1. INTRO (EMPTINESS)

(Instrumental)


2. COLD ALIENATION

My hands are not moving
My fingers don't feel pain.
All I need - I will loose,
All I lost - I don't need.
The voices in your head will tear your entrails
After which it will only remain
By collected negativity,
By own hands...

Pain...your fear
All will die..
It's cold


3. AMONG THE DEAD

These cold walls
Crushed inside me,
cuts veins by cold
Leaving colored traces.
My breath is decayed.
I am a corpse in the self shell .
my body is blackened
As all this damp earth.

Rotting between me
All living creature,
Fade rotten flowers.
Here is on the damned place
Will rot also you.

I feel dead hands
Pulling me to nowhere
Black sweet bitterness
Pierce right through me.
I smell death
Bites like a needle.
I am among the dead,
Dead love me.