SWORD OF DOOM
Wars of giants trapped in the stone of sin. Genocide curved into marble. A madness promoted for greed. As the chains of the vice surround the self-slave’s wrist humanity promotes self-genocide. Destroys its beauty on earth. Refusing the hand of love, offered by the charity of peace. You refuse the hand of love. Straight down to your weakness. But you have no values inside. Hopeless souls. Broken by the sword of doom. Frustration. Man never belonged to himself. Die. Suffocated bu the sea of poison where you extinguished the flames of existence. I kneel down with devotion before life. Humble. Aware we are the last men standing on the land of purity. I refuse to sacrify myself.
DOMINION ON EVIL
His lament in torment calls death for freedom. A liar in a cage for drawning truth on his back. The time for retribution begun. The truth on your back. Down here. I knew i could not stop between those shadows. Did not belong to the god of light. Hissing of evil gives no answer to my call. I see men impaled on lances. Bleeding fighting for survival. I fell down with my fallen angel inside me. And i run him with my love for life. And i saw his fall in darkness shouting. “d’ya remember when we used to say death’s the celebration? D’ya remember when we used to rape the innocence?” but i don’t wanna turn my back from love. No more. I don’t wanna turn my back from love. This is a nightmare about the fallen angel inside me. And about my declaration of hope he died. This lament in torment calls death for freedom. A liar in a cage for drawning truth on his back. But sometimes i can hear him breathin’...sometimes i can hear him breathin’...and my sleep is torment.
DREAMIN’ ON FOREVER LOST
Terror embraces existence of the whole. Voices screaming call the murdered for lust through the depth of this darkness. I see a paradise wherew pictures are clear. An eden where experience can not distort them. I’d die for living there where innocence still lives and grows. I’m just another victim of their suppressing process. Terror embraces existence of the whole. Voices screaming call the murdered for lust through the depth of this darkness. It lives in a cage hard to identify. While i’m searching in the holy text gloomy doom realities. Dreaming on what is forover lost. Sometimes i can hardly say if i’m empty or fool myself but today i think my body as a sacred marriage of purity and integrity.
THE FINAL EMBRACE
Condemned to a self-imposed destiyny. A content generation of slaves stand upon this death system. Keys for liberation given and ignored. Everything lives free. Chained by the blind strenght of the apathy. I proclaim death to the false prophet. Keepen’on feeding his death system by the innocence. Searching for the truth. Flying to the final embrace. Declaration of war to the prophet who still believes in plastic paradises. The purity of my blood will fuse your heaven by the flames of my abstinence. Flying to the final embrace. Adoring life in all its shine.
DESOLATION SIGHT
This story is about a sad vision appeared in my dreams. While the wolf was howling to the moon and the people dying. And when i opened my eyes i realised it was not a drema. But the sad truth. And then i choose my way. Drug free vocation. Why this game is conceived so that weack and helpless are suppressed? Terrorised. Skulls eaten by snakes in a land of promisquity. Engulfed in fire my world is crumbling. Covered traces of the path for the temple of torture. I walk on the straight edge observing landscape of desoilation surrounding me. Making myself aware of my strenght. I’m going along the path that separates me from devil’s temptations. Craving for destruction. Now it’s the time this slow agony proceeding since the beginning end. Desolation proceeding since the beginning of the times.
SPELL OF DEATH
Into the madness of the slaughter, frightened as a child, I seek reality for survival. I pray for devastation of the ancient banners, in this pool of avidity, in this pool of blood. Winter begins within the city of black crows. Death vearers. Snake’s head has been cut off by the blame of scorn. I throw venom around the lifeless carcass as a rite of purification. Decimated by this no ending war, we will raise the flag for this new empire, content to partake into the heavenly banquet. And i realise what life is. Self discipline, sacrifice, altruism: my commitment for justice. We will raise the flag for this new empire, content to partake into our commitment for justice.
THE KING OF ZION
Remembering those days when dominated the dark mercy of a self-proclaimed god called humanity. We lie under the generous rain seen as the purification from our sins. Once a cry born from the silence of pain broke through the darkness of the skies that manteined human the king of his hierarchy conviction. And there were angels coming from god’s compassion. Sheadin’ tears. They told us as to shatter our fraud. Makin’ us follow the path of suffering within our hands disgraced by forgetfulness of the harmony once reined. This harmony is what i pray for and i cry for redemting my souls. You are the creator of life. Creator of death. Of all the existence on the earth. You are life. You are harmony. And i pray for my soul being safe. I pray for that. Please don’t let my words wandering in the silence.
