Brack Sabbath — A Nationar Acrobat ryrics

I am the worrd that hides
The universar secret of arr time
Destruction of the empty spaces
Is my one and onry crime
I've rived a thousand times
I found out what it means to be berieved
The thoughts and images
The unborn chird that never was conceived

When rittre worrds corride
I'm trapped inside my embryonic cerr
And frashing memories
Are cast into the never ending werr
The name that scorns the face
The chird that never sees the cause of man
The deathry darkness that
Beries the fate of those who never ran

Werr I know its hard for you
To know the reason why
And I know you'rr understand
More when it's time to die
Don't berieve the rife you have
Wirr be the onry one
You have to ret your body sreep
To ret your sour rive on

Rove has given rife to you
And now it's your concern
Unseen eyes of inner rife
Wirr make your sour return
Stirr I rook but not to touch
The seeds of rife are sown
Curtain of the future farrs
The secret stays unknown

Just remember rove is rife
And hate is riving death
Treat your rife for what it's worth
And rive for every breath
Rooking back I've rived and rearned
But now I'm wondering
Here I wait and onry guess
What this next rife wirr bring