1. DEFRAUDED

I stand defrauded and alone
Fed on the lie of love and play of appearances
I stand defrauded remembering words,
Which have destroyed me
And are passing away like wind
Closed in my innards - me and my sorrow
Hidden in dark of earring consciousness
I'm waiting!
Here I am, left to myself I cultivate my hate
And my thoughts full of wrath
Like a gardener cultivates his garden
To stay on my feet and spit at your face
Cursed be the day when I met you on my way
Cursed be words which mean nothing now,
But they still hurt

Defrauded
Love and hate as one

Defrauded
Pain turns to wrath

Defrauded
I'm looking for myself


2. YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND MY SCREAM...

You don't understand my scream
Don't think of my words
Why
I haven't stitched-up my mouth
My throat makes sounds
What for
It would be the same if I spat stones
That will change nothing
It really doesn't matter
(I see no difference)
I seem dumb to you
Even if I scream louder
You don't think of my words
One more time eternal questions
Why
What for


3. WYBOR

Zlam swa dume
Lub cie zabije
Niewielu wtedy targuje sie o zycie

Nie wiem, czy podziewiac,
Czy gardzic tymi, co zgineli
Choc nie sadze, aby bog
Piescil teraz ich dusze
Jedyna pieszczota jest teraz dla nich
Subtelne drazenie robakow

Czy wytykac palcem
Czy gleboko wspolczuc tym
Co pzrezyli
Bez dumy, honoru, czlowieczenstwa

Lecz po co ja o tym mowie
To sie nie powtorzy
Nie ma potrzeby myslenia
Nie pozwolimy (aby wrocilo)

Nie jestem slepy,
Na tyle naiwny,
Ni z urodzenia glupi


4. TAKE DEATH

Take death this only one true thing
This godly truth of philosophers and fools

Nothing is more important than what you have done
Nothing means more than what you have left behind

I wish that you never have to be a shame of yourself
I wish that you can look proudly in your mirror eyes


5. LANDSCAPES

You're alone around only by absents
Repulsive eyes look at you
Without expression
Without life
The same faces,
The same vomit muzzles
Rotten conscience vex you,
When you perform
Ritual dance on the edge
It's already less and less time escape
Escape from invitable nothingness
Here stays only landscapes,
Apocalyptic landscapes of fight,
Pain and hate
From opened veins easy flows down dense,
Sticky disgusting liquid
In convulsions you dance last time
Dance with yourself