Текст песни
[Verse 1]
In a sky without stars, where no angels may tread,
God is laughing — no words, just the echoes of dread.
Somewhere, Guts grips his sword in the realm of the deep,
Fighting demons that rise from the edges of sleep.
I fall into fire — my throne forged in flame,
Behelit-bo
destiny, never the same.
Amor fati, my burden, my crown —
I’m free... and in love, I will never back down.
[Chorus]
We are heresy, laughing at sin,
Übermensch dancing with chaos within.
Kisses like hammers that shattered the code,
I bless this blasphemy — sacred and bold.
[Verse 2]
We are saints without gods, with no temple to claim,
Prophets of passion, unburdened by shame.
Each kiss is an apocryphal sign,
Each moan — a liturgy crossing the line.
Our nights write a gospel of fire and grace,
Orgasmic scriptures in time’s warm embrace.
Let dawn bear wi
ess, let silence attest,
We sinned like the holy — and loved like the blessed.
[Chorus]
We are heresy, laughing at fate,
Übermensch tearing the heavens' old gate.
We kissed through the ruins, and shattered the frame,
I bless this blasphemy — sacred, profane.
[Bridge]
We are flames dripping down through the cracks of the years,
Honeyed and holy on lips of the seers.
Each breath is a fracture in heaven’s dark dome,
Each cry is a verse — in a book not yet known.
The stars thread our path to forgotten divine,
Where lips write the myth and our bodies align.
Our shadows — the incense that time cannot bu
,
Our mouths — psalms inverted where gods never tu
.
[Verse 3]
We paint love on glass that was shattered and bled,
With moonlight and secrets the twilight once said.
Each gesture — a fall that ascends into light,
Each cry — the echo of infinite night.
We lose who we were to become who we are,
Resurrected through touch under memory's scar.
[Outro]
Somewhere, Jung draws in the pouring rain,
The shape of the soul through longing and pain.
I kiss you — and what do I see?
A universe blooming in amber — and free.
