscure by clouds

I’m lost