1. NON ADORATION STATE

It was hard to see
Through her dying tears
My grave erect like an altar of dust
For my fragile mind I left nothing good
Those tears won’t erase my vile acts
For the people I hurted, for the people I killed
Only a devilish journey with me

Yes, my life wasn’t pure
The blood I spilled
For centuries will shine...
My eyes you feared
Forever will hit your spine
And for this, there’s no cure

All my demons are here
I could see them from this place in the ground
They caught my family
Hand in hand with my friends

No cure will save them from my degenerated mind
Don’t worry, now I’m hidden somewhere in the ground
And you will certainly forget me since you will pass the gate

But fot you my beloved friends
I’m sorry the pain just begins
You couldn’t share it, you couldn’t give it
For your entire life, you will wake up with it
No justice for the innocents who stay there
Till their bodies will burn in air
It was hard to see
Behind your hidden face
Was it a tear or a smile?
What will you remember of me before you hit the ground?
Will you take the easy way?
I’m sorry sweet skin, ‘cause now I see your face

Yes, my life wasn’t pure
The blood I spilled
For centuries will shine...
My eyes you feared
Forever will hit your spine
And for this, there’s no cure

I’m in front of you all
Everywhere, I’ am, the air
And I see the painted smile
And I feel the weight of my demons on your shoulders

My body is now maybe dead
And for your eyes I left my head
But behind the wall
My art of shame
For centuries will keep his secret
Too much blood for your dark eyes
Only you now, know the truth

I know my last throne burnt me to death
But nobody will accept what I’ve done
I evaporate with this picture
There is still no cure…
And all my demons flying
Like misty vultures
I have forgiven…


2. A COLLAPSED DREAM

You pray the name
Of your saviour
When you’re all around of me,
Your prayer won’t fix
My soul of sinner,
Once and for all burnt by misery.

Well, death’s here,
And my soul is gone,
Can’t remember the moment
When my sun is dead.
And this solid thought,
That my life was full of misery,
With me until the womb again.

Trust me,
You can’t help me,
Believe me.
You’re not a savior,
You can pray and sing,
For my soul,
It will only burn more.

A small moment of quiet,
The taste of sweet replaces the steel,
Filled with honor my empty hands.
A collapse dream.
My building wasn’t made with gold,
You opened your reddened eyes,
Slowly the string kissed your neck.
A collapse dream.

My only problem is
I locked myself
In lies,
They took me to the scaffold,
He is covered by a hood
When I am covered with shame,
And slowly fall the sword.

A small moment of quiet,
The taste of sweet replaces the steel,
Filled with honor my empty hands.
A collapse dream.
My building wasn’t made with gold,
You opened your reddened eyes,
Slowly the string kissed your neck.
A collapse dream.


3. GENETIC DISTORTION MODELS

The rope is reaching when man is equal to god.
This journey to the void is the beginning of the abandonment.
Next to him lay models,
Without words, nor movement, the change is announced.
The hangman loosens his grip, when the modelgives his body.
Seven bodies ready for the change,
Humanity failed. But is there hope?...

The acid queen flows in seven models.
7 abandoned bodies,
7 offered bodies, burning, sinking,
7 bodies waiting to awake.
The genetic distortion walk with god
7 The acid queen is the river to astral door
7 Will they again see the chimney
7 New distortion army

Like it was the death of the body.
Like it was a breath of sulphur smoke.
Like it was the grave with my name.

But I was blinded by isolation.
Like I was the last miasma on earth.
I don’t want to continue now,
But it’s to late to come back.
The rope is reaching.

The genetic distortion walk with god
The new models are the astral door
Their bodies like smoke in chimney
Flows to nowhere
The new code has fail
The rope is reaching
Flows to nowhere
The new code has fail
The rope is reaching...

7...
7...
7...


4. THE ROTTEN TREE

Chained to a tree,
It’s awakening was too sweet for you to feel.
Was it right to ignore it?
Him, this loyal companion.
But you, you wanted his end, to start a new life.
This odious companion, as you called him,
Chained to your body,
Was his death right?
There were no judges, but he was condemned.

But inside you, you already feel
The odious companion
With hands of soot,
The inmate twin
Of your bleeding flesh
Who rots your soul.

You forgot him by grace and faith,
Buried under tons of worthless words,
Intoxicated by delirium,
You forgot him in secret,

But your bruised memory reclaims it’s vengeance.
There will be no judges, nor light,
He dances in the secret abyss of your mind,
He’s burning but not wasting.
This secret… your devoted companion…
He turned pages, rewriting his story,
He broke his bones, shed his blood.
Now he’s here, on the threshold of reason,
You thought that nothing would ever happen,
that this door would stay forever closed.
His acid bite floods your body,
No songs of justice will appease his... sentence.
He’s coming, you know it.
With your book in your hands, you pray to this deaf.......God!!!


5. ILL...

(Instrumental)


6. LET ME BE YOUR BROKEN SPINE

I am the light that never touched your life,
The grey wall you always try to climb,
I am the bells with no sound,
The dry tear of your hope.

You can’t see my face
I am disguise, I am death
You can’t feel my breath,
I am never face to face,
You are never alone,
Because I am your clone.

