1. WICKED GOD

I'm the Temptation you can't resist
I'm everywhere hidden by mist
I'm mysterious, obscure
For me there is no cure
I'm the questions you're afraid to ask
I'm the answers you're refuse to listen
I'm the one who lives in your mind
I will be your best friend in a short time

My Sweet Angel,
So pure, so innocent
I am your only Fantasy
I'm your yearned Ecstasy
I'm the voice that calls you
I'm the one who comes for you
I'm the demon that once
You feared and now desire
You're only thought
Your heart is on Fire

I'm A Wicked God
Eternal, I can't die
You all fight in vain
This world is my domain

Just Surrender To My Charms
And In Rapture You'll born again
In a Reality Beyond Your Wildest dreams
You will relish the sweet taste of sin

Fallen Angel
Fallen from Grace
The Expression of Horror
Marked in your Face
Your screams of pain
Are all in vain
I laugh out high
As your innocence is erased

No one can face me
It's a War you can't win
In the new millennium I am Reborn
I am sin deified by mankind

I'm the Unholy paradise
Where God is deicide
I'm the immortal parasite
Through life and death side by side
You're souls are mine
Our destinies are entwined
I'm Your Master
You're my slaves
Weaklings
Forever in pain


2. DEFORMED

Abortions, Monsters
Rejected By the World
A Joke To "Humans"
Seen As Mistakes
Pity The Word
Spoken By The World
Beyond Corruption
The Beautiful Ones
Innocence is a virtue
Humanity has long lost
In the search for absolute knowledge
But What Will be its cost?

In The Near Future
They'll be Men Made
In The name Of Evolution
Born To a Life Of Torture
Product of a Twisted Mind
The Spawning of a new Kind

Deep Inside in an abyssal Darkness
Is That Place Inside Our Minds
A place where nothing enters
Where All Beauty Dies
Intellect, Mind, Soul
The essence of humanity
Evil, The uniqueness Of Men

Their Body, a prison of flesh
Their Brain, a lifeless realm of thoughts
The Soul remains pure
Absent of evil

The "Inhuman" ones are the pure
The "Inhuman" ones are divine
We are The Privileged
We are The Intelligent
We are The Monsters
The Deformed Kind


3. CANNIBALISTIC

A thirst that cannot be quenched
An Hunger that cannot be appeased
A sweet smell that tortures our souls
The forbidden appetite, Foul!!

The sight of it makes our eyes shine
Our mouths slaver
Our minds blind
Is this the nature of our kind?

Forever we want more
Together we laugh with joy
No one can deprives of this thrill
Because no one can resist its appeal

The blood, the flesh
Ripped and torn still fresh
The grand celebration
Of the ritual death

A feast of sickness
Morbid, cannibalistic
Bloodlust
Our greatest weakness

An exquisite taste
The need for gore
In the Land of lore
The question "why?" is forever ignored!

Enslaved but the beast inside
Were god's toys, Satan's Joy
From the beginning to our time
Leading us to the end of our kind

Men is the Hunter
Men is the prey
Men is the ravenous
Men is the food
Cannibals!!