ALBUM REVIEW: Noctambulist II: De Droom
De kinderdroom die is dan dood. Maar de man in mij zet voort.
De kinderdroom die is dan dood. Maar de man in mij zet voort.
Organometallic assimilation.
From the dust, fuel to emerge again.
Can you hear the screams? Can you hear the screams!
Hell bent, hell-fucking-bent!
Incessant wheel of time, dawn’s bodies, formless waves frozen in night.
Climbing to darkness, shedding the light.
The candle snuffed out, let me fucking sleep.
Those ghostly smiles could not conceal the ruin in their eyes.