I am the prophet you follow,
The voice in the shadow,
Is there anybody here,
Or am I alone in this flesh?
Is it my voice or someone else?

Is there anybody here who feels my pain?
Can you see this blue line?
It’s the flow of my vein.

You can’t see my face
I am disguise, I am death
You can’t feel my breath,
I am never face to face,
You are never alone,
Because I am your clone.

I am down on my knees,
But don’t know who I am.
You rub my face in the dirt,
But it’s my hand on my head.
Can’t escape your hold,
I’m your host, your puppet.
Put the string on my throat,
Crush ‘til you hear the sound.
I will wait until nine,
To be your broken spine…


7. THE LIGHTED ROOM

White eyes
In the alienation of white walls
A monochrome boredom
White so far out of sight

Those walls sinking in flesh
The lighted room explodes
There are no more references
When time and space merges

The lighted room...

With echoes of cries
Projected on walls
Vortex of hysterical resonation
Companion of the dead to come
A fate sealed in the violence of motionless neon.

The lighted room...

Memory erased after each blink of the eyelid
The body sways to the rhythm of crackling
The light intensifies
There’s no more life, just a long boredom

A forced silence
An inflamed light
An extinguished life
The lighted room, enclosed, smothers itself

The body sways to the rhythm of crackling
The light intensifies
There’s no more life, just a long boredom

She takes life, intensifies
The sickening whiteness, whirls and grabs
She kisses like a whore
To blow you to the bones
There is no more fight in the room of light
Just a haggard gaze, lost
A foreign body among the ghosts
The light mesmerizes the one she attracts

Sweeter than drugs, she rapes motionless
It empties your strength, it erases you
This fight is lost before it started
The white walls engulf you in coldness

She takes life, intensifies
The sickening whiteness, whirls and grabs
She kisses like a whore
To blow you to the bones
There is no more fight in the room of light
Just a haggard gaze, lost
A foreign body among the ghosts
The light mesmerizes the one she attracts

The light burns and explodes
The body suffers in silence
Destroyed by this tumult of quiet
An executioner repeatedly rewarded

The light carrier of hope
Murders without killing
A hidden man laughed at this picture
A person motionless hallucinating

Devoured by the neon of the lighted room
A hand hides this smile
Scar of a distant happiness
Filth in the whiteness
Of the room of a thousand atrocities
The runaway walk of masks that don’t hide the scars
Are revealed by the lighted room

The lighted room...

With echoes of cries...
Projected on walls...
Vortex of hysterical resonation...
Companion of the dead to come...
A fate sealed in the violence... of motionless... neon.


8. KOMA DOLCONTINE

You passed near me
Eager to be penetrated
You watched me, without being there
Forever missing, forever far
I felt you hit on me

Fill my body with rigor mortis
This sweet death ready to squirt
A shared desire
A decadence I was the only one to offer
You married me for the best and the worst

I injected the cold in you
Pushed myself to the limit
You pushed me in my last retrenchment
But I was always there for you

You would never sleep
If you knew what I was capable of
The flowers forever ooze their nectar
I have been a thorn in your spine
More prickly, not a backbone
But you had taken me for your pillar.....

When the light is gone
In your alcoholic eyes
In your saturated veins
The night settled
You go down in these chaotic dreams
I was there, still with you
Looking at you, get drunk on my soul
Completely emptied of all substances

Every time you dropped me
Every day at your feet
Expecting you to love me again
You make me cum
From these mental orgasms

One day you are gone
Leaving me to my fate
You abused me
I know I’m your infatuation
You’ll never forget me
I dragged in the dark
Day and night
Without me nothing was the same
You still wanted me
But time was running out
For you, for me
It was only a postponed
One day we will play again

I can smell your perfume again
The heat of your flame
The softness of cotton
I feel drawn by your desire
Satisfied him, don’t wait any longer

I want you to fly with me
I want to be in you
Abandoned to me
Just one last time
Do it and forget all my bad acts
Pressure rises in me
My nectar flows
Your erased smile, frozen for eternity
Laying by your side
Once again abandoned


9. ...MIND

(Instrumental)


10. RIDING THE DEAD HORSE OF MONOTONY

Have you heard the rumor?
Death made my name,
Impregnated like a tumor,
I’am the dying flame.
Look at me,
There are movements in the night,
Do you see me?
Moving like a parasite.

Riding the dead horse of monotony...

Marching towards the light of my destiny,
My body flirting with disease,
These ribs hurting by my knees.

My flesh evaporate,
‘cause my mind, my body hate.
I think it’s real,
But (I) don’t care what I feel.

Many years of forced silence,
Trapped me in my own violence.
Some broken dreams who can’t never be fixed,
‘cause I was born in the dirt and shit.

All days and seasons defiled in my lair,
All I see is just insects in suits,
Moving, disgusting, insulting, applauding,
You believe in changing but just cut your hair,
You think you’re mighty, and (your) own ass kissing,
Until life’s ending I will stay...in my boots.

In infinity, no manifestation,
Of the divine creation,
Pure stagnation
No mighty aeon.
In infinity, blessed be the ignorant,
And the divine arrogant,
Do you see any differences?
My body still flirting with disease