1. THE SURFACE

This is the sound of human waste.
Worshiping the new leaders of destruction
Spilling blood... No more: Pain nor hope.
We don't care, the end is near
It's falling down.
This is life, this is pain. This is real, this is hell

This path leads us nowhere yet we keep following
This path leads us to what we always have feared
This path leads us to this world's fatal destiny
This is the path that'll end it all by tomorrow
The sound of human waste

Can't you hear the voices of a thousand victim:
The new world order makes no compromise
Spilling blood... No more: Pain nor hope
We don't care. The end is near. It's falling down.
Breeding murder.


2. SOCIETY'S DISPOSABLE SON

The air is humid and the floor's cold.
Prisoner. Crime unknown. Prisoner.
Awaiting my sentence.
Society's disposable son. Outcast. Grown apart.
Institutionalized since day one.
Society's unwanted son.

Raised by emotionless TV screen, this is everyone's crime
Go ahead pull the trigger if this is how you want it
Anywhere but here is where I want to be right now
I am the reflection of your mad world and system
Anywhere but here is where I want to be right now
Go ahead pull the trigger on your own creation
When I'll leave, I'll watch you right in the eyes

Society's disposable son. Outcast.
Grown apart. The air is humid and the floor is cold.
Prisoner. Crime unknown. Sentenced,
Leaving with my eyes wide open


3. THE SYSTEM'S FAILURE

Wasting our lives digging our own grave. Greed lust…
The plot is simple and we shall be ending it.
You find your power in our weaknesses.
Essential just as pigs for butchers.
Wasting our lives digging our own graves.
The system failed and we're here to prove it now.
We are the failure.
The system's failure. Don't try to save us.
We'll do this by our own.
This is our legacy, unachieved destiny.


4. COMFORTING PREJUDICE

Xenophobe visionary,
Spare me from your missionary speech
Nothing but hate for your kind
Your life spent on converting the flock
Why should I have tolerance
When this word means nothing to you
And your books, holy books?

"Love and compassion" seems long forgotten
When it comes to your missionary act
Fatal anachronism that will tear your all down
Does rotting scare you that much?

Comforting thought of thinking all the same
Is it going to make this all real?
Comforting thought of thinking all the same
Live for yourself your spiritual life
Does rotting scare you that much?

Imposing your reflection
So narrow understanding
Your beliefs are yours to keep
Does rotting scare you that much?


5. NEVERMORE

Face down. Obey to who is ordering : God and master.
Each one of us has someone to please
Work more, faster, the show, it must go on.
Work more, spend more,
Happiness is one purchase away
We live our lives like if our condition would be just a phase
In wait of some kind of recognition that will surely not come

As for me, I had enough
From now on, never more
Work more, buy more, spend more, then rot in peace
Work more, buy more

Happiness is one purchase away
Vicious circle, I put an end to this vicious circle
Will this persecution end only once I'm dead ?
And so we'll live in blood sweat and tars : no love no hate
And so we'll die : bound to happen

I won't die the same
Conscious
Happiness can't be bought
No respect can be found in a system
Based on our craze for the superfluous
Happiness can't be bought.
No respect can be found in a system based on
Our craze for the superfluous.
Happiness can't be bought.
Dignity is coming back as I swear to myself now :
From now on, never more.


6. THE STENCH OF MISERY

Desperate times. Despair pushed us on our…
Desperate times. Despair pushed us on our knees.
Bow down one too many times. Rising.
Dead is our will to change this world.
Skin infected with the stench of misery.
Wipe the dirt from your face.
Stand tall: rise to your feet. Fight for what's left.
Honour: it's not a word it's you and me.
Stay strong: this war is real as your pain is.
Stand tall: rise to your feet. Fight for what's left. What's left…


7. UNTITLED

(Instrumental)


8. COMFORTING PREJUDICE

Xenophobe visionary,
Spare me from your missionary speech
Nothing but hate for your kind
Your life spent on converting the flock
Why should I have tolerance
When this word means nothing to you
And your books, holy books?

"Love and compassion" seems long forgotten
When it comes to your missionary act
Fatal anachronism that will tear your all down
Does rotting scare you that much?

Comforting thought of thinking all the same
Is it going to make this all real?
Comforting thought of thinking all the same
Live for yourself your spiritual life
Does rotting scare you that much?

Imposing your reflection
So narrow understanding
Your beliefs are yours to keep
Does rotting scare you that much?