Death Is Psychosomatic de World Burns To Death

This is written in the dark days
When there is evil in the air
We have waited a thousand years
For this eternal night

This awesome dusk
Of the last human day
The imminence of apocalypse
Rightfully seeds our dreams

At least one thousand years
For this eternal night
This awesome dusk
Of the last human day

I think the look of the world is a lie
A grotesque fucking face made up
Over graves and fiery depths
And nothing else is true

This wretched fucking world is a lie
And nothing else is fucking true
But what is horrible
But what is horrible