Chaos ArchetypeLife is a form of chaos
Uncontrolled stream of energy
No one is there to guide or to protect
In the end there is nothing to lose
All ends in death
No religion or belief is the savior
You run in the shadows
ConclusionCan you see what is wrong with the picture?
You live in an illusion
Trying to inject the world with your meaning
Never giving a single thought
Rid the hallucinations and Gods, we need to live for the truth
For in truth lies progress, for in truth we shall breath again
Cut From GaiaRise and proclaim
For it is the only way
You shall not receive
Anything you do not demand
Chaos breeds from suffering
It dwells under the surface
Waiting for the perfect moment
Ephemeral Lifespan A meaningless form of existence - invalid, obsolete
The founding structures of Eden - scourged, incomplete
Remnants begin to wither
Slowly turning into dust
Dispirit living to desperate voids
Rain wails of liquidation
HalluciNationsWhere is this all headed? Fire and brimstone to swallow the Earth
Nothing to gain, nothing to lose, pillar or smoke that obscures your sight
Gazing with your tunneled vision
you try to find meaning and explanation
And no matter what you do the blood won't come off
Brake off the chains of humanity
Lex ParsimoniaeThis is where I stand, hopes and false beliefs are
A gateway that leads to suffering, it's time to say enough is enough
I will take my stand, morality is innate!
My message is a scientific one, there really is no god
Base your life on things that are not to ones you wish to be
Non-BelieverI bring forth my inmost convictions
The facts open for anyone to see
The truth lies in what can be shown
There is no metaphysics to be known
When I die I will not fight thru
When I die I'll just return to the cycle
ObeyResistance torn to pieces
Stripped from weapons and pride
Chains twisted around their necks
The sky has been blackened
Humans turned to machines
Pulling blocks, building nests
Pyramids made of bones and metal
Our God Is WarFrom death I borrow the notion, we must fight to be human
Blood must flow like in my dreams
We must drown ourselves in it's cold hue
Our only true God is war, cleansing, making room
Death to validate and to undo, life to overcome and to exploit
Devour - your existence
Prophet of EosphorusI am salvation, bearer of light
I am destruction, the final word
Temporary state of existence
A hell rotating backwards
Burning long before damnation
Repeating the errors
Pulchritude of Rotting Drop dead and rot!
Fed to the worms
The flesh slowly disintegrades
And Mother Gaia shall feed upon
those Earth-dwellers who have fallen
One with the earth
RedemptionThe end rains down from the sky
As if the heaven was weeping
All hope is lost in the shadows
Mankind is bound to lose
This is what you had coming
Rain of death to end all of this nonsense
You stupid animals, fighting over land
Sands of HinnomWelcome home
To the set tables of famine
Here, where all but fear fails
The suffering is perpetual
A path paved in carrions
An endless southward spiral
Here, where little hope resides
SlavesTorn from death to malevolence, bound to an existence in chains
A heartbeat in the history of the universe, here only to suffer and fade
Freedom is a projection
Death will always rest his hands on our shoulders
Whispering the ancient words, blowing deliverance on our distress
Finally freeing us from restraints
Sleep, Kill, Regress, FollowOrganized machinery to feed of the unfortunate
No mercy, no thought, blame is on the ones who suffer
Out from sight, out of mind, keep on grinding
Don't lose sleep, you haven't done anything wrong
Ants marching with lines perfectly in check
Marching to a beat with no-one in charge
Do not reorganize, do not think
Synthetic EdenA piece of ethereal Eden
Injected into body
Projecting false images
Of wings no longer vital
Flesh grows fractured
But the mind seeks more
Onward to portals
That lead beyond meaning
The Divine Is a FraudDo not flinch, don't say a word, the war has been fought well
You are in the trenches, fighting your way to death
The divine is a fraud
The divine is a palpable fraud, a means to keep the rows in check
You are in the trenches, fighting your way to death
The EnNightenmentI stand in abhorrent enclosure
I tremble draped in melancholic exposure
In the dust lies a past of suffocated dreams
Wearing a savor of bitter tangerines
The Lion has been crushed within
scourged, dressed in smothered grin
Ipour on the ground the Sage's water
The Final FrameworkThe resistance withers and dies
A feeble attempt to rid the disease
The cycle still runs within its own scorn
Machinery bounds and grinds
The only way to end all of this
Is mutually assured destruction
Nuclear patterns to set life free
The First ActYou pathetic beings, claiming a farse of an intelligentia
No intelligence can co-exist with suffering
Mere ants in the vast ocean of cooling nothingness
I will not tolerate! Murder to make a point!
Take a stand and pile the bodies, we must no tolerate!
The first act in demanufacturing "intelligence"
The Origins of SinHidden beneath a thousand snakes
Lies an imitated truth
Bio-mechanical messiah
Man-made god
It is awake again, the brutality
The same aimless echo of pain
Creating a distortion
Until The Wretched WhimperPrepare for war
The seas spat terror to our midst
Whom we must dely
For the sake our lands
And that which we perceive righteous
Our homes are taken by robbery
The spared induced to flames