Тексты песен Ana Kefr

...and so begins regeneration, our essence as molted wings. "Where there prevails the stench of affluenza, one finds delusion a Contagion, and thereby any given society itself transforms into an

Let us commence as moths drawn to their blackenings, Thanatos in our Origins, closing in; spiraling across the void, all hope smothered by Nothingness. With no Hell above nor Heaven below, all are des