BELLUJNO - PROTOBEGINNING testo lyric

TESTO

What you crave most, often, rips your face
Few chances, inner wounds
Faint traces of hope in the woods... boom!
Everything, everyone forever lost
And you wait adrift in the land of bland blades
Great parade of wasted days, early graves, pliable blames, charades and rust

Frail words make a will deaf
The dull satisfaction of spreading ashes of a soul on a choppy sea
Hey ho! Could you decrypt that voodoo shit?
Could you find the switch of this ticking time disease?

Let's gather there, safe under birches sproutin' anger
To touch the roots that infect the language
Steel cops unleash the daily danger
New forms of government for agonized races

Sudden clash! And a glow runs through the gilding
Forgotten cradles, bad kids outside of a building
Wise men scream out an undeniable teaching
The calm erasure of the second protobeginning