1. GROTESQUE LANDSCAPES

Grotesque landscapes in sight
Traffic of minds and city lights
Dead poetry, floating over black sea
Fornication and caresses
Tongues licking and a barman sinking
In the ruins of an old magic cocktail bar
Marching through exstinguished cigarretes and portraits of
models that fail in the art of selling themselves
High heels, carmine lipsticks, a plastic smell overhead.
We are Rome
We are decadence,we are grace.
We are the third world,we are elite
Those stairs are too large for my diminished legs
Vice in the air tempts me but serve me, again
Your name is forbbiden, dont consume this last minute
Make it eternal,just as it once was,again
A Room with a central column, a pedestal
Where flesh becomes merch and machines dance
Am I sad? I am sad.
The trail of loath,love for letting someone be something
Play a role, a bible on the shelf to remid ourselves
We'll always be slaves.
Hail the Queen!
Neon skies announce the time to die, lying under the sweat of a mass of shit
Long has passed since the path bifurcated, but not enough to forget to admit
That at some point something was made wrong


2. THE MAGNIFICENCE OF PROSPERITY AND BLOODBATHS

Hipnotic waves massage my cortex unconciously enjoying the smell of the Blood
A Reflex shining, blinding me, its all I once I refused to see
Land of the free is fed with blood.
Pain is like porn, wealth to be god
Increasing the power through prostitution senseless taxes and clean corruption
Artificial seduction leveling in the air
Abandon your remaining ideals nothing is fair
Its all established further than horizon
Avoid risks of the unknown, never leave the expected behaviour
All those gray buildings, mechanical submission you'll never dare...
The magnificence of prosperity and bloodbaths


3. SCALE THE CLIFFS (TO FALL INTO ABYSS)

This is the tale that never ends, so from the start you know there'll be no happy end
The story of a vagabond that once had faith in them, the dominant race.
To redirect a world designed for disaster
To redirect a world to apocalypsis
Perseverant he walked the city in search for one last sacred task
The task that refers to survival but also slaughter and violence, kill to be killed, one step to abyss
He made it twice, he choose not to fight
He made it twice, the ones that made him
He made it twice, what he most hated
He made it twice, fatuous rioter
Wine was a, wine was a, wine was a sedative
Wine was a, wine was a, wine was a sedative again
Wine killed regrets, a sedative again, so lies made not remorse arise again and endlessly he challenged himself to exit the cliffs
He stoped looking for references and found out the way to redemtion
Marked exes in his front and covered them with pride and thirst for blood
To redirect a world designed for disaster
To redirect a world to apocalypsis
Somehow shadows made him rise again
Somehow obliged him to respond
From his acts
He stoped looking for references and found out the way to redemtion
Marked exes in his front and covered them with pride and thirst for blood


4. THE CONSEQUENCE OF YOUR GREED

Your hand holds my hand and your look relieves my pain, oh brother
Where's the might?Our faith fades away as our lives
As our feet rooted to the ground chain our moves
We see from here that they come and leave and they come and leave....
I know you're strangled now cause of the blood from your lungs
But mother's no longer here to pay our medicine
Probably one day we'll be working for them,
Killing our brothers will just be a daily routine
Our fate is controlled by machines
Machines that create lab-made death
Deseases that allow them to reduce us to dust, erase the threat
Of a new world having its say...
We are the consequence of your greed


5. PENITENT

And now fight, fight, fight, fight our lies.
And now die, die, die, die, and smile
Penitent.
Excuse me madame could you please tell me if this road leads to hell
Or is it just the heat of the sun wich makes my wheels melt
I dont know! Stupid naïve
Dont you know?Dont you remember?
You've rode this suicidal horse a milion times before
But its not me who determines your fate
nor the distance, you're too late
Admit, my dear, you've gone too far
And stones you left have been removed...
Somehow, the seed has grown
And voices speak to you about submission, plebeyan!
And now, the pill on your tongue tastes sweet and sour
"At least it is worth it", you think.
Will yhey finally respect a man of courage who's left a life of disgrace
And proud of facing dangers,and common enemies risks his life to a nation safe
I dont know! Stupid naïve
Dont you know?Dont you remember?
You've ride this suicidal horse a milion times before
But its not me who determine your fate
nor the distance, you're too late
Admit, my dear, you've gone too far
And stones you left have been removed...


6. INTERLUDE

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7. WHAT NIGHT MEANS

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8. TERROR STARTS AT HOME

One milion errors another time
One milion sentences to digest alone at dark
Without support, without someone to rely on
How strong is someone supposed to be at just 8 years old?
Don't want to speak
Dont force me to laugh
I tried to forgive your fists, denial is what I got
All doors are closed
I had my dose:
Terror Starts At Home.
To justify the crime
Of never comprehending
Of never taking care of me
Of raping my ilusions
I'm running, im running, im running again
Another fucking life
Wasted by trying to never attain
Intentions are not good enough
I paid your breakdowns, i paid your contempt
And time was passing by
I guess you'll get what you deserve
Remorse arising, well observed
Lessons i never had
To dry my eyes
From now i'll be the one that decides
Thanks for nothing


9. OBLIVION EMBIGGENS THE WEAK

Isolated from the world light is filtering through the shutters
Drawing worms over my immobile body
And i know that it will last this is just the beginning
My brain floats on alcohol
As leaves from trees you feel lost so annoyed
Wounds of defeat amplify your pain fuel your hate
Idolized prophets
Fallen icons, lost crowns, an end.
There's no sinking ship to save
There's no confused crowd to slave
THis is the twilight of your beliefs
And ravens surrounding you tell you the same
No matter how hard you try to organize
Blah Blah
Your prophet still remains in the deepest oblivion
Like a lizard you hide from the sun from eagles from stars from the truth
Deprived of your power you're so sterile make me cry make me laugh
Now you know how to evade this emptiness inside
Cocaine for the pain /brain
And cricket on sundays.


10. THERE IS MERIT IN SURVIVING

It feels like it was ages ago.It was not.
I can still remember all those metal animals.
Those called bringers of progress
Which were created to settle down the bases of todays comfort
which were the cause of pride and vanity.
Then came the day, wood turned into reflecting surfaces, windshield wippers,
And oil stations with golden anunciatior panels
But where's the need?where's the fucking necessity?
It looks like we still don't have the right to the word.
The ancient times in wich we were owners of ourselves
Sound like fables, no one will give a damn in less than a year.
The gears of a mechanism that is waiting to feed
Its innermost part with the reminder
Tunnels were dug for us.
Torches illuminate the shadows under the surface
And it's just there, far away from plastic influence,
Where we still feel we're a part from earth
Exiled from our concience


11. THE JUDGE , THE LENDER

Is this what I heard about so many times before.
Under the eye, my fears becoming evidence
No way to stop the sweat, the trembling of my voice
This plaque lies here, your name stamped on it
Forgive my life lender
Is this what I heard about so many times before
All this pressure, all this deceit disguised
As a social based corp, people like you with the will to help.
Make your dreams come true, you projects...
Realize that I dont feel like i'm being helped
I dont really see the amability on your punishing questions
Is all this humiliating interrogation justified?
This chair wont let me go 'till my pockets completely drained.