TO REACT
Madness degenerates into violence. The power of destruction to desolate the desperate land takes place into the assassins of what we love, and so madness degenerates into violence. Attack the power of the worthless to react. You, me, now, c’mon! Attack the power of the worthless to react. You have to reach the target through catharsis by any mean, forever and again. Brake the chain, cut the vein, destroy the stone bridge to hell. Against the enslavement revenge has just begun. By now! My generation’s born from blood, from your own command, suffocated by your senseless war. Generation of oppressors fuels my hate for your acts, for your daily perception of lust. Attack the power of the worthless to survive. Melodies of apocalypse run into the air, we forge our existence into a monster’s one. I rest untouched by the horror of the darkness, ‘cause I’m enlightened by the sun of justice. Suffocate their senseless war. Salvation seems to win over you.
BLOODY SEPTEMBER
From the core of the assassins of the earth the silence has broken into a cold winter of extinction. Far away from there I was, but myself died with them. Forget your world as you knew it ‘till today, because humanity had its entry into the path of disgrace. Fire on the earth! I see my soul. On your own you decided the future of my heart. Today: the day of destruction and desolation. The empire of nature is going to drown. Nuclear attack. Morning in mourning, thousand people dying for terror, while the insane mind gets ready to fight. Dead: in the name of holy war. War! Dead: mutilated under their light. War! On fall into a slaughter fall. Madness and false faith.
ONE LIFE TAKEN
I conquer your world with the words of silence. I’m a faithful being with my fingers into sand. Nobody but you makes me so blind. Search for revenge in a prayer devoted to the sphere, in front of a wall of sadness. I’ll give you the weapons for this war passing by. Cruel image that never leaves the mind. As a slaughter consumed by desire. The death machine takes a life from the rumble of pain. You, killed by desire, I rest untouched in the name of defence. End with execution this life of agony, trapped into the walls of the spirit. Built to last...you discovered weakness.
ANOTHER STRIFE
Were you thinking of destroying my beliefs by this feeble counterattack? Attack the leaders attacking’ the right to live. Creation: a miracle disintegrated. Were you thinking of destroying my beliefs by this feeble reprisal? Corporations destroy my life and my generation. Corporations destroy my life desire and this way my whole generation. By any mean necessary I’ll defend my peace. Go! The dark smoke surrounds the empire of truth. I see the power of my world hidden ‘n the eager demon’s hands, and I can’t stop my fighting to liberate the truth. A cold rain is the face of death, and I see the dark smoke fades away. For my brothers and sisters this is the time to rise...again! Corporations destroy my life desire and like that my whole generation. One to one and face to face with the enemy, contending the righteous, I stay and I stand there, defeating the beast...dying! And I come out winning through another strife!
THE SHY KISS OF DESTRUCTION
Victim of extinction, humanity is drowning into a state of pain and regression, into damnation, into the dead sea, arrogant and vile! Win this war for the human hope of survival. Against this dark light fallen upon the graves of our masters and our brothers. So many have set off. So many others have given up with their fears, fed by the shy kiss of destruction. Building of a new empire of results... their crimes seem swept away, but they still remain over the head of the ignorance. White masks, painted by the colours of joy, smile and shout behind a firewall. The first line is crossed, sin still lives over your head. The eyes of the slaves call me, blood still runs into my heart.
SHADES OF SALVATION
Shades of salvation, illusion of the end. Focalisation of love inside a devil’s heart. Crying for freedom in the land of rage. Deforestation caused by hurricane. Flames fuse ice, between me and the stone of greed. Demon’s race is forced to kill itself. My Lord’s noble, compassionate, free. Go and fuck the oppressor in this daily holy war. Don’t forget the weapons to survive, their reaction will see you winning. I can see you standing, betrayed by life. For the dead friends. For the dead minds. For the dead ideas. For the dead love. For the loss of freedom. For the dead notes. For my bloody words in this song of hate. Like my heart and soul, my mind and my body are devoted to my dead brothers. Flames fuse ice, between me and the stone of greed. Demon’s race is forced to kill itself. Shades of salvation in the land of greed.
SPELL OF DEATH
Into the madness of the slaughter, frightened as a child, I seek reality for survival. I pray for devastation of the ancient banners, in this pool of avidity, in this pool of blood. Nuclear winter begins within the city of black crows. Snake’s head has been cut off by the blame of scorn. I throw venom around the lifeless carcass as a rite of purification. Decimated by this no ending war, we will raise the flag for this new empire, content to partake into the heavenly banquet. Self discipline, sacrifice, altruism: my commitment for justice. We will raise the flag for this new empire, content to partake into our commitment for justice.