1. INTRO

(Instrumental)


2. HEREZA INTRODUCTION

God is dead !!
Long live the freedom !!


3. HEREZA

You don´t have to sign as heretic that man
Who is wrong in his beliefe, but all those people
Who are deffending wrong ideals,
Which are devastating the church´s authority!

That are the words of church and her servants.
Weakness, fear and blood is behind them.
Flames for all free spirit.

The greatest scholars, who in the last moments of life,
Refuse to follow the senseless church´s law
And turn away from abandoned cross.
Their ash was given to the wind.
The wind which has closeed the scholar´s eyes from fear of Hereza.

Love...
Love is a beautiful feeling, full of happiness and full of Pain.
Passion whithout which life would be so gray and sad.
Love is...

When you are kissing her, sounds so common.
Take what you want, that´s not the love.
His eyes are full of sorrow and pain.
You are allways full of expectation.
Please, take me away from here.

My love, why are you so sad...
My love, please don´t cry...
My love, why are you so cruel...
My love, please don´t close your heart...

It´s horrible, when you have to beg for love!
Why has somebody more and somebody less?
What is love? Pain and sorrow? Pleasure and happiness?
I love you, because you made me full of love,
The beautiful feeling, whithout knowing it


4. THANATOS

Thousand years powering by ages
For so long I´m serving
I´m here to take you
To take you from this world
The question which repeats in your head
Again and again, thousand times
Searching me in the pain
Which is passing throught your body
Searching me in love
Which you feel in your heart
It doesn´t mater who I am, but you know...
It´s difficult to leave him, that´s the way he is...
Be lucky to have the pictures in head
The pictures of your life and die with them
Be lucky and wake up before leaving
And say to myself
There´s nothing I want more


5. I'M YOUR GOD

I'm your god, I'm your king
I decide about your being
So forgot all sins you have ever had
They only burden your sinful soul
Serenity in darkness of despair
Fear of your own

I'm your single god
You must adore me
I'm your single god
I have the right to judge and to castigate
Suffer, please suffer in the name of god!

You are looking through the steel gates of hell!
Your eyes are full of sorrow
Submission and hope.
The gate, which gives you freedom,
Of the body and the soul.
You are wating for a moment,
Which gets off your own hate.
Hate,which gives pain,
Of the body and the soul.

Come here and give me your hand.
Come through this cold blazing gate.
I will lead you through the ways,
Of good and evil,so come.
Don't be afraid and take a step ahead.
I know.You´ll come back. You´ll come back to my arms


6. IV. LATERAN COUNCIL

Per accusationen
Per denuntiationen
Per inquisitionen

Monstrous theater of middelage heretical execution.
Wearing the yellow cross on the clothes.
Public degrading, devastating human´s dignity.
Prison and at the end, the death in flames.
So this is the face of church´s justice.
Suspicio violens
Denunciation! Accusation! Persecution!
The sume of Lateran council.
That´s the way that pope Inocence III. wanted it,
When the bigger power was given to him.
The power to suppres the human thoughts
Tortura garracha
The age of dark and hopeless has began.
The age of torture, as the way to know the truth.
Hereza! The human´s mistake, sin and tolerance!
This all is considering as the human non-virtue.
The non-virtue which leads to the heresy.
Guilty, inocent – only they know where is the true.

Per accusationen
Per denuntiationen
Per inquisitionen


7. HANNIBAL

Desperate yells of Rome sounded,
City so proud and arogant.
Non, but he can got in the heart
And endanger their pride.

Hannibal that`s the man who shaked with
Selfishness of overwhelming Rome.

Glory and honour for ( eternal ) memori of the hero,
That fought against human vanity.

Since he was young he sweared
In front of the altar of
His ancestors and fathers.
Neverending hatred, fight

Hannibal that`s the man who shaked with
Selfishness of overwhelming Rome.

Glory and honour for( eternal ) memori of the hero,
That fought against human vanity.

Hannibal, ante portas!
A son of Hamilkar!
Hannibal, ante portas!
The underfeatable hero!

Hannibal, ante portas!
A son of Hamilkar!
Hannibal, ante portas!
The underfeatable hero!


8. THE FLAMES

Why?
Flames in my head, grive me so much?
Flames in my body, so destructive are?
Flames in deep inside of me,burning so much?
Flames in my heart,the crying so much?
Is it a love?


9. LIFE IN AGONY

The die is cast! The die is cast!
Vicious circle isn´t closing in our benefit.
You are falling down,down into the deep abyss.
All your dreams disappcared in morning dew of new day,
day of your weakness.
You are hiding behind the musc,which isn´t yours
You are scornful of yourself

The blood has covered your hands.The blood of crime.
Why have we been strugleing for our liefes?
Only for life in suffering?

Will be my death the only freedom,which I know?
I don´t think thet we deserve the freedom during our lifes

The die is cast...