1. DEPARTURE FROM EXISTANCE

I watched their faces turning pale
while I heard they pray lies upon crucifixion
Just stood there watching numb
gently shiver with the wind at the gallows
Their skin was getting blue
and all the blood was losing warmth
Sixteen shadows moving on the walls
empty eyes staring to the night...

I kept on watching while their bodies kept on hanging
suddenly driven furious to a black hallucination
...and when I woke up,I had been passed out for hours
in a cold sweat there it was,like a stench of malaria...

Then with a speed of light,it went through through me
the genius and horror
It blew with pulse like raging thunder
I was all existance,more than a god...

Don´t know was it the jungle heat
a deeper conflict of hellbound experience
All I saw was bloodred fever
impossible to describe that divine state

Shivering,yet with calm glance in my eyes
with blood upon my hands

Their skin was cold
and life escaped away
Sixteen shadows not moving at all
only haunting voices

I felt my face turn pale
as I went down with the noose
Just hanged there in darkness
shivering with the wind at the gallows


2. PANTHEON IN THE NIGHTSKY

Scatter the ashes
let these wings be broken!
Into obscurity of unknown
like darkness in the nightsky
Far beyond horizon
fail to see the sun
There was no life
ever here

I remember it as a mourning scene
the Art of Damnation
Reflections from black shining mirrors
dying soul veiled in funeral grievance

Shadowed to live this dream of pain
devoured by darkness
Soaring across the nightskies
and through the meadows of sorrow

The scythe of death
wield upon my flesh
Withering figure witnessing demise

Soon I will leave this mortal coil
empty corpse to be buried by eternity

Soaring across the nightskies
and through the meadows of sorrow

At the moment of souls departure
mortal existance left behind
Depressive visions fill me
as I pass to the other side

Far beyond horizon
failed to see the sun
There was no life
ever here
A journey to the great unknown
To the cold void of oblivion


3. MONUMENTS OF HOLOCAUST

Still many times
though years have passed since Holocaust
Wind brings the smell of burning cadavers

Deceaced existance
screaming wraiths from the past
Singing dead odes of funeral

Death had New Meaning
higher principle and order
A monument of tombs for aeons to remember

The reign of hatred
from the gruesome force
and the great manifest from decades of doom

Can you hear their hearts beating hollow?
withering beneath the surface to the sound of distant cries
Can you feel it in the night,the echoes from the chambers?
suffocated souls fading and slowly passing by

Pestilent decay,carnage,violence and execution
stone cold and silent bodies waiting for the crematory

In the name of superior race
domination of a new monarchy
All of them must be destroyed
all of them poisoned with Zyklon-B

Can you imagine them walking to the cells of death?
hand in hand in fear,to be cleansed from life
Diabolical sight,will be rise of glorious empire
a vast graveyard of slaughtered millions
...slain without mercy

Can you hear the drops of blood falling to the bloodwet ground?
can you hear the horrid voices from the burial tombs?
Can you hear them crying in the dead black distance?
and then disappear like dust to the winds

Can you feel it in the night,the echoes from the chambers?
suffocated souls fading and slowly passing by...


4. POSSESED AND BOUND TO SUFFER

Sweet dreams or should I say nightmares
a hell one of a kind
Spinning and twisting in schizophrenia
but this is the way I wanna fuck the world
From introduction to self destruction
ain´t no healthy way of life
Spinning with laughing demons
with one way ticket down the fuckin` drain

Sickening visions,merry-go-round in my head
high depressive times
Devil rides free and wild
down the road of my inner hell
Feels like I am hanging in the rope
but living,suffering
Trapped in a corner of dead end street
crawling through the broken glass

In the night it comes again
ominous need to see myself dead
Watch them bury me down
to the company of worms

Just a step away to breaking point
fucked up,so fuck you!
Misanthropy,apathy,madness,insanity
this bloody bastard is on the way to hell

Possessed and bound to suffer
desolation coded to heartblood

I´d like to crush the human clownmasks
cut out the serpent tongues
Assassinate this race of vultures
fistfuck this society
Overturn the jackal nations
tear down deceitful salvations
oppress the world with unsound methods
and break circus of the bastard unions

Well,let`s say the road to hell is paved with good intentions
So what the fuck we are pretending?
I think "Hell" must be good place compared to this