IN THE PURGATORY

the human race captured in a longlasting purgatory
captured by the garlands of their arrogant thoughts
stuck in coward omission and flimsy excuses
purgatory, purgatory, longlasting purgatory

WITHOUT REMORSE

crash the gates, crash the gates!
no remorse no sense of guilt
we crash the three gates of damnation
without remorse
past´s gate of apathy
present´s gate of desolation, sick of our travesties
future´s gate of lost creation, we´re drown in agony
so we crash the three gates of damnation
crash the gates ! without remorse!

ICOLATION

i see
i see ice
ice
i see ice
isolation
ice age
ice
ice age
isolation
now is the time to turn away
time to turn away

LOST FUTILE

do you believe in me?
all these empty promises
all these senseless expectations
we are pachyderms, we extend our hands towards each other
but it´s wasted effort, wasted effort
we only rub off the coarse leather on each other
we are lonely, very lonely
rough senses, we have rough senses
we are pachyderms, we are loners
do you believe in me?
we should break our skullcaps, break our scullcaps
we should break our skullcaps and drag out each others thoughts
from our brain vibres
do you believe in me?
all these empty promises
all these senseless expectations
believe in me!

PHANTOMS OF CONSCIENCE

the conscience is a mirror in front of which a monkey
torments itself, a monkey torments itself
deceitful mirror
shall eternal grace dissolve the cloudy scum? shall eternal
grace dissolve the cloudy scum of our conscience soon?
let´s allow the stream of memory to flow thru pure
the conscience is a mirror
no curse, no wish did switch you into secure
let´s allow the stream of memory to flow thru pure
stream of memory flow thru pure

INNER MONOLOGUE

we are not evil because of the evil we do
but we do evil because we are evil
pecco ergo sum
extremeness, greed: you are a slave to what you are
darkness of slumber and death
forever sinking and sinking
lethargy, arrogance, rage, lust: pecco ergo sum
your genious loci won´t help you
you are not evil because of the evil you do
but you do evil because you are evil
you cannot bring it to a close

ECCE MUNDO

the global world hangs on a wayside cross like a crucified scarecrow
her head is a pumpkin head filled with straw
empty eyesockets stare at you
the world is a crucified scarecrow
swollen belly, ragged limbs, moldy mouth,
grinning, grinning like a gaping wound
the global world hangs on a wayside cross, like a crucified scarecrow
moldy mouth, gaping wound, swollen belly
global world, pumpkin head
empty eyesockets stare at you
the world as a crucified scarecrow
i see, i see
moldy mouth, gaping wound

PERSONAL HELL

the stronger the hope the deeper the pain
some things in this world never change
your own personal hell never change
i can see into your soul
some things in this world never change
never change

THE BELLS OF WAITING

passion for torments
as the last flame in your frozen dreamland
lust for desperation, caught and
up the blind valley dark and rough
the bells of waiting did ring long time enough
and there´s nothing left you really want to learn
your daily desert makes your passion burn
inflame the fire
heat the icy flood of your sluggish blood
passion for torments
last flame in frozen dream
false god with fateful gleam
your daily desert makes your passion burn
inflame the fire, heat the icy flood

DARK THORN

you feel cold?
so take the fire lilies of my passion
and let them heat your soul
you feel tired?
the fruit of the deadly night shade will lend you wings
take it, take it
everything that shows itself is beautiful
prick dark thorn, prick dark thorn
you´re lonely?
i enrapture you by the fragrant roses of my evil
and prick my thorn into your flesh
take it, take it
prick dark thorn
everything that shows itself is beautiful
prick dark thorn, prick dark thorn

THE SHRINE OF ILLUSION

in the ice palace of progress
a digital sun burns down the last belief in human omnipotence
in the glass cube frozen souls doze towards no salvation no more
glass cube
shrine of illusion, digital sun
the artificial sleep of stale contentedness allows no resurrection
glass cube
the stone of sudden revolt thrown into the mendacious shrine
beware!

MASKS OFF!

it is the time to contradict, hear:
the cause sues its effect
the reputation its echo
the reason its consequence
it´s time to tear the masks off
tear the masks off
the reputation sues its own echo
the reason sues its own consequence
the cause sues its own effect
it´s time to tear the masks off
the reputation sues its echo
the reason its consequence
it´s time to tear the masks off

PURPLE BLOOD

eyelids threaded and sewn up by an iron wire
in the purgatory of envious desires
bodies captured and nailed down
hearts bondaged by golden chains
in the purgatory of corruption and fanatic aims
threaded eyes, nailed down bodies, bondaged hearts
my mouth still is shouting
my body continues to twich
my heart still pumps purple blood
bodies nailed down to the bolder
hearts bondaged by golden chains
in the purgatory of corruption and fanatic aims
bodies captured and nailed down to the rock of greed
power mania!
hearts bondaged by golden chains
eyes sewn and shut
threaded eyes, nailed down bodies, bondaged hearts
my mouth still is shouting
my body continues to twich
my heart still pumps purple blood

REASON AND REFUSAL

i´m not here to understand
life isn´t what you think it is
i want everything from life
life isn´t what you think it is
i´m not here to understand
i want everything from life
and i want it now
i want it total, total, complete

ESSENCE AWAKE!

global market conditions rule
the deads belong to the system
world history is not a last judgement
eternal sea lies silent
essence awake!
we are marionettes of our own hands
whose replicants are we?
eternal sea lies silent, lies silent
essence awake!
the deads belong to the system
whose replicants are we?
world history is not a last judgement
essence awake!

SECRET´S TRACE

there is no power without the violence of power
there is no knowledge without fright
paper chase, paper chase
the pebble trace of the secret
there is no power without the violence of power
there is no knowledge without fright
paper chase, paper chase
hell shows its light, heaven reveals its bareness
the holy rage! destiny´s labyrinth implodes

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