New Scaring Senses lyrics

Drowning in those waves of smoke

Which summits stand out like living roots

I feel them seizing me, wrapping me up, devouring me.



Here. They come, on and on,

like plants born of satanic seeds



Cultivated in the Pandemonium,

They`re going through the ground as if it did not exist,

Sprayed with innocent blood,

They proliferate in the void of subconscious.



As some of us are still resisting

Your strategy changes and liquefying,

You blend in with the red fluid,

Destroying our senses, creating new ones, unknown and

scaring,



Taking us further

On until we give in

The ranks of the ancients

Decrease while those of The novices swell

Perpetuating

The truest forbidden

Tradition in your name.



Blanche fum?e envo?tante,

Que nos id?es pourrissent par ton pouvoir intense

Combattue par la horde d?risoire des vengeurs de nos

?mes d?sincarn?es.