- 02 - Auctioneer Of Depravity
Gather round
Faceless bidders
As sickening grins
Flood the room
Cheque books
At the ready
We'd like to present to you
A deadly cocktail of mind control and
- A Trophy Of Corporate Disfigurement
Listen as this blood stained rope is
Slowly fastened to a noose
Around your trembling cervix
Staring at the black of an execution hood
The fetid taste of fear as you gulp and swallow pride
I am but a part of a well oiled machine
That splutters death, suffocating nations
With my unique brand of financial adornment
- Despair
Always walking through
The meaning of life
Despair and agony
Until my last goodbye
There are no more words left
In these world of death
There are no more excuses
- Messiah Of Manipulation
Maniac scientist
Warped with a lust for miscreation manically at work
Skillfully, sick & so precisely slicing at the living flesh & bone
Experiments pluck at every cell of this complex & self aware organism
Ripping through its free will like a scalpel through a piece of meat
Even if you could speak, there is nothing you can say to change my mind
Your mind will be mine
- Poverty Is In The Soul
What ́s the sense of accumulating so much?
To ambition so much?
Trace, kill, buy
Poverty is in the soul
You can’t put a price
On land on nature or on human pride
Our ancestors live forever
- Sea of Infinite Answers
Centuries of dark and dust
Centuries that make us old
Always looking for answers... so wrong!
Always want more
Singing the song of fall
You'll realize that the answers
will never be found Raise your head, learn to fly
Acquire wisdom, acquire sight Understand the meaning of life
- Servants Of Hypocrisy
Welcome to the illusion you're suspended in, wasting time with the worshiping of such charismatic puppets, just like sheep led to the shepherd. Why don't you take a look inside your precious hierarchy? Wasting time with worshiping a contradictious web of bludgeoned
truths spun by the twisted and sick tongue of ever so desperate men, cattle! You're blinded, herded by a falsely approved prophet. You're blinded, drowning in a sea of disillusion. You're blinded. They've got you distracted. Mind well and truly twisted and warped with
inconsistencies. Specimens of mass distraction. How did we let our race become like cattle? Laughing at the crowds outside religious institutions while they're plotting vile intrusions of your mind. In time, their secrets will be unveiled. Knowledge fractured and jaded.
What was always encapsulated in the essence of life itself, but you'll obey while your priests say "amen," as they molest. Your priests say "amen," while they molest. Awake yet sleeping, grazing on their fields of inhibitions. Stop sleeping! End all of this misguided
bliss. Time to play with consciousness and explore your potential as a being of the universe, undistracted by their fairy tales. Stop slaving! Leaders sit on thrones of gold, while watching children starve. Churches are rich, while millions suffer. "Please just give us
three pounds a month." What? Are you dumb? Do the math! They're scamming humanity! Wake up, you servile cunts! Cunts, there is nothing to be taught. Just look inside. The truth will set you free. Just abandon this pack mentality. A pawn of beliefs, useful manipulation
techniques, you see? So many wars constructed on your force fed systems of control. Now the financially warped whisper orders to the puppets of their misguiding regimes. "Make them say "amen," while they molest them and rape their minds, making them submissive to the
will of those who wish to dominate over them. Amen. Amen.