1. BETTER DOOM ALONE

(Instrumental)


2. PURPLE DRINK

My friend, what do you put in your drink
The taste is strange, this thing stinks
In your eyes, is so red to see
It seems you're laughing at me
Enjoying your sweet surprise
Behind your simulated lies
They say: the death is a curse
But to start a war they make worse

Lower clouds around the road
Overshadowing your pure soul
Your words turns so senseless
Making echoes to your penitence
The crying starts to get high
Maybe it's time to you try
Flying over all the holes
There's somewhere we got to go now

Maybe you can't make stop
Or decrease the time of the clock
But you'll like when she knock's at your door
She can decrease your gloom
Purple drink is shining in the backroom
You will like to smell the perfume

Your bottle is empty
Your head is full of sound
Your vision is so clean now
Deadly treasures are found
The fire is shining
Through your mad black eyes
Thirsty for suicide
All your reason is blind

Maybe you can't make stop
Or decrease the time of the clock
But you'll like when she knock's at your door
She can decrease your gloom
Purple drink is shining in the backroom
You will like to smell the perfume


3. FROM THE GRAVES OF MADNESS

From the graves of madness
Your lies come true so well
To destroy all the falsies
Make more one spell

Open the gates of vicious witchcraft
From the dark side of my head
Lost in my cosmic illusion
Searching the path

Woman, well... You lie so well
Making your christian soul hide under the cross
No more wait to destroy my last faith
Smash my eyes, show the truth again

To end my humanity
A kingdom born into the flames
I see you spreading the fire
Bleeding the hate

From the graves of madness
Your lies come true so well
To destroy all the falsies
Make more one spell

Open the gates of vicious witchcraft
From the dark side of my head
Lost in my cosmic illusion
Searching the path


4. DEVIL'S WHOREHOUSE

(Instrumental)


5. YOUR RED IN MY WHITE

Looking at you
I don't know what to do
Beauty fills my eyes
While I see you cry
I do not distinguish
Your pain from my love
Razors cut your body
Now we are one
Your dead eyes
Makes me fill you inside
And I like to see
Your red in my white

In your skin
Purple shades of love
In your face
Pleasure like a drug
Your red sweat
Dropping on my ground
Bathing sins
Of our condemned souls
And your dead eyes
Makes me fill you inside, baby
And I like to see
Your red in my white

Behind the leather and spikes
Only a bitch inside
Why you're afraid?
I thought you might like
Liquid love
Through your wounds and scars
Good night, angel!
Dead girls don't tell lies


6. THE LEFT-HANDED

The rooster crows at the cemetery
Lighting your old memories
Your blade is could like a gravestone
Cutting the flash until the bone

The blood boiling in the offering
A curse spreads across the wind
Diabolic shapes in your crawl
The serpent comes at the last call

A left-handed holds the clock
The death point is the elder knock
His fire flows like a bloody wine
Reaping the ignorance of time

"Stand up and raise your left hand!
Repeat after me, sentence by sentence the words I'm about to say:
I deny Jesus Christ - The deceiver, and I abjure the Christian faith,
Holding in contempt all of it's works (hail Satan!).
Ave Satanas! (hail Satan!)
Hail Satan!"


7. STILLBORN

Crushing visions
Of a mortal man
Soul collisions
In death's hand
Brain incisions
Of the laws of man
Crawling in venom
The stillborn remains

Through the sins of time
No more lies
Your soul sighs

Tears of blood
In desert sand
Flooded emotions
A putrid drainage
Womb's rape
A beast masquerade
Crawling in venom
The stillborn remains

Through the sins of time
No more lies
Your soul sighs


8. THE GALLOWS BEHIND THE TREE

(Instrumental)


9. PLANETS COLLIDE (ACOUSTIC CROWBAR COVER)

Swollen eyes that bleed for you
Cold steel bars I'm watching thru

You've been baptized in a lake of tears
Crucified yourself with your own fears

But you learn from what's killing you
And this time it's real
Beyond your prayers
Too numb to feel
Beyond your prayers

Deepest darkest thoughts you dream
Curing's harder than it seems
Slave to no one but your misery
Broken man lies where you used to be