1. THE PLAGUE I WITNESS

My escape from the prison was a result of repeat
Outsmart them was enough information not too much
This plan was meant to be blessed by good fortune
My escape from the prison was a result of repeat

I spare my blood with blood they pay my inner self is great
I drink this wine the slaves will serve, pleasure this time is mine
I spread my plan with war and hate this prison my mistake
I kill and drink the wine they serve, these prison rats will pay

The lights are on
None moves across the building
Garbage cans
The gods they trust
I, my own mentor

Crown
Hear our wrath
Now that the days will come to hunt you
Down
You shall remain
You shall believe in rottenness and grey

I live my life the rules I hate my past is now erased
I kill and hunt the slaves of law, violence this time is mine
I spread the freedom it must be heard no dead people by mistake
I kill and drink their blood they have, these prison rats will pay

Heaven I reached
No one trust their sermons
Sinful lies
Prisons they create
We, our own saviors


2. UR-NAMMU

My words will trigger wars
These rules I will define
In the puzzle of society
The weak shall act and fight

My soul is charging
Walls I build they are destroyed

Beyond the war I see the chaos
Within my empty eyes their fears
Deny beliefs and orders

Kneel deep and hear the sirens' song
It's time to release the sand king
You 're following the master

Eyes fixed to the enemy


3. I, THE DEAMON

I sense the forces from within
I smell remains of fear
To be and outcast is the end
We always stay near

I pray to Gods that dont exist
I shall believe and hear
To be and outcast is the end
We live and fear the fear

I am an outcast , at least I'm free to speak
True words I'll cross my heart
We are the weaks

I spare my oath
Obedience
Eye for an eye
Death shall rise

I pray to Gods that dont exist
I shall believe and hear
To be outcast is killing us
We live and fear the fear

They burnt my childhood
I the deamon I
Revenge I'm
Future and past

They casted emptiness
I the deamon I
Revenge I am
What lasts


4. 48 CALLS

Into the cosmos I walk peering past
Stained by the words that will not even last
At times when dark used to prevail and still
I seek my forgiveness when life turns to dust

The sheep is told to obey I ignore the rules
The prisons I create I spit and burn your gods
In helpless prayers the words are spent and So
Give up the promises your god is dead and gone

I serve the god of innerself
This soul must last in eternity
I sense deceit ,my scepticism
Search dispute their sermons

I saw his angels were following stars
Ordering chaos lead to final thrust)

The keys, he whispered
Through the daylight
Oh you the second of the first
As we die we see your truth
Of the forty eight calls