- Alea Iacta Est
Sharp steel cuts a breathless body
Slender fingers go into flesh like snakes
Extract liver, squeeze a wheezing heart
Crimson blood flows on to the floor and the feet of the waiting
Prophecies of an old oracle, beyond our generation and time, escape his lips in Latin
In his eyes there’s a demon of the future and his lips express the meaning of the ritual
“The treasure you will find is washed with crimson blood,
It lies on the bones of your people that will fall.
- Architects Of Sanity
In the dark room there is no place for light
Figures of strangers are sitting in a circle like faceless saviors
Watching in silence, there is no anger and no sin in their faces
Like phantoms, they are reaching out for me with an invisible hand, setting me on the broken throne
Like a web, the architects of sanity are spinning tiny pieces of the past
Lighting up my mind, building my common sense grain by grain
Resistance like natural beginning is blowing up in a wave of aggression
- Damnation Of Eternity
Like thunder and explosion from nowhere, breaking the walls
A voice is howling in the fresh ruins
Scary words of the one who executed babies in Egypt
Are pronounced by the demon of waste, the servant of death:
“Stop! The oracle’s message is false
The treasure that is being predicted to you doesn’t exist
It’s only sorrow and weeping you will hear
- Jack Ketch
Living in lie little by little you learn to pretend
And this helps you to coexist with human nature
The truth is that it’s far from the life you can dream about
It’s a life in which you decide their worthless fates
Deliberate decay is the price of indifference
Morbid mind is a retribution for life in lie
And there’s no pity when you see them suffocating
- Locust Horde
Entrapped civilizations have been teaching us through ages
That there the ones who can create the world from the start
But there are also the ones who can plunge it into the abyss of chaos
Take it away bit by bit, just to please themselves
And meanwhile to avoid punishment
Dissolving in the crowd of heretics alike to them
Taking advantage of naivety of the weak
- Mother Of All Sins
You’d like to help everybody
To save them from themselves
Shining proudly like a star in the sky
Not only you
But what for?
Messiah or miserable hypocrite?
You are not the man you wanna seem to be
- My Opinion To Your Fear
You are trembling all over
You can’t control yourself
Your eye is twitching in time with your fear
The fear that fills you
The fear you can’t conceal
You turned pale like a corpse
You’ve nowhere to run
I’m reading your mind
- The Epoch Of Decay
Our best time is passed
Exasperation, betrayal, disastrous disorders will follow us till the grave
It’s hard to stay on the goodside
When looking at the mirror you realized
That you’re as crap as they are
Defending jerks – we’re butchering anothers
We’re butchering another fucking jerks
There are no murderers and victims in this war
- The Price Of Authority
In a secluded society where is guilty every single one
The only crime is to be taken in the act of a crime
In to the thievish world stupidity is the gravest sin
That wretched and inhuman world they live in
Is not in what way we see it
Coming out from there they’re bringing putrefaction
Which made them rot there with the same bastards
Extirpating the malice with the help of other brutality
- Time To Play With My Cock
Your fucking mouth is stuffed with the shit, as usual though
It’s hard to believe that I’ve been eating it with pleasure for some time
Whom I was then? Blind? Perhaps, a naive one?
It doesn’t matter anyway
Only things is happening right now are important
For now, you’re just one more whore for my needs
And nothing more...
My veins are swelling at the sight of you
- Watch My Ascent
Once having crossed the line
You won’t leave the road
Only spitting upon all reproaches
You can choose your way of life
To stay composed
Looking your fate in the face
Not to resign oneself