- Bleeding Hands
And the soldiers platted a crown of thorns, and put it on his head, and they put on him a purple robe,
And said, Hail, King of the Slaves! and they smote him with their hands.
Then came son forth, wearing the crown of thorns, and the purple robe. And judge saith unto them, Behold the man!
When the chief slaves therefore and officers saw him, they cried out, saying, Crucify him, crucify him.
And the judge said that he didn't saw fault
And he doesn't see it now
- I
I'am the beginning and the end
I'am the prophet of this land
You are the objects of my will
I'am the everything
I live inside your fucking brain
I feed you all but I can take
I can recover all I gave
- Losted
Open your chest and fell that wind
Wind of demolition and nuclear dust
Cleansing winds of closed history
It screams like a song of fallen humanity
Can you see that burning landscape?
Residence of murderers
Residence of pain
- Phantasmagoria
Opportunity to have desolated dreams
Frozen space between your soul and consciousness
This endless deep inside your flesh
that's decaying and screaming
Phantasmagory is suffering in this chains
Unchain it
- Wrong Order
The purest pain flows through my brain when I start think about it
Equality of justice and wealth Creates unholy order for powerholders
Apprentices of irresponsibility
Don't pay attention to us
Bloody rivers of gold are running from their law
The everlasting foolishness protects them from themselves
Deepest darkness is breeding inside your