1. THE EDIFICE CRASHES

(Instrumental)


2. THE FIRST MANIFESTO

Burn us down - we shall rise from the ashes
Our ancestors - for aeons they stand
The newly-born - so weak, so crippled
So proud and destined to fall

Behold! How the edifice crashes
As if burdened, tired we bend
Let them think so, that we feel belittled
'Till we obey our ancient call

For those who bend, curious they do so
And age is not why we're covered with moss
Cracks and vines, sages scarred and wrinkled
Fearsome and wise

The newly-born, brainless and odious
Their lineage is none, in void they are born
Their makers see powers in numbers
Soon there'll be none at all


3. FULLY OSSIFIED

Progressive ossification
Existence trapped in stone
Dreadful calcification
Flexibility gone

Stiffening joints
When you choose
The position to remain in
Forever

Then a moment comes
When you find
There is nothing left
To choose

Progressive ossification
Of life and limb


4. DARKNESS IN WAVES

Steel and glass, humanity gravesite
In the dark, we shall rise
A forbidden zone, we stand alone
All-sweeping eyes and
A spear into their hearts

A palace of glass, abomination of soul
Darkness in waves of many shades
Plate-glass is melting, your reign now ending

A transparent window, in my plastered wall
Daemons with eyes of so many lives
Running away, from their own tales
Corporate bullshit, always the same
We crush them

A palace of silver

The trust is unreal, chaos-control
Souls fed by lies from ensconced minds
In your mind's eyes: a crown
On kings' heads and on broken swords

A palace of gold

Regain what is ours, with each passing hour!


5. VILE ANGELS

Mute screams of pain, angels depart
Morbid gods with selfish thoughts
Centuries of immortality are reopened
Our final mission comes to an end

Vile angels
Darkness falls back to the Earth
Vile angels
Human corpses no longer weakened
Vile angels
Files obsolete, their rule annihilated

Blessed with venom and spite
Daemonic chapels, steel and glass caskets
The head, with a mind of greed
Vile angels rule this world no more

Vile angels
Darkness falls back to the Earth
Vile angels
Human corpses no longer weakened
Vile angels
Files obsolete, their rule annihilated

Our bloodstained swords
Vile angels, no glory in their eyes
Legions of greed, their heads caved-in
And time, which has come...
Now!


6. SNAPSHOT

Motion of bodies
Tied in clusters
Flow of thoughts above and inside
Concrete
Torrents of hours, night and day
Down to dusk

Glimpses of genius
Hours of fear
Decades of embarrassment

From 9 AM to
And this time it's
"You know, I really..."
Too late, too fast, to soon

Ideas of no shape
Still, inborn, beautiful
Conceived yet unfinished
Theoretically perfect

This is our time
Endless but suprisingly
Finite


7. FUTURE IMPERFECT

Corroded cast-iron
Oxidized frames
Overcrowded hallways
Futureless, in pain

Returned to raw state
Replaced with past
Remoulded masses
Redone - Depart

Disfigured frameworks
Dust-covered tiles
Demolished inside
Decaying in time

Exacerbate!
Eliminate!
Evaporate!
Eradicate!

Staircases, featureless
Cast, shapeless
Hopless
Cases!


8. ARCHITECTURAL ANTIQUITY LIES DORMANT

Incomprehensible shapes
Among ancient abodes
Incongruous and abhorred
They rise, their tiles like thorns

Inconvenient sheds
Alone aflame and gone
Dilapidated, torn
They fall, their tenants - worms

Their charred poles and beams
Earth and air they feed
Crushed under newborn bodies
Of abominations

Gaining strength in rot
With centuries worth of soul
Gaining strength in dirt
They incubate in filth

Gaining will in rot
Dissolved but kep unharmed
Gaining will in dirt
They wait embraced by earth

Cubic shapes and plate-glass doors
Fake gargoyles and countless stores
Bold and proud they grow distended
The waiting wrath just grows offended


9. SUBTERRANEAN PROCESS OF REBIRTH

Deeper down, deep hollow sound
Dimention of non-existence
Reduced to debris, pathetic and sick
The remnants of memories distant

Demolished or burn
Or otherwise
Obliterated
Once kept intact
Cherished, tended

With burden of grief
Or tendency
To stay complete
Once brought to life
They linger

By force of reversed entropy
United by ancient memory
Dissolved pieces stay conscious
Of themselves and of revenge

Subterranean tunnels
In darkness enshrouded
Dense and moist and fertile
Refuse to hold things vile

The soil whose sons and daughters
They once were
Lends them her eternal hand
Bodes them to rise again

The everlasting eye
Slowly opens


10. INDEX: A. ABSURDITY

Your safety ensured
In 5-year gaps
When you are spoken to
Condensed trite
Paper piles up

Be careful with flames

The index, absurdities:
Be careful with liquids
Avoid spills
Electricity, bacteria, dusy
Death
Last but not least
Due compensation


11. NOTHING

Accident, disability, death
In a well-defined, classified set
If in doubt, inquire
Then wait
Go to court
Sue them
Then pay

Safe and sound
All around
Paper in piles

Eventually

You shall be smothered and crushed