Crust – 07. Anhedonia

Альбом Stoic в мрачных визуализациях Anhedonia Yesterday’s pleasures bring you no joy Dissatisfied hunger is so hard to quench Young flesh Fresh blood Can’t break your indifference Nothing touches your heart Your skin is numbed Disease of consumption Has played a lowdown trick You scream with fear As a blade of steel bites into skin Disaster is near Anhedonia has turned you into a freak Your poisoned soul and body are in the grasp of pestilence Haute cuisine Carnal pleasures and wine Everything is so tasteless You, don’t ask why! Year after year you’ve been destroying yourself Hateful existence Miserable and ugly days, nights Striving for pleasures of heaven You create your own hell