Ephel Duath Labyrinthine (crimson) Lyrics

Labyrinthine (crimson) Lyrics

Smell this gentle condition...

Misanthropy.



Is there
something to respect?

Painting the same landscape again,

You can
lose

What these fluid movements are electing.



The
unconscious, undesired companion,

Wins.

It's so easy...



Now you can admire

This mental abortion,

He's not an
illegitimate child,

He's your monster....



Why are you trying
to suffocate?

Raise this figure and forget

Your unpure facade.

This is the way out,

This is the way out.



Labyrinthine!

Let the union occur.

Receive the essence with
pride:

The old theatre is falling asleep.

This is the
labyrinthine!



Smell this gentle condition....Misanthropy.



The unconscious, undesired companion,

Wins.

It's so
easy..