Songtexte Torpor - Fyrce Muons

Buried treasures
Sacred hearts
Hidden romance
Stapled seals
Darkened ally's
Obtuse rains
End of days
A vision of evil is going on in his name
A sporting denial roll it in molding pain

Begin with a corner and turn on the days again
The suspect of evil is going to die again
A confusion
Is sublime
Total revulsion
End of all means
Take a secret
Make it mine
Make it a soul of divine