Kurs - Omen

OMEN: Through the grids of Northern window cold horizon melts the sand edge between the milky sky and earthy patch of wasteland A thick moor with same old dust that saturates the house A thick moor with blowing gust that makes flesh growse That desolation fills the gaze ancient terror tone a feeling of anguish glaze based on unknown As the omen that something invisible could outline from blur and that something even more terrible could yet occur --- Lyrics by: Valerio Lovecchio Music by: Valerio Rivieccio (Kurs) Mixed, and produced by: Kurs --- Archive_ Omen is available at: