1. THE PSYCHO PATH

Burning deep inside me, a passion so intense
Exploring sweet sorts of pain to their most extreme forms
Unquenchable thirst of suffering
Lustfulness groes as I try to satisfy
A powerful thrill of malevolent desires
Prevails over me and my reason
Made me kill without the slightest compunction
River of insanity flowing through the desert of dreams...
When I close my eyes, my memories breed phantasm...
I've experienced so much banned pleasures
Like staring at your eyes while you die
The instant before they were ebullient
Then while the knife digs its way up to the heart
Your eyes become empty
Lifeless and absent
I've savored the least moments...
(I'm reborn each time...)

Life begins where once was void
Now I feel free
In the black blood of my crimes
I will be christed...
Delusive world irreversibly addicted
It's the only thing that brings warmth within me
Evil seeds have gernimated into
The fertile soil of human dreams...
Who has dehumanized my conception of the world?
Why has this happened? I've just done what you've showed to me
Pain is my companion, sharing all that I've learned from her
It's my way of telling the world that I exist...
Love is a word unknown to me
Can I give what I've never received?
Alone I try to understant
But it's too late now, my hands are red...


2. FEEDING ON HUMAN FLESH

Served carbonized
Dissected bodies
What a cannibal's feast on rotting meat?
Take your pieces...

Munching the guts of restless corpes
Drinking the pus flowing from the chest

Putrefied, the melting organs
Digging up corpse to consume their flesh

While eating a pulse was fejt
Consuming living
Sucking enzymes from eyeballs
How gory can you get?
The smell of putrefaction
Goes straight to my cells
Crunching on bones
These are remains

Of what used to be...
Feeding on human flesh


3. BEHIND THE VEIL

All is illusion, mu lucid vision
Of what's tangible, senses are deceitful
Lift the veil from it's shapeless world
To reveal the essence of our existence
Misconceive, conception of reality...
Behind the veil, a secret lie
The legs of comprehension
Giving access to the doors of perception
Step across the threshold
Of the temple of knowledge

Mental forces, set free...
As I discover... purity...
Inner transformation
Of the foundations of my being
Constructed with wisdom
The domain of harmony
But hom many of you befouled their soul through their body?
The way is long to perfection
I shall not faller
Beware of ignorance
Which is the mother
Of murderous madness and aberration...
New found state of mind has brought me to understand
That good and evil exist in symbiosis
The one means nothing without the other...

(So why do they want to destroy each other?)
To both you have to serve the god you pray to
Why should I be servant when I can be the master?
Not focusing on these pseudo-deities
Spiritually centered on humanity
Eden on earth if we live together
Not self regard and egotistical
Love, respect, humanity
My form of philosophy
I am........ omnipotent

(Awake the god inside of you)


4. THE MASK OF LUNACY

Fragmentation of the personality
Diffraction of the concious self
A myriad of deviant identities
Resides in my being, denatured chrysalis

Living like a puppet, who's pulling the strings?
Impermanent state of lucidity
Spiritual eclipse comes to its zenith
No, not again, psychotic failure

The mask of linacy... I put on...

Primitive instinct inhibited mt throughts
If you're found here tonight, you'll be found here tomorrow
Dead...
Killing to appease I've retreived my peace of mind
(But for how long)
Rising from oblivion, feeling strange sensations
Images blind my vision, two hands, a cry, a neck
Is this reality or just my fantasy?
But what is all this blood doing on my hands?

NO...


5. NOTHING JUST A DREAM

It starts as a mist, sinusous, hypnotic
Slowly taking a human form
It ends as a woman

Her eyes paralyze me
I cannot move
Suddenly she's close
Is this a dream?

Fluttering softly above
A presence of scent
And movement slowly and fast
Warm breath and murmured words... merge...

Something about the night
Eternal darkness and a gift
The spiraling blackness
Veiled in shifting white mist


6. DAY OF MOURNING

Banshee has sung her funeral lament
Why didn't I hear her cold voice?

Taken away, on death's wing
Your soul has left the confinments of human illusion

Unforeseen, death's elusive ways...
The sun has risen on this day of mouning

Time seems to stop, emotions are all on the edge
Sharing the sorrow, tribute to the missing

Like a ray of light he was peircing
Through the darkened sky
The look in his eyes, how can I forget?
Mirror of the anima...

Why? Why did you die?

What remains of you, engraved in my heart
Undying memories, imbued with your thoughts

(The empire is forged to create, we'll meet again....)