1. Substance

In my head I see things so extraordinary
Chemical artifacts and violent incarnations
Dreams and nightmares preceding the mind
Where are those visions coming from
Who's gathering my imagination
Who's creating all these myths
Who's enlightening my spirit
Who generates these regularities
Who defines my fate, my reality
Who produces these hallucinations
Who defines my hate, my fiction
These fascinating illusions appear
Sums my reasons and fear
Empty sight for starving minions
Pills provide grace for millions
Questions that come from my fantasy
Rise and finally surround me

2. Uneveness

The darkness leaves for the poor man's awakening
He turns back and builds himself a dream
The magistrate laughs, up in his dark tower
In his noisy delight, naked from any stain
His power increases, crushing the poor man's will
Sitting on his wealth, the rich man cries
He asks forgiveness but the rope is tight
He asks for his own death but the deal isn't fair
The poor one is always clean but justice fails
Money charmed and under sharpened knives, they cry the terror
Which will kill them in the end,
Crushed by the law. the poor man dies
Under the rich one's eyes
The remorse is the attorney's laughter
The power is weak when it doesn't belong to you
The attorney sleeps on the wealth he earned wrong
While the poor one sleeps, awaiting his vengeance
Glory sleeps beside justice and stays idle
The rope is tight on the rich one's neck
And the judge is gunned down by the poor one's hand

Sands Of Treachery

I've chosen the path of the damned,
I've looked up for my hidden legacy,
Truth is buried under the sands of treachery
And it is damnation in disguise

Marching onward through the desert
Washed up dead by hard earned serenity
A long journey stands before me

Marching on toward darkness
Skinned from the flaws of artlessness
A bitter journey stands before me

Never satisfied by the answers the gave
Never sized their reality nor their beliefs
I search the sand dunes for a secret relief

Messiahs have walked this land before me
In quest of their abominable adversary
Confrontation is an every day thing
It runs on my mind as if acid was poured on me
Killing the very core of my purity
This journey is my purgatory

Marching inside the burning womb
Sands are melting in glassy sheets
I finally find what I've been looking for
All those years, wandering in oblivion
I finally meet my own demon

3. A Sign In Every Dream

A special moment and a face that is unknown
Some visions you felt already gone
Are unfolding events to come
Places seen unconscious
Divided by time and space
Actions seem insidious
Under those dreaming eyes
Twisted reality, raging fallacy
Memories are playing tricks
Put in motion and set to rise
A sign while you're dreaming
Will give you the meaning...
Is life a daydream?
Are those dreams another life?
Every dream is a sign
The true working of your ill mind
To hang your sanity on the blade of a knife
Revelations that will take place today
Set moments unveiled by yesterday
Future's only a mount of clay
Led by some astral journey
Which are leading your own destiny
Memories are playing tricks
And life seems over already
Dreams are prismatic
Spinning inside your psyche
And will give to life the edge you never see

4. Believe

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5. The Killing Hands

Hidden like a trap, he waits for is pray...
Ready to snap, he lingers for a fray
He knows every weakness
The victim's underway
Soul shattering, life breaking
He destroys without asking
Kills for is own pleasure
Takes what is doomed to die
The butcher's bloody lure
Blank stare you don't ask why
Has he stalks you to death
Witness the killer's cometh
She dies by his hands
Day turns into night, life ends in a fright
Entire the fading of existence
Justice will reveal the sentence
Time stopped but it feels right
Day turn into night,
Life ended in a fright
Her death bring me sacred might
Revenge is my own right
He dies by my hands....
He got parole and I'm on a roll
The law gets in my own hand
And I will stop the death toll
In front of a stranger ready to condemn me...
I will die by her hands..
I'm culprit and prisoner
But my mind is now on free...
Hidden like a trap, she waits for her pray
I will die by her hands

6. Consciences

They speak to us everyday
They reach for us
They haunt us
They just want to understand why
Their departure cames so fast
The conscience is nothing but the voice of the dead
Trying to save us from our own damnation
This conscience that is guiding us, liberating us
The one that gives us remorse
Some advices
Without knowing where to go
Without knowing where to flee
It opens up the road for us faith full
This conscience that helps us, respond to us
The one that gives up ideas and suggestions
It liberates us from the evil and makes us do these trivial choices
This inner voice that talks to us
It pushes us forward
In order to reach our goal with no shame and no regrets
Without too much tough
Passion will come to us
For the living pleasure, forever...

7. World Imperative

Dedicated and fierce, pure blooded and true
No longer confined by an insecure spiritual search
The free minds of men back to the source
Back to the time we knew the truth
Getting close so close it would be too easy, don't worry
The choice has been made for you
They splattered hope on the wall of ideals that is our lives
Makes them choke on the unborn and everlasting ball of hate
Felling off reality, wiping out thoughts of creation
It is no soft spot it's everywhere now
Drawn still flowing, entering blurring mass
Revelations expected, reign of knowledge exploited
Explored trench reveals times of madness
Exhaling fast and staring through scared beings I lurked
Exceedingly increasing need of space born, from their magnificent domination
With this world imperative, it won't feel like death at all
The unforgivable is now meaningless to us or so I've heard
Stranded in here but no forever, softly but surely they'll kill to laugh
Cornering darkness itself we see it all
We have awakened the eternal capture device long ago
Climb the slope of weeds and dust to live
Substitute to total chaos and endless storms
Managing the balance for the critical act
The worker's pain will be in vain and no more will aim
Infamy will always be

8. The Last Ride Of Solaris

On my scorched land falls a crimson rain
Praying for some miracle but in vain
Nothing will last here, there's nothing left to claim
Earth has dried up and mankind s on its wane
Her dying hope is the burden to hold
Wait for the last one of them and then break the mold
Please silence that story which is hard to be told and watch
Watch the best part
Watch the hellrise on the back of dying mother Earth
Watch solaris riding our sky
Way back, when all was still and sane
They elected that mad man
They let him reign
Time after the great ruler
Made up a new fucking killer
He was holding trust, peace, future... oh what a big mistake
In the coming ere after this brilliant motherfucker
Only thought our children to hate and fake
Drowning them in a money lake
Time after the great ruler,
That he named up solaris, supposed to bring peace and reason
This Goddess of redemption and oblivion
Was bleaching cleaner for all our flaws,
With a blinding light, her burning kiss
Became an earthwide fright, a blazing bliss
A skin shredder, a blood boiler... a giant steeled slaughter
Solaris is riding our sky
At last, let our mother Earth die
Solaris, a big blazing fly
Let our assholes faces fry
Solaris fell as the heavens cry