1. INTRO / DOOMSDAY HAZE

Doomsday has come
Earth turns to hell
Nobody is save

The darkest cloud is watching us
Time to pray

Disfigured corpses - Endless war
God is dead - We are the next
Life turns in a liability
Doomsday haze consumes us all

There is nothing more to lose

Everywhere you look is the coinage of the death
Everything you do is only wasting time

I don't get it at all
why we destroy our selves

The last seconds before apocalypse rise

The deep wounds of all have become one
Timeless look for a solution
The inanimate world is constructed

Nothing is left behind
Time for the doomsday haze
Nothing will rise up again

This is reality
Nonsense reality
This is reality - Doomsday haze


2. DESIGNED FOR DEATH

A ruined life is the price
For a few years full of futility
Endless pain
This will give you years of scars
That they still distract you from the dead ?

Undefined symptoms shut your eyes
The disease burns slowly but surely a way in your brain
Designed for the end of one life
Nothing can cheer you up
So you can sleep in peace

A big planet built for your dead
Don't think about your restless life

A thousand tears accompany your way
No recovery for your disease

The feast of the virus is opened
Nobody can stop it now

Designed for death
You are gone

What is the fault ?
No answer...


3. HALLUCINOGENIC

Previously unseen genetics
First time grown on this world
Planted by the will of hell
The curse is waked up

Every existence is threatened
no resurection
No weapon can destroy this tree
The tree of hallucinogenic

The roots bore into the human brain
That is the end of the reality

A bad dream !

A mutation between nature and humans
Even the last soul will be ate
We are trapped in a nightmare
In the meantime we lose our selves

But i don't try to escape
We are the new system
A symbiosis of the paranormal
We are the fertilizer of hate

Systematically erase
Of a genealogy

The human race is shutting down !

Every noise fades away
Nothing will flourish again
The rotting process begins

A mutation between nature and humans
Even the last soul will be ate
We are trapped in a nightmare
In the meantime we lose our selves

The tree of hallucinogenic is a liberation


4. EXISTENCE OF THE 7

I try to exist

but this frozen world will only punish me
with all those violent manlike infections

Alive but deceased
A living illness
My own bloodshed
Declare the death

I don't pray for salvation
There is only one thing to do
Fall to my own knees
Take a rusty knife
And slice a seven in my head

Slice a seven
In my head

Contagions everywhere
No more helpful hands
Oppression is the only law

I try to exist
But god is against me
I'm only here to suffocate

I don't pray for salvation

I try to exist in my hell