Nameless Disease - I Won't Let You Wake Up

Storm's warning
You're putting
Calm mind
On soft stone of oblivion
Just drive blame blind

Soul's calling
Behold it
Someday
When you're awaken from illness
Just drive blame blind

Fuck

Welcome to the last circle of hell
Welcome to the visions pestilence
I won't let you wake up

Can you see the inferno of pain
Can you feel the heat of burning flesh
I won't let you wake up

Hot pitch falls on your gear
It pierces your lids, plasters your skin
I won't let you wake up

So breath again, tread carefully
Chasm of death, bland air, Cyclone B
I won't let you wake up
I won't let you wake up

Under space of your lies
Waiting for you garnishee order
Under space of your lies
Waiting for you yell and, oh, cry

Your eye floats on the nightmare
And no-one can catch it on the ground

Behind the curtain of your sweet dreams
You will never found
Your own safe escape route
Bitch

Catch waste stream of your groove
Come up to sharp high edge, oh
You're closer to perfect desire
Just give it yourself

Wait for the sainted gods jet
Feel razor-water in your gullet
You're closer to perfect desire
Just give it yourself
Just give it yourself

Many years
You were late
For image of mare
Ask god for alarm

Beg for the end
Wait for the morning
Or for a death
But good night and sleep well

Catch waste stream of your groove
Come up to sharp high edge, oh
You're closer to perfect desire
Just give it yourself

Wait for the sainted gods jet
Feel razor-water in your gullet
You're closer to perfect desire
Just give it yourself
Just give it yourself

You cannot breathe
You cannot feel
You are a puppet
In the theater ends

Mouth cover with pillow
Heart wrapped in linen
Brain in a haze of feathers
Sweats all over the soul

I won't let you wake up
I won't let
Never

I won't let you wake up
I won't let
No

I won't let you wake up
I won't let
Fuck

I won't let you wake up
I won't let you wake up

Written by:
D Barłowski, Dezydery Barłowski

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