1. REINCARNATION

In the night, I'm gonna finish what you started
Even if, the red blood is burning my eyes

I am swimming in a heavy sea of blood
With tripe and brain, this is my new food
I've sacrificed, whatever's left of me
The reincarnation is haunting me

You and I, in the sky flying like vultures
You and I, in the morgue cutting up the corpses
I am not all there... no!

I saw the dead's eye it was burning with fire
I saw my death's head it was smiling in the river
I saw my wife she was dancing with a man-eater
I saw my life that was giving up a ghost...a ghost!

Now I'm feeling, something is not alright inside my head
Now I know, for sure, I make my dreams come true
Or a night-mare come true...true!

I saw the dead's eye it was burning with fire
I saw my death's head it was smiling in the river
I saw my wife she was dancing with a man-eater
I saw my life that was giving up a ghost... a ghost!

I saw the dead's eye it was burning with fire
I saw my death's head it was smiling in the river
I saw my wife she was dancing with a man-eater
I see the white ceiling of my bed room
That was just a dream.


2. HOMO HOMINI LUPUS

At the time of myths you lived and saw all the
cruelty this world can show
A poor life and a meeting with sextus determined
Your future

Tarquin "The Superb" was the King
Auri sacra fames
He ruled his land in terror
Cavenant consules
Sextus is behind you
Nigro notand lapillo
He's going to rape you
Mors ultima ratio

Ah...Lucretia!

The superb was a despot.
His son was a rapist.
You learnt it to your cost.
Sextus stole you hadn't lost.
Homo homini lupus
He gave you some pain.
Potius mori quam foedari
Your future is traced in gloom.

Your dark destiny drove you to your death
But you rape delivered your nation.
People defended your cause and made rebellion.
Royalty was reversed: for all a new breath.

Aura popularis
You didn't want to die.
Dulce est pro patria mori
You had no alternative.
Rest in peace!
Requiesta in pace!

The superb was a despot.
His son was a rapist.
You learnt it to your cost.
Sextus stole you hadn't lost
Sextus stole you hadn't lost.

Lucretia, you're the Mistress of the people
Who need some liberty
Lucretia, you're the Mistress of the dead
Who need some sexuality

Satan welcome you in Hell
'Cause of your suicide, a mortal sin
You rape made you a bitch; a brutal changing
He appeased his need of decay

You made happy the lost souls
Non ignora mali, miseris succurrer disco
There's a hustle at your door
Morituri te salutant

The superb was a despot.
His son was a rapist.
You learnt it to your cost
Sextus stole you hadn't lost,
Sextus stole you hadn't lost.

Lucretia, you're the Mistress of the people
Who need some liberty
Lucretia, you're the Mistress of the dead
Who need some sexuality


3. DISRESPECTFUL

Not happy when I hear what you're saying about me
I hate you seeing me like this again, again
I don't have to scoff at you in the train
I don't have to steal your liberty or your name,
Your name

Surely it's not easy your tie is like a chain
When the boss tells you:
"Hey, Dwarf! Listen to me, to me!"
Twelve hectic hours in stinking vanity
But no time for spare-time without your coffee and
To spend your money

Don't take care of my hair
Don't take care of my face
Don't take me for a gangster, a Judas Priest?
If I am not your friend
I'm not your menace
But don't be disrespectful to me, disrespectful to me

Your money overflows from your mouth to your account
You burn your dough on gadgets without any tears

Only please and smile to people who
Squeeze you like a lemon just to suck out your
Fears, suck out your fears

Don't take care of my hair
Don't take care of my face
Don't take me for a gangster, a Judas Priest?
If I am not your friend
I'm not your menace
But don't be disrespectful to me,
Disrespectful to me

At the end of the day the brain-washing has
Stolen your instinct
To be or not to be, you don't know 'cause you
Always stand in line
You think you know: What is wrong!
What is right!
You know the difference between good and evil!

I am not going to try to get even
But you'd better listen to the scamp
And forget all your wealth the cliche
Not to care about what people say
It's a labour lost for the Ladida and the Hooligan
These are our destiny
In any case I respect you I respect you I
Respect you I

Don't take care of my hair
Don't take care of my face
Don't take me for a gangster, a Judas Priest?
If I am not your friend
I'm not your menace
But don't be disrespectful to me,
Disrespectful to me

Don't take care of my hair
Don't take care of my face
Don't take me for a gangster, a Judas Priest?
If I am not your friend
I'm not your menace
But don't be disrespectful to me
Disrespectful to me
Disrespectful to me


4. THE ANT MAN

Ant!
Law of the streets, law of the strongest
Power of love, power of silver
All these rules come from the nature.
Life is a perpetual fight.
To survive is like going hunting
Not a game but in a boxing ring.

Man likes the wolf not the lamb
Ant likes the weak and the blind

For you are becoming a robot,
Society kills your instinct
And you can't smell anything
Whether you are employer
Or whether you are worker
You will always be a player

Man likes the wolf not the lamb
Ant likes the weak and the blind

Not the time to take the time,
Too late you never can be,
The first comer with prime under pain of death.
Not a life this poor life,
Always running always working,
Watching TV in your bed, in your bath.

