paroles de chanson Praeludium - Unprocessed

Gutted. Eviscerated
Like begun and never
Thought through to the end
Like never really finished
Disclosed and cold
And left to itself
Churned and dumped down
Again and again
Eyes that watch
But cannot understand
Lips that speak
But do not tell
Blood and interior
To much that begun
Like justification
Through violence
Reflecting shadows that
Like echoes, do not
Return from their borders
Of sanctity
Disrupted comparisons
Between perception and
Comprehension
Fertility
Mass ungainly
Glances disembowelling
Sufficiently
Enough