1. INTRO / DEEP VILLAGE

(Instrumental)


2. TO THE SEEMINGLY IMMUNE

Poison only the strong
In a nightmarish emptiness of the brain
Move the pendulum of fears
Upset the sleep uneasy anyway
Let the bell of subconsciousness toll

Let the poisonous ivy gather strength!

Fed with sweat drops
Sprinkled with the light of night
Will suck out the core of normalcy
Yielding the fruit of imbalance

Festering figment of imagination
In deep darkness hidden
Will spread the germs of madness
A faint shape of past strength
Will vanish in the chaotic depths of insanity


3. INTERPRETATION

Limited so much that
From the free flow of thoughts
A cloudy fear appears
I open the mouth of truth
But words shudder with fear
Then I seal my eyes
And defeat all boundaries
My body fills with a shriek
But you will hear nothing


4. SYMBOLS?

A field of sculpted gravestones
Religiously unclear memorial
instead of ashes
Into faeces turns
Those cast into the cold darkness of soil
Soaked with tears of strangers' lament
Think envelopes of intent
As an offering for the peace of mind


5. THE EVIL AND THE GOOD

Shake of hands full of lies
A pact by a fake smile crowned
Joined the strong into a power

The iron monster will beat every country
Spreading the steel seeds of death

Raised arms shine with tears of silver
Gold coins drip with blood
Death - economic value

The time for revenge is coming
Faith prods towards destiny

The voice of God shouted by the mouth of the chosen one
Will burst with anger of the oppressed
Will kill the innocent ones
In the war of a free nation
Of homeless at home of their own


6. PATOGEN

Disgusting carcass
Of both sexes, of many faces
Both a bitch and a dog

A multigeneration mutation of the disease
Gives out dirty needles
From ulcerated arms
A new pain in deformed limbs - a hurry

Kids shaking in their playpens
Beloved daughters
Sisters produced by their brothers
Feed paternal lust


7. HERE'S THE SOURCE OF INDIFFERENCE

In the majesty of law shadows of silent acts
The missing links of the testimonies
Silence - safety - confort

Guilty!

Screams dampen judges' verdicts
Decide in the name of justice
Do not seek the truth
Just calculate the profit

Guilty!

Social status restraints
Restrain the arguments of defence
Lack of credible witnesses
Is a common rule


8. IN THE NAME OF...

His eyes
Full of hatred even after death
Red with fury
His hands
His fists still clenched
Ready to cause pain
The whole body still strong
Fresh as before death
A scream in his throat stuck
Stopped with a bayonet of death
His mother's tears remain
Deep mourning
And the absurdity of holy wars


9. FOR WHAT?

Struck by bloodthirsty hours
Touched by a cramp of seconds
Becomes a wrinkled face
Months and years
Having grasped the old nape
Push towards the ground
Closer and closer to the trunk
Sharp clock hands
Cut the grey hair with the neck
Dreams of grandchildren vanished
Under the aged hump
Here's a child of ill time


10. MASQUERADE II

Limited by mental simplicity
A scapegoat
On an altar devoured

Screams drowns the judge's verdict out
They much sweet lies
Guilty!

They seek no truth
But profits only
With no doubts
They bring the doomed to the end

They bite off the fingers of their jealousy
They cut off greedy arms of profit
Unaware of their fall


11. MAYBE IT WAS HIM

In an eye of concrete block
A silhouette clearly visible
Looks for an imaginary barrier
Fear and weakness
Before another day

A tragic spectacle
Without cries of desperate throats
Without terrified heads
And eyes looking for a sensation

Dark loneliness
Hesitations
Indifferent smile
The fear disappears

Silence before and after
Silent emptiness
After the end has come
And an understanding smile of others


12. WHEN A VILLAGE IS OUT OF THE WINDOW

(Instrumental)


13. DAUGHTERS AND SONS OF ETERNAL STAR

Against the sun's face
Hands expressively folded
Remind of eternal humility
Heads are burning
Sprinkled with cold of the royal crown
Under the blue firmament
Constellations of eyes are sparkling
The ruby death of sunset
Will resurrect the fountain of life
In the raised hands of the children of God


14. POLITICS

Goblets filled with nothing
With fabricated wisdom
Water the more naive
Steering hordes of fools
With a bundle of promises on a stick
Training miracle hungry crowds
A vision of a better future
The public's calling for
Fireworks and sheer bones
Let them celebrate


15. SUBCONSCIOUS TERROR (BENEDICTION COVER)

Swirling void, unfathomable dark, inner cranial conflict
Wading in detached reality, infinite illusion
Dark abstract vice-like grip
Subconscious terror!
Never underestimate the unseen
Brian producing fear and hate
Overpowering images - the macabre side of you
Physical untruths, fuel for it's cruel tricks
What in reality is questioned
Is reversed into the norm
Immediate escape! The vital need
But you've been animated at half speed
Still you run but trip, down into the bottomless abyss
Consciousness will slowly dwindle
As your nightmares assume control
Float in mental purgatory, subconscious terror


16. POLISH BEAUTIFUL VILLAGE / OUTRO

(Instrumental)