After Accident

[Music: Cyjan-Kelner / Lyric: Cyjan]. . An 18-years-old model with life standing. With a bunch of fame in front her,. She got run over by a 10 tons truck..

A Wild Stench

Rotting corpse lie in the ditch. Pus start to gush from every scurf. Curdled glands excrete stench. Unbearable a wild stench. Smell the corpse, stinking corpse.

New Age Girl

I've got a new age girl. (Tell us what she's like). Environmentalist girl. (Does she ride a bike?). . She has a crystal necklace. (She spend a lot of cash).

A Different Story

As if you turned around or disconcerting. Sound replaces silence. And if you wonder why I wouldnt try to rhyme. My past with yours. But then you turn your eyes away.

Thinking Back

Sunshine Through The Rain

March Hares

Juxta Mare

Ice Age

Falling Upward

Quando A Alma Nu00e3o U00c3o Pequena #1

Boys & Toys

Standing here alone. Waiting for the call. Let's pretend to be free like before. We're reaching out the sky. From Paris to Shanghai. We could play to be free like before.

Voices

The dry heads of the young ones. Staring at me await the hour,. Mouths halted mid-scream. Eyes black with death. . A golden lament 'neath each tongue.

O Assobio (canu00e3o Do Ava)

Vanishing Faith

Wrecks of vanishing faith. Long lost herd of self-deceitful. Entrapped in pseudo morality. Sanctimonious disciples of blatant hypocrisy. . Sin after sin, you commit.

Teeth Into Red

Teeth in flesh, red deep. Dead on the floor. Your lord consumed by rats. Twenty hundred years now. Why the fuck can't you forget him?. . Eating His flesh.

Subjugation

Soul and flesh segregated in a quest. Baptized in raven's blood. Prolific entities vegetating -- longing for. The revival of our father Satan. . We are subdued.

Source Of Fire

Glane of desire. Towards what was once needed. Now that all got obtained, used and consumed. Lack of hope force-fed. Energy tuned into fire.. . Starving, craving, feeding.

Morbid Paroxysm

Morbid paroxysm leads to despair. Insanity springs eternal. Lucidity fades to its demise.... . Disintegration of the soul. To the existential void. . Sanity ordains me not.

Hostis Humani Generis

Goat burned god of plagues. In thy name I carve my flesh. I wish to be reborn!. . Cast your darkness so I can see the light. Let it perforate my soul.