- Are You Alive
We`re in the darkest forest,
We can not fight them all,
Are you alive? Are you?
There is something more.
Are you alive? Breathing?
I can`t hear a sound.
- Darkness Swallows Me
Darkness Swallows Me.
The darkness swallows me,
No strength to hold on,
But I`m keeping on.
Do I see this?,
Do I hear this?
Who is creator of this awfull masterpeace?
- Darkness Swallows Me p.II
Darkness swallows me no more,
I am now the darkness.
The man I've been before -
Metamorphosed.
An inconceivable essence,
I am everything and nothing is me.
Reuniting with the highest powers,
- Delirium
The best dream I have ever had,
Is where humanity is allready dead.
And to make this (desiered) dream come true,
There is not much left for us to do / (we don`t have much to do).
Kill each and every of your child,
To prevent their mysery and disapointment.
You gave them life and you have right to take it,
- Execution
Sentenced to death,
Convicted by fools,
I can not be justified.
I kill people for my own pleasure,
Because I wanted them to feel my pain.
You gather in this court you think you're better,
Not I'd like to say my last words and explain.
- Fallen Father
God is dead he won't be resurrected.
And we are the one who killed him!
How can we console ourselves, killers of the killers.
You can pray to God,
You can pray to Allah,
Nothing will save you.
- Future is Dead
I've had a vision,a revelation
How the world will come to the end.
I've felt the grace from the skies,
and found the way to save it.
It took decades to build it,
An enormous ark of wood,
To save the living,
- Incomplete Perfection
Crawling with proud,
Carriers of fatuity.
Dead generation,
Incomplete perfection.
Why are you satisfied,
With your own creations?
A desperate human species,
- Inhumanitas
We will be remembered for we have destroyed,
We need no remorse for what we`ve done.
Supposed to be the natures best creation,
We drown together in ocean of lies,
The gods created by imagination,
We made the curtain, can`t open eyes.
- Occultist
Long ago there was a city,
Hidden in forest and protected from everything.
People lived there in harmony,
Except the one old man.
Occultist who hated everyone and everything,
Worshiped to the spirits of nature.
- The Call of Mighty
Deep down on the bottom of ocean,
In the places humans've never seen,
The ancient city, an unknown structure,
Build long ago before the humans walked the Earth.
Created as a shelter,
It turned to be a prison for the dweller of it,
And still it awaits to be finally free.
- Батьку
Батьку.
Батьку, пройшло вже стільки років, як тебе нема,
А рана що в мені не гоїться, вона така ж сама.
Зовні силу мою бачать інші,
А біль мій бачиш тільки ти і я.
Скільки б життів я не прожив,