Pitch Black Purity Lyrics

They are at your door, fangs gnashing
Having no life of their own
They crave for fragile creatures
Mechanical joints clicking and cracking, time is running out

Where has it begun, (in western Texas)
Or deserted street late night (in autumn Berlin)
Stitched together, animated (by alien force not present)
Unspoken rancor flushes (through the thick air)

Of swollen bodies and old liquor smell
I'll dispose of the limbs later, hasten the suffering
Better escape before the conscious arrive
I couldn't tell if she smiles or I've just disfigured her mouth
The dress looks so sweet in all the gore around
May I question reality? May I question my own atrocities?

Tonight I've scared myself with reflection in the mirror
That horrendous grin and sunken eyes
Where have I lost myself and found other idol
I'm no better than dead and moving organism

Worm-ornamented silhouettes stand tall in
Dusk colors the skin in the dying flowers
The way the body collapses hypnotizes
Shelters over pitch black corpses scorched