MISERY INDEX

1. SIBERIAN

March out, submissive, tundra-locked labor slaves
Eight years inside here, counting down our endless days

We're rationed,
Worked and flogged 'til bitter dusk dissolves
And backons back to here, so far from mother's arms

Wach day, a penance, each night, a sigh
Through every night I ponder, what exists beyond these walls

This dreaded repetition, gnawed flesh, a shield gone numb
I'll tread this place no longer, tomorrow I'll be gone

Into the unforgiving, a bleak and barren land
This rock, and birch-bound cradle, saps the life from me
No gods, no laws, just open empty earth
At one with crystal-white, to die alone

Narodnaya, our time is nigh, open your door to the end

White clouds of frozen breath, these ghosts accompany
Waiting for death, together longing for release

Wnd from my resting place, I stare at Narodnaya
Beneath the gray clouds brooding, the air escapes my lungs


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2. THUS THE BEAST DECAPITATED

Feed us with guilt to break our spirit
Poison the mind to deflect the blame
Perpetrate acts to annihilate reason
Detonate feelings to transplant their hate
Lavished with love? To sedate reality
A life free of pain and hurt is a myth
Their bludgeoning quest for the truth relentless
Thus the beast is decapitated
Raped by memories long forgotten
Take what is said to manipulate
Summoned to crawl in the hour of despair
Punished and beaten, condemned we still care
Smiles mask an ulterior motive
We drink once more from the poisoned well
Apologies tumble like jewels from our lips
Thus the beast is decapitated
Molesting the ego with failure as reward
Harnessed the failure falls
Thus the beast is decapitated (x4)


3. THE EMBODIMENT OF PARADOX AND CHAOS

Wired on anger, frustration and pain
The Chameleon strikes at their hearts
Natures murderer veiled in cowardice
Carving paths of despair

Where is this great Architect of the Universe?
Where is this god?
Who feeds from the wounds of chaos?

Distant and dispassionate
Perverted vulture surging on frailty
Instant and catastrophic
This breeder of anarchy demands faith

Where is this great Architect of the Universe?
Where is this god?
Who feeds from the wounds of chaos?

Within the womb of Armageddon
All who follow the doomed
Within the womb of Armageddon
The only belief is Pain... Pain is belief in pain!
Pain is belief in pain!

The embodiment of paradox and chaos
Wired on anger, frustration and pain
The Chameleon strikes at their hearts
Natures murderer veiled in cowardice
Carving paths of despair
Distant and dispassionate
Perverted vulture surging on frailty
Instant and catastrophic
Where is this god?
Who feeds from the wounds of chaos?