1. OUTSIDE

The end is here
The end is high
Embraced the fall
For all mankind

The time has come
The gates are closed
Death or life
You very own

Alone to choose
Between the two
I'll kiss the void
And you should too

The end is here
The end is high
Forget your burden
Laugh don't cry

The days of yoke
Has passed since long
And we came from afar
To this land of not

Each of us
The brightest flame
We'll thrive at last
Beyond decay

Just let me tell you
One more thing
Nothing is and nothing was
Life's a joke for good and worst


2. LIGHTLESS SKIES

As (my) forgotten gate within, for one, for first and last time
Opened through those immense, solemn yet untrodden paths
My unspolled place to rejoice as a shadow
In those misty, lightless skies...

Fallen shade
Sigh !
Lightless skies
Reveal thy night

Once those black-souled shades sighed and cried
Divided sky, total genocide
The curse's storm brought the rain of their tears
And their tears extinguished the light from the sky...

Now, fleshless I rise
In those misty, lightless skies...


3. WHEN TIME IS UNDONE

Supreme, yet
Monstrous power of creation
Agonized birth pang of all that is.

Memory of a probable universe gone mad.
Most unbearable pressure and compression.
The unconstrained pain of self-contraction
Impelling us to the bliss of self-expansion.

Explosive life against life,
And the fire that freezes us between.
Who among us can stand this all,
No matter how tall we stand.
No release in life or death.
Only in breath. Worst twilight woe.
When all wonder is undone.
And the world stands on the brink.
When time is undone

Supreme, yet
Monstrous power of destruction
When we no longer know "who" to be,
Who we have been or might wish (to become),

When there is no straight line from A to B
Rounding the circle of our being.
Becoming of our mystical strength
Noble ring of the one.


4. THE FIRST REBELLION

Invoked is your name
You, star of all mornings and sighs
Where in moments of grief and sorrow
You have become a place of relief

In vast four horizons
Your name echoed in the stillness of the night
Through whispers, screams
Silences and sighs !
The pit of Hell lies greeting
My eternal abode

In anguished days of rage
Sword you have become in my hand
And as in ancient storms
Sweep all that is !
As trembling words in silence
Carving an infernal wish
And as in ancient storms
Once again, sweep all that is !
A sacrifice, a scream in the middle of the abyss

Crimson is your voluptuous sight
You, shine of shines
Forget not, followers of woe
The first rebellion
Crimson the eyes of the beast reborn
That shine brighter than shines
Forget not followers of sores
The first rebellion

Invoked is your name
You, star of all mornings and laughters
When in moments of prideful indulgence
My chalice is raised to honor your names

In vast four horizons
Your name echoed in the stillness of the night
Through whispers, screams
Silences and sighs !
The pit of Hell lies greeting
My eternal abode

Crimson your blood (that is) seething in me
That spreads your inheritance inside
Forget not followers of lore
The first rebellion


5. THIRSTY AS ONE CAN BE

Personal corridor upon the roads of wisdom
Personal way on the vague streams of life
Scream with power, the time of catharsis is here
Disciplined mind, but a trap ? No !
The path is mine
Knowledge is upon me
Beneath the mazeways of torture
I shall remain !
Thirsty as one can be !

Strong urge
The inner voice speaks
A pyre for the false
Is always a declaration
Strong urge
The inner voice speaks
Thirsty as one can be !

Personal corridor upon the roads of gnosis
As I scream with power, the time of conquery is done !


6. VICTA LACET VIRTUS

For those of the spark
Acheron they'll follow you by war
For the tearful rain
Embraced but in vain
For the death of desire
Memories still go by
Darkness upon my mind
The winter of wrath !

For battlefields of bloodshed
Sleepless instincts
For the cries of the farewell
The ceremony of the sighs
The birth of revenge
Humanity your latest hours just gone by...

For those of the spark
The Earth is the altar
One final dirge
By the wrath of vengeance
My shadow paces on
Eternal damnation

And thus comes the end
One with the burial ground
No sorrow, for posthumous fame awaits
The tears in eyes are of pride
For I weigh my life more than ten thousand mortal lives
Death will never stare at me again
For an eternity in flames
I offer a heart and a soul
For a virtue conquered
I pledge this sword !