Been Said And Done

5 O'clock

Take Away The Lies

Your God

He'd have been dead since more than nineteen centuries. But stayed alive in many sincere hearts.... He'd have been the son of God... but who is God?. Only one thing i'm sure, he's never born in my believes.

Who Created The Gods?

They're afraid. Afraid of the truth. Afraid of doubts. Afraid of differences. . Poor souls, betrayed by the picture they've done of evil. Convinced by their peers, they acceded to the top.

To The Root Of Evil

You've bored my mind, resorted to trickery. You've tried to dominate, to break unity. Against all sense I've left my moral out. Your attitude force me to be evil.

Through Your Torpor

From the power, the power of your faith. Is born the life's fire. Still believe, in the spiritual union. Still believe in your power. And live, and die in peace!.

The Sign

Can you feel the scent of dreads?. Can you guess the coolness of stares?. Can you give blood for that?. Can you forget to keep control?. . Now you have to decide.

The Right To Die

They've tried to do submissive servants. They've just succeed in doing fanatics. They've tried to do soulless killers. They've just succeed in reviving fire.

The Psychopath

The evil flower's born in my spirit. And from my mist up conscience. I won't listen to anythink more.. I walk in the night, desperate. . Guiled by the death I'm spreading!.

The Other Side

They know our destiny. They feel our suffering. They wish our salvation. ...on the other side. . We persuade ourselves. That it death comes to the end.

The Just Law

for centuries your faithfuls were persecuted. many of them perished in the flames. by the holy road and church' names. . But your name stays high in our spirits.

The Elect

And the same conflict, and the same enemies. And the same nobility and the same slaves. And the same gods and the same laws. And the same hate which raises us.

The Cry

Child offered to God. Soul sold by his. You're his life. You're his force. . Fear their promises. They smell of lies. Shun their power. They will kill you.

Schizophrenia (mental Suicide)

I think of death as if it's near. Plan my future as if it's doesn't exist. I'd like to die without having lived. Disappear without regret nor joy. Death is perhaps a delivery.

Revenge

Reconversion

the tyrant's messengers have conquered your ancestors trust. it's not too late to become converted. disown your christian faith and stop epidemic. pour the traitor's blood on the death altar....

Out Of Time

Beyond this reality I live for eternity. Keep to silence by christianity. I'm awaiting true beliefs. . Beyond this reality. Unreal hides in nothingness.

Nightmare

Never Again

I've seen the darkness. Beat down on the world. Demons awaken into the fallen souls. Love crushed by the peoples folly. Sometimes I become aware. And I remember, the cold light.