1. OUR LIVES ARE GONE

The serpent is now in front of your eyes
Are you ready to taste it, and make the
Ultimate pact for the human abduction

Golden times, of glory, flushed in blood
The souls of sorrow, they’re stealing our nights Aaah……

Can I trust it?
You can always trust (it)
Should I trust it?
Why shouldn’t you?
Cause it smells like poison.

It will ruin us all, It should light our way
We’ll be drowned, You’ve promised you stayed
No more fights, you shouldn’t turn your back on
I want to feel but now
OUR LIVES ARE GONE

Sin of it
Oh

I’d rather kill myself than be part of this organization
Feed the honest, as I point it to the liars
Policy is greed disguised of morality
You have to feel it, like you’ve had two souls stuck in just one body

Golden times, of glory, lost in vain
The souls of sorrow, they’re closing our eyes Oh

Elucidation
Is what we need
Their penetration
Won’t make me bleed


2. ARE YOU REALLY A MAN?

Lack of determination
Make use of violation
Can sense of salvation
Make us be sure; do we really want?

Lack of purpose
Make use of the abuse
Can the smell of a rose
Melt things that shouldn’t be frozen

The strongest willpower
Will make it all ours
And if you’re afraid to stand
I say; Are you really a man?

Stop the annihilation
Proceed with the optimization
No need for manipulation
Make us be sure; do we really want?

Lost and deposed
Closest to be ghosted
Even the greatest rose
Couldn´t melt what’s already toasted

The strongest willpower
Will make it all ours
And if you’re afraid to stand
I say; Are you really a man?

Aaaaaaah…


3. EGO CRISIS

Sold, just, for two pieces of metal,
We don’t want anything
We just want to get it all

I’ve forgotten to mention
There’s no room for another Nation
They’ll fight us, they envy us
But no men can stop his annihilation
They‘ll) dream of
Galileia
But they will cry just for another day

That’s why
Your legs are lost
The ego crises

We won’t make it, we’ll die

So deny it. If only we defend rights
Respect. But we have sold it damn right
The things we’ve pay for

Ah
So many little things that can make us fail
Fail like family, friends and humans that
Should make us ashamed of ourselves
In spite of the power (that) money has
All the queens will have to wait

Because I’ll be strong
I won’t leave debts to anyone
You don’t have to wait

The gates of freedom
Will lock us out
The curse of guiltiness
Will steal our peace


4. OF ILLUSIONS WE WILL DIE

Oh, just the memories can save our souls
Of illusions we will die

The sense of hate has ruined our roll
Fill up the soul, as the truth becomes so poor
They won’t rise, they won’t take anymore

All the seas will dry, will go empty
There’s no rule, just, a bloody mindless waste

We’re the flame that rules the fire
But we can’t find ourselves
Between truth and lie
Of illusions we will die

Justify it

So just fight it
Believe it
Embrace it
Let’s go come on, we are all part of this great dream

The sense of hate has ruined us
Fill up the souls, as the truth becomes so poor
They won’t rise, they won’t take anymore

It all seems so right
Of illusions we will
We’ve forgotten to fight
Of illusions we will die


5. FATHERS OF THE SAME SON

Many plays are still to roll
On the judgment day of our soul
And so many things to say
Before the sinners begin to pray
For all the generations to come
Nobody will be the one
‘Cause we all are fathers
Of the same son

Fathers of the same son
The modern action
Fathers of the same son
No individualization

I’m hoping to find
Someone who fits my mind
I’m hoping to understand
Why we still call it friend


6. MIND RAPISTS

Come on and fight me
Come on and fight me
You! Fight me
You fucking cowards

Few of us man, will rectify
The majority votes
So why should I
They’ll never live
Without the fear
That someday there won’t be anyone to hear

The money corrupts, no place for the poor
They won’t come back for you, that’s for sure
They’re mind rapists
Sons of ignorance

So many years of conquests
So many wasted lives
They aren’t satisfied, they want all of you

Come on and fight us
Come on and fight us
You can’t handle the truth
You fucking corrupted

Come on!
Let them burn with their gold
Burn
Let them burn
Burn
Let them burn with their gold

Few of us men, will rectify
The majority wins
So where am I
They really want
Someone else to own
But always find themselves alone

The money is enough, stop the war
Let’s celebrate what we’re living for
Call all our brothers
Sons of freedom

We’re sons of freedom


7. DEADLY MEMORIES

Without our dreams
Without our plans
How can I stand it
If all falls apart

Without your smile
Without our memories
How can I feel?
If nothing seems real

I won’t run away
But won’t stay
I’m a wasted life, believe me, my role just has been faked.
Oh, if I could just cut it out of my head… my lonely memories.

And all the games that I play blinded?
So blinded?
Like it all was meant to be
Just you and me
Now the grave I dig it alone
Which someone will end up filling with a soul.

I’m a wasted life, believe me, my role just has been faked.
Oh, if I could just cut it out of my head… my deadly memories.


8. YOU USED TO LIKE

You used to like this way
But you’re so lost
Seeking out for pleasure
At any cost

And it leads to nothing
I am sure
There’s always somebody else
In this other world

Because I, I’ve been there to see

You used to like this way
You tell me now
Why did you change so much
And tell me how

Because I, I have lived
I have lived enough to know what I really want

Beyond great walls
We can find the true answers
Still waiting firm for
The ones that will reach it
So cancel your pride
Don’t pretend, just be you
And answer me honestly
If there weren’t things that
You used to like


9. TIMES OF WASTE

The ashes of vain hopes
Will remain in our worlds

If you have it all
How can you see us fall,
We just can’t be smart enough to know

I’m here waiting for your call
Cause you won’t make it on your own

Times of waste
They soon will be gone
The price is high
But nobody won

If you have it all
How can you see us fall,
We just can’t be smart enough to know

It just takes some time
You have to grow

Come on


10. TERMINUS

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