1. MEMORIES

Only ... Sounds & noises
Only ... Image fragments are left
Everything is blurred, obscure

Having the feeling of precisely remembering words

Burnt pictures
Broken toys

Having the feeling of precisely remembering gestures
While time has distorted everything

Innocence and purity
Will stop someday
Sweet childhood and ignorance
Will stop someday

Only sounds and noises
Only image fragments are left
Everything is blurred, obscure

The first human being who loved you
The first caresses you received

Burnt pictures
Broken toys

Faces fade away
Emotions fade away
The child in my head still cries
No reasons for him to die

Your first steps into reality
Your first sleeps in the dark

The first caresses you received


2. UNDEFINED

Within the shadows and the rotten ruins
He looks for the key of a mystery
lurking in a sanctuary
Built in bewitching doubt and fear

Don?t look
Below the light
You will fall

He searches in the mist
When dusk?s glows fade away
Clouds entwine in a macabre waltz
Wallowing in depravity
Light's particles vanish in gloom

The way is shut

Your thoughts, your dreams
Deflect you from the way to plenitude

Searching for an answer that doesn?t exist
Losing yourself into infinity

Your thoughts, your dreams
The look cast in these irises
A brushing at electrical contact
Scatter the voices of reason

The foundations of our world are collapsing
Wretched tragedy among so many others
In this great eternal circle
Where everything dies someday and is reborn

No more colors, no more illusions
Corrupted mires of anger and nightmare
No more senses no more thrill
Push me off the edge of the cliff

Can you feel the cold ?
Can you feel the emptiness ?
Worms and leeches are consuming this decayed soul

So if you look
Below the light
You will fall


3. A WAY TO EMPTINESS

What if everything we've done in our whole life,
What if every word we've said in our whole existence,
Everything we thought and every thoughts we had,
What if everything has been done uselessly

Nobody knows the goal of our world
This veil of weird and short-lived things
Nobody knows the path to find
It's only a way to choose
Nobody knows the goal of our world
This veil of weird and short-lived things

Unknown is the meaning of life
Disturbed are our ideas about it
Unknown is the meaning of life
Only at the end we will find it

Nobody knows the path to find
It's only a way to choose
Nobody knows... the goal of our world
This veil of weird and short-lived things

Insane (insane), human (human)
Mad slave of life
Too coward to live
And unable to kill yourself
Your birth is your timer
Your death is the end of the run

Unknown is the meaning of life
Disturbed are our ideas about it
Unknown is the meaning of life
Only at the end we will find it

This is the way to emptiness


4. FRUSTRATION

Engulfed by an overflow of emotions
Causing obsessive torments
In one's head

It's as if a swirling nightmare
Slowly makes you bleed white
Torn between a desire to express
Frustration
And preserving an inner sanctum
Well-kept secrets make you endure
Frustration
Sufferings holding you back from reality

Visions and projections
Fuelling desire, anger and
Frustration

Words and thoughts need to flow and burn out.
As we try to keep them deep inside.

Divided consciousness being mind-raped, mutilated
Emotions abused as if they were touchable
Objectified like garbage to waste

Torn between a desire to express
Frustration
And preserving an inner sanctum
Well-kept secrets make you endure
Frustration
Sufferings holding you back from reality

Confusion reigns
Paralysing all senses
A mistreated soul
Damned to regret

This uncraved sickness
External injected paranoia
Is hitting the heart to death
Torturing you in agony


5. INFUSED OR INNATE

Have the elements of this abominable cruelty
Been the same since the birth of humanity

Could we put this on the account of fatality
If it's oblivious to keep on having the slightest hope
Science has shown so much, but forgot to explain
The difference between what's infused and innate

Built in the genes
Composing our cells
This natural selfishness
Which makes us criminals

The credulous child will drink every word of the elder
And become in his time an execution machine
The complex system that constitutes our brain cells
Is nothing more than a bunch of codes and cults

Humans are too old to remember on their own
Too stupid to think for themselves

Built in the genes
Composing our cells
This natural selfishness
Which makes us criminals

Be proud
Be bound
I can
swear you
Be proud
Be bound
I swear you
That's innate


6. EPHEMERAL EMBRACE

Ephemeral embrace of joy and bitterness
Shivering bodies entwining under the wave of time
Lonely souls in front of the unthinkable
Forced to accept the unacceptable

Tears of anger and sadness
Crash on the floor with a thud

Ephemeral embrace against the growing void
A moment of warmth under a grinding sky of black steel
The flown away laughter makes room for the silence
Poisoned parasites in an immaculate Eden

Ephemeral embrace, light in the dark
Shelter of a moment in the cold void

Beyond time and reality
One against the other, in a single breath...

Everything flies away