01. Broken Foundation

Pain. Bashed to the floor. Ugly, inferior, helpless and worthless.
A low self-image has been made. It's
continously reinforced. Barbed words that never leave the mind echo
and cripple from the inside. Wounds of selfdoubt bleed
fear and tension. Built to fall from a broken foundation.
Begging for forgiveness when no real wrong has been committed.
Just to try to calm the rage before it degenerates into violence.
There's no refuge. In what should be the refuge when the wrong
words ignite anger. There's no refuge.
In what should be the refuge when the wrong words ignite anger
into frustration that can't be controlled.
Stumbled, fractured through years of confusion.
Now the direction's set. Your potential is finally
realized. Rising as the embedded harm is slowly overcome.
Bashed to the floor. Ugly, inferior, helpless and worthless.
A low selfimage has been made. It's continously reinforced.
Barbed words that never leave the mind, echo and cripple from the
inside. Arise and build anew. Express release. Seize control.
Express release. Reinvent. Arise and build anew.


02. Cease To Exist

Doomsday befalls. Awakened by sirens, the fifteen minute warning.
ICBMs scream from their silos into the
sky. Warheads detonate over their targets.
Nuclear blasts incinirate city after city. Swept away by the shock of the
explosions humankind dies in agony.
Ash blocks the sun from penetrating the choked atmosphere.
The global temperature drops
into nuclear winter. Below, radiation poisoned air,
soil and water is all that's to be found.
By what is left of who is left
fires burn from the haze of a darkened world.
Charred skins hangs from the bones of survivors as they struggle trhough
leveled rubble. Past-gutted buildings and unburied bodies.
Hell rages on the face of the earth. All creation lays at the
mercy of madmen whose commands will cast us into world war three.
If the keys turn from the press of a switch all life as we
know it shall cease to exist. Cease to exist. Cease to exist.
Cease to exist. Cease to exist.


03. Gomorrah's Season Ends

From the core of my being comes this promise to myself
that I won't break my honor before all.
A one-way mission through life, I won't change my course.
There's far too much to experience and accomplish to waste a precious
second drunk or hazed. An effective revolutionairy through
the clarity of mind that I've attained. I see it all for what it
is as Gommorah's Season Ends in the grave.
So many have become demoralized that now a change must be forced or all will
perish in the lunacy once it befalls.
Parasites gnaw at the basis, their vulgar ways bring pointless ends.
Perpetuating the degeneration.
In this self is all I need with this oath that keeps me free.
To this I am forever true. I am straight edge.
I am straight edge. I am straight edge. I am straight edge.


04. Constrict

Rage has ruled me for so long that I don't want to think anymore.
I've tried to claw my way out, but I am sealed
in. It seems the game is designed to make me lose.
It's weight slowly drags me down. I draw a breath as I slip under. The dim
light fades as descent begins. I have to fight my way through.
Stark flesh sinks through the freezing liquid darkness. Pale
hands bound before me, rushing deeper with every heartbeat.
I will not relent to despair. As depression contricts it's coils
close in around me. Depression contricts.
My will is the blade that cuts the coils from around me.


05. Names Carved Into Granite

Civilians used as pawns in a demon's power games.
Buildings crumble, planes fall, blown out of
the sky. Shrapnel from a car bomb takes the lives of all who were near.
Terror tactics designed to spread disorder and fear.
Potential military targets are left untouched by the cowards
who instead kill unconnected innocents. To the level of the
antagonists. An inane futility that only compound the wrong.
Hatred that erases sense fuels rivalry into an escape of
atrocity after atrocity. Without an end.
Potential military targets are left untouched by the cowards
who instead kill unconnected innocents.
Civilians used as pawns in a demons power games.
Buildings crumble, planes fall, blown out of the sky.
Shrapnel from a car bomb takes the lives of all who were near.
Terror tactics designed to spread disorder and fear. The names
carved into granite are revealed as the snow is brushed away.
Fingertips trace across them. Memories are all that remain.


06. Situation Degenerates

The situation degenerates. Again alcohol hits the bloodstream.
Overwhelmed by the desire to feed the
desire. Inebriation numbs the brain. Nothing changes, nothing improves.
Empty bottles and empty days. The captive is pulled
deeper into an aimless maze.
Wasted time passes as the walls of the vice close in.
Dying internal organs no longer fuction.
Judgement impaired, direction lost.
Trapped in a repeating process.
Wasted time passes as the walls of the vice close in.
Dying internal organs no longer fuction.
Judgement impaired, direction lost.
Trapped in a repeating process. The painkiller
takes a life. The painkiller takes a life.
The painkiller takes a life. The painkiller takes a life.


07. Morality Dictates

Crowded against one another, or penned into an artifical environment.
Unbearable lonliness, separated
from their fellow creatures contact.
Individual innocent beings, each cow, sheep, pig, goat or chicken.
Viewed as a product
to processed. Raised only to be slaughtered and consumed.
Murdered victims enshrouded with false names that deny their
suffering. Beef, mutton, pork and poultry.
Creatures torn and butchered only for the petiness of the flavour of their
decaying flesh. The carnage of the slaughterhouse
is all completely unnecessary for sustenance of techonologically advanced
mankind. Constantly brainwashed from the beginning
to believe the opposite of this truth. The brutality is anacceptable. I
strive to end the exploitation. Morality dictates.
Morality dictates. Morality dictates. Morality dictates that I live vegan.


08. Cling To The Edge

Pleasure at the price of madness. With delusion their minds are full.
Damned to misery are those who
succumb to temptations pull.
Their lapse of control bleeds over onto all of us.
At risk to harm as they indulge themselves.
The floor beneath crumbles into dust.
Screams of the wretched cut silent.
As they submerge into the cesspools depths. I cling
to the edge battered by the torrent of disease that rages past.
Of disease that rages past. Of disease that rages past.
Of disease that rages past. I cling, I cling to the edge.


09. Forgiveness Denied

Forgiveness denied for the unforgiveable. Blood for blood.
The guilty must be slain. Violated,
dehumanized for a sadist freakish thrill.
Demonic evil incarnate an emissary of suffering.
Reveled in their helpless anguish again and again.
A string of shattered victims left in the wake of his sickness.
Emerge from the horror to bring it to its
end. Justice for the victim, justice for the victim.
The hammer hits, powder ignites, forgiveness denied.
Emerge from the horror to bring it to its end.
Emerge from the horror to bring it to its end.
Emerge from the horror to bring it to its end.
Emerge from the horror to bring it to its end.