1. PANDEMONIUM PRAYERS

Bestowing formless spectacles
All bridges collapsing behind
Greedy gaps for none existent oxygen
Through organs of lifeless ashes

A pathway to perfection
Embracing the own shadow self
Dwelling on a smoking threshold
As clear as Pandemonium - itself

The ghastly wormhole opens
Where moulding bones are breathing dust
Hungering for the breathless final rest
Beds of bloodied feathers approaching

Less than imperfect courage
Shall utterly annihilate your soul
A trail to mirror reflections
As visual a judgement - awaiting

Black liquid drips from the sky
For each demon exorcised
A million given life

Silent circles arise
Dead eyes in the night
Wordless pale pride

The formless wormhole closing
All bridges collapsed in the past
Reaching the breathless final slumber
Where bones are breathing dust

Less than imperfect courage
Shall utterly annihilate your soul
A window to subterranean madness
Shivering across the threshold
Praying - Dwelling


2. LUNATIC OF GODS CREATION

Servants of death, enchanter of pain
From the land of no return, you'll kill again
Smear the blood on naked corpse
Manson.

Lunatic of God's creation
No resist
Hear the voices of devastation

There is darkness in his eyes
And you won't see it, before you die
Feel the knife of the Lord Divine's
Creation.

Lunatic of God's creation
No resist
Hear the voices of devastation


3. TOUCH OF THE SCYTHE

It's always time!
Feel the touch of the scythe
He breathes in your soul
The body yields and life runs out
Eyes no longer see

All in due time
He comes for you
It's always time
His gaze is fixed
Caress of death
Feel the touch of the scythe
The wolves have leapt your fences
Your pearly gates rammed down
No courtyard save from him
It's always fucking time

Time after time
Hell comes for you
Life forgotten
Stench of the grave
Embrace of death
Caressed by the touch of the scythe
Time has come for punishment
To reap what you sowed
Bony finger point your way
Coffin lid is closed
The swamp of life infested
The son of rot corrupts
On this endless downward spiral
The great below welcomes all
It's always time...