Текст песни Synagogue - Fyrce Muons

You say I don't know what you did
The curtain lifts upon a call intend to take my face
I don't know
I don't have another leg
You beg me not to tame
You better not rain on my place

Make it
Break it
Fight it
You spice it
You slice it
You crave it
You make it
You take me
You break me
You fuck it all to take me to this place

A pounding
A pumice stone of life become your mother's own embrace
It wasn't real
It wasn't quick
It wasn't what we wanted in this space