1. HYPNOPOMPIC

(Instrumental)


2. SLAVES TO A MACHINE

We are but slaves, condemned to march towards the abyss.

Shackled to a relentless machine,
A descent into eternal oblivion.
Smothered by suffocating routines,
Crushed beneath the weight of corporate ambition.

Days blur into weeks.
Weeks perceived as years.

As we march towards the grave,
And the machine recruits new slaves.

We are but slaves, condemned to a life of sacrifice.

Disposable.
Trivial.
Replaceable.

Our dreams wither away,
A routine of emptiness,
We are drones of society,
Until we're laid to rest.

We are but slaves, condemned to march again.
We are disposable.
We are trivial.
We are replaceable.
We are slaves to the machine.

Condemned forever to obey this forsaken machine.

Perpetual numbness.
Forever restless.
You stupid fucks.

Slaves.
We are but slaves, condemned to a life of sacrifice.

Our dreams wither away,
A routine of emptiness,
We are drones of society,
Until we're laid to rest.

Disposable.
Trivial.
Replaceable.
Slaves to the machine.


3. A FLICKER OF LIFE

The pale moon's light is calling out to me.
Beckoning me again.
But I am trapped in a lifeless sleep.
My body aching, mind drifting away.

Memories of a life long gone.

These veins surge with blood of the cursed.
I yearn to drench my soul in dirt.
A last gaze at myself,
Choking upon my last breath.

Soon to be fed to all demons,
To reality once again.
Soon to be fed to reality once again.

Within me a flicker of life exists.
The moon's power twisting my mind, dark and grim.
My mind traveling with a will of its own.
Breaking free from my tomb, I'm awake,
To walk the world once again.

A lifeless breath reaches from the darkness,
To feed my curse.
Hell woke me again.

I am cursed, sleepless and weak.
I am sick and well aware,
That nothing shall repair my soul.
I am sick and left to know,
I am sick and left to know,
Nothing shall repair my soul.

Within me a flicker of life exists.
The moon's power twisting my mind, dark and grim.
My mind traveling with a will of its own.
Breaking free from my tomb, I'm awake,
To walk the world once again.

I'm a slave to my curse,
I'm awake.


4. HOMECOMING

Mother, I know you've seen pain in me.
These scars on my body show all the suffering, you see..

I'm just a broken piece of a shattered reality.
A twisted manifestation of an endless dream.

I shall be the healing light that pierces through the darkest nights.
Use my body as fuel to ignite the path,
Until my last breath sets me free.

Until my last breath sets me free.

I shall blindly cling to my fragile mind.
I've lost the once hopeful part of me.

Choke me tightly.
Deepen my scars.

Heavy burden to our fragile hearts,
Overflowing with bitter waters and sorrowful nights.
Survivors of broken bones, bear witness,
The edge of existence.
Homecoming.

Mother, I know you've seen the pain in me.
These scars on my body show all the suffering.

I'm just a broken piece of a shattered reality.
I'm just a reflection of humanity.

Use my body as fuel.
Ignite the flame.
Until my last breath sets me free,
Let me burn.

Let me burn.
Lost, but finally free.

Mother..
Mother..
Mother..
Can you feel the pain in me?

Heavy burden to our fragile hearts,
Overflowing with bitter waters and sorrowful nights.
Survivors of broken bones, bear witness,
The edge of existence.
Homecoming.

Mother, I know you've seen pain in me
Mother, I'm coming home.


5. INSOMNIA

(Instrumental)


6. HELL'S BLACK HEART

We are hell.

Amidst the ruins of a world gone by,
A prophecy of darkness we foretell.
Our legion rises up and reaches for the sky,
We thirst for chaos
We are hell.

Through the veil of shadows we emerge,
A horde of lifeless souls.

The vulture waits with hunger for the shattered.
Our legion has begun.

Inferno held us tight.
Inferno set us free.

Our voices echo through the walls,
As we unleash an underworld of souls.
For we are the ones who will watch kingdoms fall.

No light can penetrate our blackened hearts.
We are hell.
We are hell.
We are hell.

Inferno held us tight.
Inferno set us free.

Our voices echo through the walls,
As we unleash an underworld of souls.
For we are the ones who will watch kingdoms fall.

We are hell,
Harbingers of doom.
Woe betide souls left to consume.


7. THE ART OF WAR

Life torn apart by lust and vice.
Humanity's suffering,
Hope's a mere disguise.

The war machine grinds ever on.

A war to own more than the need to survive.
The power that be eager to thrive.

Hope's a mere disguise.

The art of war,
There is no victory,
Only a million who weep.

A million who weep.

Blood stains the earth beneath our feet.
The innocent, twisted, converted into rage and hate.
War was never their fate.
War was never the way.

A war to own more than the need to survive.
The power that be eager to thrive.

Echo through the desolation,
As the war machine grinds again.

