- 10. Whenever I Suffer
I deny and questionize my being
Exhaling all the living
Pour it down the drain
I'm a rambler where near-dead herds take their place
Whenever they suffer
Death pays the piper
- Failed Generation
As we're heading for the world-oblivion, gathering to same
As we're waiting for the end that's surely making its way
Underneath the skin there are splinters of dead men
Pieces of dead souls which are heading towards dead-end
(chorus)
If you stare to its eyes they look back
And reflecting all its rage
- Like A Fallen Angel
And so it goes the deadly game
It never ends the squirrel-wheel of death is here
Forcefeeded end when life begins
It's planted in our skin too deep to be seen
Like sickest revenge in this world we depend
We suck life out of it
- Melancholy Man
Some people say that I'm a melancholy man
When all is said and done
It's just the way I am
The sun is blazing as I wander into town
A long grey overcoat which trails along the ground
And when I'm walking past the children in the park
They stop their games, they shout my name
And run behind my back
- Mindless Wrecking Progress
Mind detonation
Dream that solution
And it will come to your realm
Danger closing in
As you take a step backwards
Almost breaking your neck
Light up the flames
- O Pamela
This is a page from my diary
The 15th day of November
This is a page from my diary
What happened that day?
I don't remember
But I do remember when
I wrote these words and then
And then reread them
- One More Day
Good morning?
I've never felt this bad
Last evening i burned it all
And i am on my way
I blew my head out
Like the day before
But then again
Why it had to be me to be me?
- Rejected
I am decayed
Everything is tortured
And it feels like
In this remains
Grows a glimple of hope
Waiting for the final strike
- Sous Encounter
Mind distortion
Sorcered potion
Souls encounter
Light embrace me
Dark redeems me
Laws deceat
- The Elbow of Zeus
Why do i feel
Why am i standing here
Why do i repeat all the brainless mistakes
Wake up and see
What life is doing to me
This is a cry for help
'cause it brings me closer, closer to hell
- The Neverending
Burns my body - Bleeding
Scorns me from inside out
And those thousand faces
Memories that I hide
Feel it carving the surface
Drilling through your mind
And it make you sceptic