- Ascetic
tears that never seem to run dry in a world thats close to wreck itself.
driven only by hate, everything else has been taken. hopes, dreams, ambitions destroyed by your conventions. this mundane condition.
loss of breath. i am lacking any optimism. admitting defeat against your definition of emotionality. my engine is the wrong idea your following blindly. a precedence tending to destroy. we will all perish.
all i got is my black heart and my wrath to be set free.
Expl.: Excluding everything useless within the context of society appears to be a common humyn strategy. Out of sight. Out of mind.
Are we nothing more than redundant byproducts of this fast-paced insanity and blinded by progress? Or still in control of our potentials?
- Behold Thy Servants
behold thy servants
what have you done to this herd of mine? fed with treachery and hidden from the sun, you sleep eternally in this coma of grace. I wish you would let it go and make up your own mind.
2000 years, death runs by your side. your ignorance will destroy you. you're preaching lies, your setting of rules, why cant you see (that) you are obsolete.
thy kingdom will fall, you have no authority. thy kingdom will come, in the name of all of us. behold thy servants, you shall not spread your god given hate. the fraud of religion, your damnation waits for you.
you build your realm on other misery. you slayed, enslaved millions in the name of (your) god. your lights will fade, monuments will burn. the answer to all your prayers, we assure you, you've been heard. the end of days for ignorance and tradition. blood has been paid, bow down to your broken cross.
- Devouring Glass
devouring glass
wasted days and wasted chances keep our restless bodies alive. we're still moving although paralyzed through this sore catalyst. i've created this vent to escape this stench of perfection. killed you so many times in desperate need of freedom. but you just stand there, with this glance inside your eyes. another broken bond born into this frail kingdom. looks like this created niche won't ever be conquered. where we're nothing more than we want to be. in this nights screams died as soon as they're born. thus may live forever if only in our minds. i'm memorizing all ambitions we used to have and tinge this life blood-red. the miserable claim their place within all these words. words made of lies. words aging in bodies. i've seen my flesh turn to stone. why exercise patience if there's so much more to lose, to fear and neglect. we all just came here to die. and tonight this place drowns in angst and dissolution. can you hear the cries of the depraved in this infected silence. we're here just waiting to die. seeking for peace within this cleansing storm
- Peripheral
where's the cure for such unpleasant dreams of decline
as we admire the vultures of demise
there's no chance to express these moments of disapproval
we've commited ourselves to this catalyst
and whilst the daggers are drawn i'm nothing more than i used to be
what have we become, dear friend
this chosen path is just another profane decision
another useless scratch
- The Skies Of Our Infancy
the skies of our infancy
I remember the warmth of these autumn days, a kindred smile upon our face. no pressure of time nor the pace of it, we used to live but not to worry about it. there was no rush in what we did, we never thought about the end of this. we used to tell us all will stay the same but the times have changed and so did we. break away from those the same. nowhere to go even tough there's a whole world out there. no will to think of anything but yourselves. small minded phrases, you're not the person I wished you'd be. devoured by time, just a shade of your former self. the glory days, faded but not forgotten. I kept them all hidden inside of me. you are eternal. I wanna keep you as you were. this remains of you.
as the years went by, we went our ways, not looking back nor remembering, the era of our gathering, a shard of hope, a piece of me. today I see you walking hand in hand with all these people we once despised. I'm glad I am done with the past, no bitter thoughts, this is the end.