Embryonic Lifeform


A different world, where no life dwells - a place you don't know
Another life, reincarnation of tales to be told
You know, you feel, that it is near - the itch will be the start
Deafening silence is what you'll hear - this noise will be like art

Embryonic lifeform - the beginning of the end
Embryonic lifeform

Being in this cage you got all the time you need
Your senses are awake as you penetrate beneath
Drifting through dimentions - you don't know if they're real
It doesn't really matter for it's extasy you feel

Embryonic form - reality unknown
Embryonic form - an infant that's stillborn

Maelstrom of Thoughts

There's a place a soul can rest, but it's a one way journey
Across the maze of endless time - once entered no return
Eternal calm one can achieve, but is it worth a try ?
Though much to gain, much to lose, as the soul is mortified

Maelstrom of thoughts - a place lost and forgotten
Intruding voices, a mystery longing to be solved
A final step to what's ahead, a vortex beyond time
A preturbation, a variation, an addictive state of mind

Wandering through the unknown, what lies ahead is forbidden
Is it endless ? Does time exist ? - no answers are at hand

Maelstrom of thoughts - a place lost and forgotten
Intruding voices, a mystery longing to be solved
A final step to what's ahead, a vortex beyond time
A preturbation, a variation, an addictive state of mind

All the things you thought unreal appeared constantly
All these years you gained experience, you've changed spiritually
And now your life depends on you - that light could be your guide
A guide to joy ? You decide - it's guide to a whole new life

Wandering through the unknown, what lies ahead is forbidden
Is it endless ? Does time exist ? - no answers are at hand

How can this be - you got your senses, yet your body ceased to be
Time is short, there's only one way, only one hope
The patterns of your mind and soul - the mess from which you fled
Engraved upon these sacred walls in a place you call your head


Dogs of War

Brain washed, vicious creatures - warfield is their home
Once sane, manipulated with no will of their own
Washed of all emotion, sensing no fear
Feading the need to kill - the victory is near

The battle has just begun - kill all that's in your way
Prepare to bring them down - obey every command

Dogs of war - gods of war
Dogs of war - gods of war

Impaled soliders, rotting corpses, massive holocaust
Smell of cold flesh fills the air - it's seems that all life's lost
Countless bodies on the ground - the valley of death
Wounded, unconscious warriors breathing their last breath

The battle has just begun - kill all that's in your way
Prepare to bring them down - obey every command

The battle has just begun - kill all that's in your way
Prepare to bring them down - obey every command


Dementia


Demented brain, severely damaged - a wound that time won't heal
Distant times are now so distant, that they've disappeared
No memories, all is blank - you're purified of all you've gained
A new beginning, with all this time past - leaving a shadow on your dismal past

Who am I ?
Where am I ?
Is there nothing in my head ?
Good question !

Demented brain, severely damaged - a wound that time won't heal
Distant times are now so distant, that they've disappeared
No memories, all is blank - you're purified of all you've gained
A new beginning, a new identity

The story of your daily life faced deletion
The termination of your retentivity
The things you've memorised are now all gone - there's nothing in your head
Left without memories of your past - you brain is mentally dead


The Art of Killing


Shapeless, nocturnal figure in black - hiding in shadows, waiting to attack
A sadistic desire, he needs to satisfy - if you'll meet him, for sure you will die

Blinded by bloodlust, blood needs to be spilled - he's a master in the art of the kill
His motives are unknown, he kills just for fun - when did all of this begun ?
Is it a game or an obsession, insanity or a depression
Killing and killing, nothing else in his mind - he's mastering the art of killing

Thousand souls sliced to death - relentless genocide
There's no way you can hide from him - he's the hunter, your his prey

Nocturnal assasin - possessed by an obsession
Aviod him at any cost - meet him and you're dead meat

Remorse - he gives none, he knows not of it
Insane - thoughts in his brain
Desire - sending souls to their maker
Fire - inside him when he sees his prey