The art of war,
Bathe in the blood of the innocent.
The art of war,
The rivers flow with blood of the innocent.

A hunger for the taste of flesh.
A hunger for human decay.

Blood stains the earth beneath our feet.
The innocent, twisted, converted into rage and hate.
War was never their fate.
War was never the way.

The art of war.

Life torn apart by lust and vice.
Humanity's suffering,
Hope's a mere disguise.


8. SLEEP PARALYSIS

(Instrumental)


9. A DYING AGE

Destroyed by the weight of the earth,
Toxic fumes from a dying world.
Choking, suffocating,
Raging tremors shake the ground,
Earthly fury.

Slow decay as corrosion eats your life away.

Chaos keepers,
Uncontrolled.
Truth bringers,
Mouth shut closed.

All cries for help are being ignored.
No answers, no shattered souls restored.

Glued shut to a fake reality.
This is the disgusting life,
Our children were born to see.
Stupid humanity.

Howling spirits trapped in their cage..

Arise insanity,
We're a dying age.
The future of humanity,
Bare stupidity.
Arise insanity,
We're a dying race.
Our fate is sealed,
Death we will meet.

Chaos keepers,
Uncontrolled.
Truth bringers,
Mouth shut closed.

All cries for help are being ignored..

Glued shut to a fake reality.
This is the disgusting life,
Our children were born to see,
Stupid humanity.

Arise insanity,
We're a dying age.
The future of humanity,
Bare stupidity.
Arise insanity,
We're a dying race.
Our fate is sealed,
Stupid humanity.

Stupid humanity...


10. A LETTER TO MY FUTURE SELF

As the emptiness surrounds me,
I'm left with nothing but sheer regret.

The weight of my guilt pulling me deeper and deeper.
My mind consumed by shadows of what could have been.

I drown in sorrow, my heart screams out in vain,
For everything I've lost and everything I could have saved.

Now trapped in a vicious cycle,
Of regret and the purest form of pain.
My mind races with the thought,
That I may be the one to blame.

Now choking in an endless cycle,
Of regret and the purest form of pain.
My mind purges few memories,
The ones I am most ashamed.

The despair that once broke us,
Now ties our hearts together.
You're now a vessel roaming in my veins forever.

There was only despair to connect our souls,
And I was too blind to see your life as my own.

Was it the lack of devotion?
Or is it just a cruel illusion that keeps dragging me down?

Down.
I try to run.. but the chains of my past insist on dragging me down.
Truth is, I left you alone for years, and I knew you were down.
I was unable to suffer along, no matter how much I tried..
Down.. I'm sorry I left you down.
I'm sorry I left you down in hell.

Was it the lack of devotion?
Or is it just a cruel illusion?

There was only despair to connect our souls,
And I was too blind to see your life as my own.

Distant memories.. now too far to reach,
Reminding me of all I've lost.
I won't forgive myself for giving up on you.
We will meet again one day, in hell.


11. UNHOLY CATASTROPHE

Let him scream in agony
The light upon the blood soaked skin
Within such dark heart
As dark as our never ending sins

Newborn catastrophe
Newborn unholy disease

Let him see reality
He who lives weary and shattered

Take a life before it’s too late
Whom was born by no mistake

Newborn catastrophe
Newborn unholy disease

The end is near
Our savior born in sin
Take a life before it’s too late
Our savior born in sin

How the mighty have finally fallen
Step forward and show me your fate
What life has failed to create as now been born
Unholy

As time gets old
A hunger for nothing will carry me
When everything around us crumbles
A hunger for nothingness will carry me forever, unholy

Let him scream
Let him scream
For this is the beginning of the end
Let him scream
Let him scream
Take the life of the unholy

How the mighty have finally fallen
Step forward and show me your fate
What life has failed to create as now been born
How the mighty have finally fallen
Step forward and show me your fate
The life we’ve created where everything’s unholy


12. THE LAST GRAIN

To the moon you pray that the sun burns your skin time and time again
Not a single way to ease the pain
You've wasted it all again

We must fear pain, we must rot in peace
We shall forevermore amend perpetual sin

You've wasted each grain striving to turn it upside down
In the sands of time
Each second scraping your skin dry
Dare to throw it back
You've wasted it all again

A gaze at what's behind our cold neck.
All for what? All for nothing.

Before we live, we might not but fear the hourglass
Before we die, we might not but live the hourglass
Each grain you're closer to the end
We cannot stop the sand's of time

We cannot stop the descent of time

Waste each sun, bleed each moon
All for nothing
All for nothing
Waste each sun, bleed each moon
All for fucking nothing

Before we live, we might not but fear the hourglass
Before we die, we might not but live the hourglass
Each grain you're closer to the end
We cannot stop the sand's of time
Each grain you're closer to the end
Each grain you're closer to the end
Each grain you're closer to the end
We cannot stop time

All for nothing