Amentia (BLR) : Incurable Disease

Technical Death / Belarus
(2011 - More Hate Productions)
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1. INTRO / MY PAIN

(Instrumental)


2. SELLING HOPE

When they the end in your eyes,
They'll offer you help and humanity
As they can sell it at a profit
As they can make money from you sorrow

It they over master your mind
You'll give the rest by yourself
They'll create a zombie from you
They have a lot of such – such as you

They sell you hope
For well – being

But you get anything
You'll only give away

They'll take everything you have
And you'll give it without hesitation

Because you are a moron
You are a fool

Hope "overshadowed" your mind
They've promised you heaven

All problems you can avoid-
Pay now and then you'll be in paradise


3. LEGAL VIOLENCE

You live and think that you
Are free and independent,
It's just an illusion
You are like a sheep and you are being ruled

Each is under
You may live and make mistakes
But only according to the norms
And you can't do anything more

That's inverted by those
Who are above all
And every higher man
Is a master of somebody's lot

And they like to judge and play
His difficult but interesting game
People's lives are just toys in their hands

Every ruler has to take
Сare of people that seems to be his

And any ruler will use power
To destroy those who are out of favor

He will create such norms
Whish will make slaves from everyone

Only the "small – minded" will stay
Who are ready to lick his ass
And others will be sent to hell


4. WEAKNESS MAKES ONE CRUEL

Hatred is his inner world,
And being sober – minded,
He can't let out,
The beast that east him from inside
And if ones put in the key the right keyhole
You'll see the truth
That hides within his soul
It cries 'hill a man or die'
He is reserved and nobody knows,
What's on his mind,
Distrait from reality –
The beast will show up
It rules master's body
It speaks in his voice
Death and destruction are spread with hands
It's reborn and becomes the machine for death
Aggression should be allowed to let go
From the depth of consciousness
He was abased in childhood
And wasn't recognized by anyone at all
To prove himself and others
That he surpasses the world
His hatred
Is just – the vengeance for himself
He blames others, he sentences them to death,
Perverting in the ways of torments
And this is not for entertainment,
But for quenching the intense ache inside of him,
As amorality tortures him and he has no courage
To admit himself mad
And he won't surrender to the alive


5. THOUGHTS KILL

A lost is looking for support
And don't know what ill happen,
When he flies into a passion and 'outlay'
Of unexciting treatment
You visit a psychologist,
You are looking for help,
But maybe you cheat yourself
It helps somebody but many are killed,
Dannie is growing and growing,
It conquers brains, it brings itself
And feed itself
Arrogance leads to 'lethal trammels.'
It'll spoil the life, bout the end won't come
You'll think,
That everybody wants you,
To kill and abase, to cheat or to offend
The mystery of confession is at disposal of society
They learn your secrets and you'll stop to exist

There is no a mystery that will be unknown
And thoughts will torture you forever

Everyone looks at you with disdain,
And you hurt yourself again
You feel the incertitude
You'll never get rid of it

You'll think that everybody wants you,
To kill and abase to cheat or offend
If you want to share, everyone will found out
Thoughts kill


6. FEAR

Fear always protrudes itself,
As your face shows when you fear,
There's no strength to defeat it
And struggle with it

Change something in your lot
And stop to apprehend
And then you will
Enjoy your life

Don't show false happiness and kef,
Which just will blur your mind,
Not solve your problems,
But you may stay the same or 'escape'.

And if you don't stop
You will believe yourself
That can become the lord or you will purge
The blame for the mankind line god

They'll tell you are an enjoy
Have to sacrifice yourself
To save the mankind – and they'll
Just make a fortune

They sin and get pleasure but
Your countdown has started
The countdown of years
For which you'll the 'behest'

You'll become pure maybe,
Sometime at heaven
But on the earth you're just
An executer of someone's partialities


7. BEAUTY IS EMPLEMENT OF MURDER

When you saw this pretty face
It's easy to get mad
She'll beckon you
And you are ready to obey
You'll adore her
In spite of the blackness
That's deep in her soul
But which like

She'll beckon you and won't let go
She'll make you caress her
Her body and her speech will make you crazy
But she does it just to possess you

That's all the mask of the beast
Whish is her real master
At passion spree she'll tie you up
She'll take her knife and start to cut you
Long, tediously, tenderly

As she gets kef from it
And when you understand her essence
It will be late to change your life
You are just slave at her

The only thing you may do
Is to trots and nothing more
When she saw fear in your eyes
And hear your first scream

This "goddess" will be more aroused
And you can nothing do
She'll chop you up
And will enjoy your screams for long


8. HE PROCLAMATED HIMSELF GOD

He'd got pleasure from life
Before he fasted temptation

Everything was fine
Until the moment
He met a cunt
Who gave herself to him

He has decided that she shouldn't live and be abased
Being kind – hearted he raped and suffocated –
He cleaned the world

He saw her gasping and dying
He blamed himself at first
And he was a slave of crime temptation

But when he killed a second
He learnt to get pleasure
He met these n "bitches " offer
Sending them to paradise

He killed one by one
And felt passion
He didn't want afraid
To sin

He has decided that she shouldn't live and be abased
Being kind – hearted he raped
And suffocate – he cleaned the world

He saw her gasping and dying
He blame himself at first,
And then praised to shies


9. INCURABLE DISEASE

When you don't know where to hide from the pain
When you don't have medicine to cure disease,
Which caught and eat you from inside,
You have to find strength to decide that it's not useless,

And fight against disease
You live with for many years
You don't think that it may be will you-
With somebody else but only not you

And you just stop
To cure the illness
As it can't be cured anyway
And you will suffer eternity – like a freak

Others will make money from it
It seems like they get kef,
That you do not exist
They'll give you medicines
That only make you harm
That calm you, put you
On legs but only for short
And soon new problems
And there is no way to solve them
You'll hear, believe and be deceived
You hang, hang like on gallous

And only death can take you off
So you have to live your last days in this wаy,

But the only question
I have is how long
You'll be able to live

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