Testi:
Disarmonia Mundi Nebularium

cold attacks me as the liquid is in touch muffled sounds from somewhere like unborn through the amniotic fluid getting upset to reach my air in this

in the lost memoirs of a day not day across a time that had still to begin its turn a god got tired of the surrounding vacuum and molded a game to catch

steep rocks in front of me a murmur by the wind and the sea eyelids closed, subconscious set I open my eyes and take the step the breeze washes my sins

see I cry, just leave me alone it follows near behind alone against the shadows of time I hear his breath of centuries millennium-old heart pulse be my nebularium

I cry, just leave me alone it follows near behind alone against the shadows of time I hear his breath of centuries millennium-old heart pulse be my nebularium