1. LILJA...

Instrumental

2. INSEX INFECT

Ich reiss mir die adern aus,
Mein blut, schwartz und krank
Fliesst herraus,
Im totem bett,
Fressen fliegen,
Meine geronnene,
Dunkelheit.


3. PERSPECTIVES

(... I wish to liquify myself...) Into streams of blood,
Flowing on the border of desert streets,
I wish to be a shadow,
Moved by the wind.
Observing with the eye of the night.
I wish to fluctuate without feelings, without dreams...
Through the centuries, without respect for the air,
Poisoning all the birds in the sky.
Without respect for the water,quenching these ghosts.
Without answers to the questions of these dead trees.
A forest of dead trees,
Old and rotten,
Where the smell of old...the taste of death...
Reigns supreme,
Specral landscape is all that remains of your desire of life.


4. BETON #1

On the cement streets...
...With Hate,
Under cement beds...
...Sowing Fear,
...With Hate


5. BURNING IN MY OWN DREAM OF LIFE

Grey clouds darken my mind,
Rain slows down its failing,
In a nightamre where distance and time don't exist.
Where all perfumes vanish and all colours face the grey...
Burning in my own dream of life.

Suddenly everything changes:
Grey clouds enlighten my mind,
Raindrops singing for the coming of spring,
Time running through, forgotten in happiness.
Sun rising over our thoughts...
And I turn to stone and suddenly everything changes.

Grey clouds darken my mind,
Rain slows down its failing,
In a nightamre where distance and time don't exist.
Where all perfumes vanish and all colours face the grey...
Burning in flames of unsatisfaction.

Burning in my own dream of life.
In the infinite instant of this angel's orgasm,
In the scent of her skin,
I still burn in my flesh,
My soul burns of insatiate desire...
Of something that does not exist.


6. CONSUMED SECLUSION

In a vast ocean,
In the penetrating dark of the sea,
Far from all banks,
Thousand incadescent eyes...
Spy...
And soft voices whisper from nothing.
it's water which carries me away,
That whispers to my mind, in the silence...
In the Consumed Seclusion,
In the depths...under the sea...
The answer.
And lulled in madness I sink in the cruel ocean,
Drownng in the embrace of starving darkness,
In a dream of immortality...
Which dissipates...
All vanish under the hollow shadow of death,
And the music as bride, in the memories' room...
Near the factories...
Of a new life.


7. BETON #2

Instrumental


8. KILL ME

(...My Art is the Engraved Heart of God...)
Look at the eyes of satan,
Inner need of recoil...
Recoil and stagnate in your terror.
Noise!
Drill through my ears...
Suffocate me in plsatic.
Cloack on its fall,
Now it lies upon our beds.
So we can now shine as stars,
Yet so small.
Pure and fragile.
Daylight fails to recognise the way we shine,
Cause common people shut their eyes to the approaching nowhere...
Darkness gift.
Hear the breath of silence...
Adore.
It's your crying, the despair you hide.

Noise!
Drill through my ears...
You see Nothing
Cause you're just waiting...
Another day mask.
Hi-speed bulk.
Suppress me in Hate.

Noise!
Carve my lace in the dust...
Crust blood on my weapon...
Hands always cold...
Pulsation in a spectrum...
Monitor me this way...
Crystallize ear-breaking peaks...
Shape my sorrow through cuts...
Write the new bible on this body...
Until no god would rise...
Until you see no god exist...
No one will save...
No one will stop you...
It's too late, it's too late...
It's gone...it's dead...
You killed... You killed... Me!!!


9. MARCHIN'OFF...

Silence comes quivering in a torrid heart...
Beasts march off walking slowly in a path of unconsciousness
And the heart slackens down its beating
To heed that whistle in the air,
As all fades away...
Dramatic tone...
Return to hell...
A tale of impassible cold...
Where the city remains a distant memory.
They remain a memory, the infinite dance...
Passions, and the body dispelled among stars...
In the notes of the past.
And here are the beasts again,
On the way back home coming out of nowhere...
Always existed in their shapes...
In their pain...


10. VACUUM ERA GELID ATMOSPHERE

Instrumental

Ghost Track: COCAINE

Delicate is the passage between this crowd...
And the thril I'm in when you are there, just to drug me.
All moves to one,
Colours desecrate the vision,
Leave only dust and smoke.
Is fire the end for all of us?
The crowd is here no more.
What do I need now all is gone?
...Art is my word
...Creation is life
...And I'm drawing again
...This Crowd
...I hate
...Cause I can't be part of it.

Found!
Now you're safe.
Is this the way diamonds shine?
No rays lie in fog...
All their crying are killing me...
Children...tears won't save'em from their fears.
And I stare,
And I feel cold,
Sleep'til next stop,
Please, save us all!
Demons out,
Hunting cryiers,
Lead us back home...
Stars can't shine here....