Uneven Like Clouds – Cadaveria – letras

Earth, warmth, death.Time wasted in building inconsistent hypothesiswaiting for all is adjustedtrying to justify the difference.They are asking me to act without being.Mood sensitive to variations,To air and fire’s vibrations.Keep your honour and will unshakableDirect your thought to powerful stars,towards imposing aims,towards great concrete spheres.Why do things happen?Why is it always so difficult?Why is it always so complicated?Perpendicular presences undermine my concentration,Disturb, interfere,Generate hysteria and misunderstanding.Ironical… my regret is my source of energy.I feel impulse to proceedI feel impulse to be.Clouds, clouds, but branches are still dressed with leavesAnd for me it is still time of SpringUndisputed.Clouds…