Blood and Confusion

Words confuse and create equivocal thoughts
 Thoughts silently transmit our inner essence
 The eternal silence leads to oblivion
 The eternal silence leads to oblivion
 I am contradiction, the boundary
 Inside and outside
 I am difficulty, immoderation
 Mannerism, simplicity
 Words confuse and create equivocal thoughts
 Thoughts silently transmit our inner essence
 The eternal silence leads to oblivion
 The eternal silence leads to oblivion
 I am contradiction, the boundary
 Inside and outside
 I am difficulty, immoderation
 Rigor, baroque, minimalism
 I'm like this music that twists
 Around itself
 That gets torn and recomposes
 That gets torn and recomposes
 I'm the result of a test
 The survivor of a living
 Rottenly imbued of my life
 Counterpoint to the petrification of pain
 Heap of rocks, skeleton of soul
 Voice suspended in a dream
 Longing for entering the mystery of visible
 For tasting the sweet horror vacui
 I listen to the silence
 I listen to the silence
 (Blood, blood, blood, blood, blood, blood) Blood and confusion
 (Blood, blood, blood, blood, blood, blood) Blood and confusion
 I feed myself, myself with fear
 Rage, anguish and unspoken sensations
 Surprised and spellbound
 By the grotesque and eclectic revelation of things
 I listen to the silence
 I listen to the silence
 (Blood, blood, blood, blood, blood, blood) Blood and confusion
 (Blood, blood, blood, blood, blood, blood) Blood and confusion
 I perceive something tragic here
 And my mind is blood and confusion
 I perceive something tragic here
 And my mind is blood and confusion
 Blood and confusion