1. PSYCHE

Φλόγα είναι η ψυχή
Σκοπός της ζωής είναι ο θάνατος

In the beginning there was only void
There was no life, no rules, no form
Suddenly created black soil
Rain of blasts, fire and heavy stones

What a wonder! Which destiny?
Wars! Blood! Sovereignty
Vague meanings shaped into fear
The only fate of this dark anomaly

Humans, the abomination of God
Your end was fixed before you breathe
Parasites, the origin of worms
Earth's tragedy is your mark on the globe

What a waste! How many years?
Pain! Death! Elimination
This is the Apocalypse. This is the script.
The only kind of self extermination

Φλόγα είναι η ψυχή
Σκοπός της ζωής είναι ο θάνατος


2. CARTESIAN EYE

When the hungry ones will carry my soul,
My hopes, my thoughts
I will be transformed to a plague
I'll create Chaos
When the golden crown
Will be turned upside down
the world will burn in flames
And ejaculate black lava

Through death, the weeping nightmares shall feed forevermore
Who dares to pull the strings of disaster
And reform as God?

I am the face of mankind,
I feed the chosen ones
Black Star ~ Empty Darkness,
This feeling reconstructs the cosmos,
The wormholes expanding around the world
The fearless consider that life can be a joke
Alas! What a blasphemy! What a parody of fools!
They don't know,
They can't know their certain ending
Around their warm throats
They'll find the divine noose

Through death, the weeping nightmares shall feed forevermore
Who dares to pull the strings of disaster
And reform as God?

Eye, I am the Eye
Eye, I'm so Divine

I am your quest of ego, a part of human form
A host of inner feelings, a parasite Lord

In silence I confess the sins and crimes
I mourn the lost everyday, everynight
Nature's call, the hunter will never fail
This is the cause, a world full of graves

I am, I am the watcher
I'm observing every quarter
I am, I am your nightmare
Bringing chaos and disaster

Eye, I am the Eye
Eye, I watch my sight
Eye, I am the Eye
Eye, I'm so Divine

I am the black of darkness; I rule this pile of shit
My faith is your disaster.
Unveil my Hell!


3. SYNASTRY OF HEARTBEATS

Upon my tongue two lovers are swirling
Twisting their flesh
The fire burns, I hear them screaming
For all their sins

Everytime I hear them cryin', I cry.
Everytime I feel them smilin', I cry.
I smell their fear, the fear of loss, their pain and the anger
It's a gordian knot, a note of evil souls, it's pure satanic

Only Death tear apart the hearts and desires
Till the end they will breathe devotion
Only Death will unmark the eternal fire
Till the end... the Synastry of Heartbeats

We share the same pulse
We are the perfect pair
In our world there is no rush
We give birth to life and despair

Into the void,
I'm walking eternally
Holding your hand
And pretending how life should be
We are falling;
We are fading like a moribund pulsar
These moments are the last ones,
This is the Synastry of Heartbeats

Upon my tongue two lovers are yearning
The eternal love
Trapped in Utopia, seeking and dreaming
Ablazed their souls
Upon my tongue two corpses are rotting
For centuries
This smell embodied my thoughts and feelings
Into my own coffin


4. PLEIADES

(Instrumental)


5. TRAUMA CULTURA

Trauma Cultura! Created by pain
Cursed by gods, a New Era Slave
Spawned by blight, designed by envy
The vultures would shatter the pure and the brave
Trauma Cultura! The city destroyed
There are no lights, there is no joy
A tribulation of mankind
Pray for a miracle, unblind all the blinds

Queerness
Fearless
Sinless
Tearless

Twisting around your strangest feelings again and again
Out of the dismal mist I sanctify my soul
Crossing the fiction of mind, I justify my life
Where devotion seems to grant no control

Trauma Cultura! Perdition and bane
We drown in impurity. We left our taint
We lost, we sailed to vastness
The predators would shatter the tyranny and sadness
Trauma Cultura! Restart and Create!
This is rebellion. Unite! Desecrate!
Trauma Cultura! Life and Death
Let's sacrifice our souls and recreate!

Queerness
Fearless
Sinless
Tearless

Twisting around your strangest feelings again and again
Out of the dismal mist I sanctify my soul
Crossing the fiction of mind, I justify my life
Where devotion seems to grant no control


6. CLARK NOVA

(Instrumental)


7. HYSTERIA

Coming and going, back and forth
Exaggerated to mania, I'm out of control,
I'm crawling over the top,
Distressed and blind, I tear apart my soul

I drew a throne with ashes and blood
I nailed on the wall the sins of mankind
Fainting spells, deafness of mind
I hear their voices corrupting my life

Screaming and yelling, rise and fall
Born into phobia, I'm dazed and alone
I'm breathing until I explode
What kind of name has this syndrome?

I pray to my shadows, I pray to your God,
But nothing is happening, is this a joke?
I am boiling in my own blood
This is a feeling you 'll never understand

Close the eyes and dive to Hysteria
Scratch the wounds, discover this area
Self abuse, assembling Hysteria
It's the sign of the human art

How many cries? How many tears?
Gruesome fate - No matter how many years

Destroyed and broken
I threw away a piece of mind
I stare and wait,
For the prey to bite the bait

Rip and yell! Enthroned to Hell
Hallucinate! Am I a slave?

Across the fiction of mind
I turned to a parasite
I'm crawling dead
To this fucking labyrinth


8. MANTLEDEATH

I feel an endless force
Inside a vortex of ignorance
A sweet feeling of morality
Hand in hand with primeval needs

Sins ~ Lies. The bloodline needs to move
Fear ~ Curse. The road has to be walked

A shape is born without a face
Without fate and conviction
A structure of will and needs
To overcome the chain of the past

Death ~ Bliss. A ribbon of unknown colors
Loss ~ Grief. Devoted to eternal sorrows

Weave the Mantledeath

I shared my body and blood
The world is fading one last time ~ Falling apart
I served the prophecy and lies
The world in falling one last time ~ Send a sign!

Shattered are the icons of thee
A disgrace of humanity
All their sins embodied in my skin
It's the year of the Anthrax

Shattered hopes and fake promises
No more prayer ~ No more sheep
Twist back their lies and needs
It's the year of Anthrax

Unblind the eyes to follow
The daylights crucified in sleep
This misery will overflow
Upon the grave of their seeds

Weave the Mantledeath


9. DOPPELGÄNGER

(Instrumental)