Always work for a living, always eat for a working
This is the nightmare of a dreamer
Serve your life in a prison with a heartless passion
Just a sparetime by way of file

Man likes the wolf not the lamb
Ant likes the weak and the blind

Not the time to take the time,
Too late you never can be, the first comer with prime
Under pain of death.
Not a life this poor life,
Always running always working,
Watching TV in your bed, in your bath


5. ON ALL FOURS

When the night is coming, when people are sleeping
And we listen to the flying of bats.
The doors are closing, the light is shading and the
Noises are deafening.
A silhouette is strolling in the corridor,
And she opens the door.

She wishes, she wishes
To have sex with all these corpses.
She weeps, she weeps
For joy in her dress.

She's too impatient to shut herself in this room,
She feels nervous, she's anxious.
She undresses like a stripper, she's in a hurry,
She's very desirous.
A silhouette is strolling on all fours,
And she draws near the corpse.

When I look at you Darling, my blood boils and I
Feel like an hurricane on heat.
You don't have to be afraid, you're my only boy friend,

What do you take me for? I'm not a sexually immoral girl
That's not why I'm on all fours. I'm not a little girl!

Always the same thing, always this craving, for a sex maniac.
She's going crazy, she was hungry for the desire.

The man's paralysed, he can't move,
He can't speak, his eyes are closed.
It's coming Baby, I prefer this place rather
Than going to bed.
A silhouette is outrasing on all fours,
And she's getting a buzz

She wishes, she wishes, to have sex with all
These corpses
She weeps, she weeps, for joy in her dress.
She weeps, she weeps, for joy or for loneliness,
But why, the keeper of the morgue w...?


6. THE SIMPLETONS

Just imagine in your dreams,
You are a blue dragon in tears
In those days there was no compassion,
Only bad manners
To be the strongest
To kill the oldest
To kill the best to be indestructible!

An aberration, you don't understand
Why you always turn back
When you call on your brother, the big dragon Black
You love flowers
Not the troopers
You are another
He's the fear...the fear

Why I blow a lullaby, Why I muse
'Cause I spit fire and I'm just a refuse

But one day, on the way
To the life there's a fight!

A chaos for them
The chase of the tandem

In no time, knights, about a hundred, assaulted them
Cries and clashes and squirts of blood, a real slaughter

Why I blow a lullaby, Why I muse
'Cause I spit fire and I'm just a refuse

The only exit's on the horizon,
They decided on tacking to flight.
The last solution

In a cowards way, like a runaway,
Instead of biting the dust
There were no doubts for them, to take this track to
Slip away but they rushed into the lion's mouth,
They were set a trap on the way
To be weak or to be strong
No law for the simpletons


7. AN OLD WOMAN IN TEARS

She was a young princess
(At the end of a kingdom)

Sad childhood
Inherited throne

Everybody'd like to paint her portrait.
Everybody'd like to gaze at the Beauty,
To collect the jewels which came of her fan,
To see the incredible face.

The coffin of the lovely princess.
The painting of an old woman in tears.

A good sort who cries for her father and her sister
Not a good present for a start.
Future in mittens
To maintain law and order

She was a fearless horsewoman
(at the battlefield)

Victorious
No battle lost

All over the world people sang her bravery,
And idolized the phenomenon.
Without emotion
To floor her enemy.

The coffin of the lovely princess.
The painting of an of woman in tears.

But her tragedy was her beauty.
The race against the time wasn't her victory.
Nobody can flee the erosion of the life.

She makes all the castles mirrors break.
She makes all her painters catch

All over the world people see only one portrait.
The secret for being immortal.
She devoted herself to people, body and soul.

The coffin of the lovely princess.
The painting of an of woman in tears.
The winkles were indelible, the winkles are...


8. ANGEL OR DEMON

He would like to know the dead zone
He would like to be demon

This is the story of an angel
He said to Jesus:
"You must have one's hair cut!"
The allegory for Heaven?
He said to Jesus:
"You must have a suit made!"

No reason to be afraid my friend

Then before causing havoc all around
God said to Jesus:
"You must have him turn out"
Then, the wild angel fell on the ground
God said to Jesus:
"You will never see him, no never"

No reason to be afraid my friend

The shady side, of the gallery
In a high dudgeon, like a carrion
I was an angel!, and I'm sinking in a well

He went to meet the demon alone
He said to the Devil:
"You must give me a ticket"
He went through the flames to the dead zone
He said to the Devil:
"Do you sell leather jackets?"

No reason to be afraid my friend

With hue and cry his skin's inlaid with black,
He's white hot
He saw his wings burned and he couldn't fly away from here
He understood it was a single ticket
He would never be able to go home
Horns came from his lock,
Devil said to him without compassion:
"This place's your way for ever".