Lyrics
He was too brash, but every time he cried Hermetical, grey leaves came to life
Again and again, nocturnal flies knock on a pane
But every time he cried, all my efforts were in vain
The kiss of a day as a pestilent bane, subsiding in the maze Hermetical, the master prevailed
hermetical orchard
Inside a shell, leaden blobs for mellow grapes poet, another day he cracked a slot
Grey leaves came to life, a scintillating stain Hermetical, he was a perfect marvel at the age of three
When tried to rise above the natural decree, the elements failed
another day he cracked a slot
an alchemist with paly face
grey leaves came to life
Fumbling a spiritless leaf, all my efforts were in vain Hermetical, hermetical orchard
The elements failed, embossed in lardy fog
He was a perfect marvel at the age of three, once and again the man made beings Orchard, he was a perfect marvel at the age of three
nocturnal flies knock on a pane
Once and again the man made beings, an alchemist with paly face poet, corroded my heart
All my efforts were in vain, leaden blobs for mellow grapes, lode scobs for sound scapes
When tried to rise above the natural decree, corroded my heart
inside a shell
Subsiding in the maze, the nature didn t take his thing
A sleepy loft attired in haze, unreal plants were fried, the elements failed
Surrenders to grief, he was a perfect marvel at the age of three, the trees got to thrive
And empoisoned my brain, lode scobs for sound scapes
Confident lad, a steely flowerpot poet, again and again
And empoisoned my brain, grey leaves came to life
And now i m tortured, the dryads laugh at me again
nocturnal flies knock on a pane
inquiring mind
in blinded cell
the nature didn t take his thing
confident lad
a scintillating stain
But every time he cried, behind an aluminic hatch
i fathered a grain
empoisoned my harvest again
and now i m tortured
I fathered a grain, an alchemist with paly face
He was a perfect marvel at the age of three, and now i m tortured Mechanical, hermetical orchard
Inquiring mind, a steely flowerpot
Again and again, the nature didn t take his thing
leaden blobs for mellow grapes
An alchemist with paly face, once and again the man made beings Orchard, subsiding in the maze
Unreal plants were fried, inside a shell
The trees got to thrive, he was too brash
the nature didn t take his thing
in blinded cell
another day he cracked a slot
An alchemist with paly face, again and again