1. SHORES OF AGONY

Chaos is sorely running across the diseased brain
like a fiery thunderbolt.
Escape from everything and
everyone, let it take myself away.

Disappear without
an answer, escape from everyone.

There is no fear when God is breathing down your face,
the wind is lashing my face and calling for tears.

I'm heading
towards the shores of agony,
I'm the king of this
moment and I don't allow
any doubts to rule (over me).

Nothing is more complex and easier at once,
All power is going away and the blackened mind
is not working anymore.
Everything has been arbitrated,
Rejoice in my name, that's the way you wanted to be.


2. THE RIGHT PATH

Desire to get rid of those thoughts, to shed symptoms of the
sickness, to straighten out this miserable life.

Some can handle and defeat it, they improve.
Some break and sell out, they decline.

I've sold out myself, so easy.
Don't you just see it? Don't you
see how much I suffer?

Always trying to find the
easiest solution, not the right path but the easy and
painless one.

Always compliant to do anything to find that
path, to sell my soul to the devil and immolate myself.

Choirs of angels and armies of demons were
Keeping watch over my every thought, praying for their individual
good.A crucial moment of my life, the moment of immense
magnitude.


3. DEVIOUS OMEN

God forsake us for our extensive sins.

Though you're
surrounded by omens and miracles, in this abysmal time, you
still don't believe.

Our highest mortal sin is
that we don't believe, but God-doesn't like
decision-making, he is asking for an unequivocal choice.

Faces defaced by fast and prayers, betray in the last
minute to save their souls,
while others are-deceased.

Martyred death wipes the mistakes and vindicates
the belief, the one who carries on is dying alive.
Man burns alive, 'cause hell is already inside of us.

We just chose a wrong omen
and nobody will be saved,but
I better tilt my head down

instead of betray and redeem.
Thousands of painful births and bitter deaths
join in one single moment of mercy and release.


4. PERSONAL DEMON

Mendacious sheep flock that stole your real face They
dressed you in precious robe and
Covered your pain with
false majesty
Sheathed your heart with rails of lying
light.

And conformed your words to their weakness
They placed you against us
The murderer's faeces
contain more divinity
Than your blessed altar

Mendacious sheep flock that stole your real face.

They
dressed you in precious robe and
Covered your pain with
majesty. They sheathed your heart with rails of lying
light

And conformed your words to their weakness
They placed you against usThe wolf's howling groans
in their prayers

The murderer's faeces contain more
Divinity Than your blessed altar


5. SINS OF MY BLOOD

Suns trembles and earth is howling in pain.
No mercy will be spread by this war.

The angel of death has beckoned to me while smiling,
All my sins will be inherited by my blood.
Those secret corridors in my heart are coming down,
and I only hear the roar of the crumbling stones.

Dazed by blood and larceny, the human spirit has coarsened,
So many young bodies, mutilated when dying
- bloody, muddy, trodden.
Insect swarms have already climbed
in their deaden open mouths.
Artillery roar is piercing your hearing
and the ground is shivering so hard,

A pure dread is coming from
every crack in the ground,
Ruthless, everlasting slaughter!
My heart is made of lead
and this lead is running through my veins.


6. DEMONIC TIME

The heartless day without conscience
has just come,
everything has turned to shadow.
The rush is
over,

a time lost its meaning long ago.Believers
break their worldly bonds and turn into ecstasy.

It's pointless to build new walls and hold the weapons.Everything is senseless:

Life, Knowledge,
Thoughts and Belief.
Everything bursts into flames,
so mightily and then it burns out.

Only unspeakable
anxiety remains.
The time without end has just
come.The demonic time.


7. IN THIS WORLD

Being fed with feathers of dead birds
Dead wings are feeding me with desire to fly
I'm sick of earthness, I'm thinking of thoughts
Which faded away in my mind upon a time

I've got the right to feel myself how I feel
I'm falling asleep flying
In front of my eyes the faces are flashing
That didn't recognize me in this world

There's no space for injuries and doubts
If these are my last thoughts
When all is running faster and faster

Being fed with feathers of died birds
Their cold blood's forcing me to escape
I'm sick of all that isn't sacred
I'd dying flying shot by eternity

In front of my eyes the faces are flashing
That didn't mean anything to me in this world


8. FATHER OF THE LIE

The teacher of mankind in the
service of god. With his
head above all his angels

He's rising spiritual
Level of human individuals
Through trials and temptation

Fascinated by the evil for his own pleasure
Revolted against god
There isn't space enough for both in heaven

Blindfold with himself, puffed up with
his pride. Inescapably and by his own endeavours
Without delay banned out right to hell
Undying
dreams about vengeance
He's scattering spiritual Bane.


9. ERASED FROM THE EARTH

Shapeless masses of plebians, that's the price paid for
The rule of the "chosen ones", that's the
necessary conflict without which the humans wouldn't
exist. Violence produces even more violence, rising instead
of declining.

They're blind, accepted all when
being in their mental insolence, foolishness or patriotic
pride.They let themselves to be thrown into the abyss,
where they fell into grief, misery and a guilty
conscience.

Created of the same substance like we are, they
were the same average beings, average intelligence, average
atrocity. The transformation of the humans into
animals is on the best way.

Impaired feelings of weakness
and fall.
The sentence was confirmed without a right to
appeal, in silence,

The sentence was executed by erasing
from the Earth.
Each of us has sunk in their
closest, and lives instead of them.
We were surrounded by
the sea of past and present pain.
Which level was going up
and then almost flooded us?

It was pointless to close eyes
or turn back, the sea was all around,
on all sides of the
horizon.

We all are able to build a boundless
juggernaut of pain,
and pain is the only power that
originates from nothing.
No costs, no power needed,
it's just enough to be blind, deaf and dormant.