1. Intro

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2. A Shred Of Me I Cannot Reach

From enflamed horizons up to starlit skies,
As a darker shade I hovered.
...Pain divine in my once dazzled eye.
Fathomless, timeless – inert!

I crossed once a crimson way, a path once trodden.
I strayed far beyond divine horizons.
To seek the ardent domain to end my search at last.
To reach a shred of me I cannot reach.

Torn and hauntingly hollowed from inside.
Astrally asunder... I am your sacred sin.

Breed of ancient grotesque creatures. Weeping in despair.
Brought to light and condemned to be of alien spawn.
To abode beneath the starborn caverns. To dwell in bleeding lair.
Awaiting... dismal... grimmest dawn!

When sunlight disappears and gateward's open.
When all the lovely creatues walk the path of sorrow and disgust.
When endternity comes forth and human souls are broken.
A long – awaited day will come for me to die.

I'd disappear in a moment...
Like a dying bliss.

3. Newborn World As We Know It

Senseless visions of an afterlife.
Coldblooded hunters and the hunted.
Are these images and those hidebound species
Equally real?

No.
Superiority?
No.

A wretched mind so poor.
A creature vainly dreaming.
The spirit of exhaustion,
It wanders at your dawn.

When your loved ones passed away,
When those leaves fell... Deadly brown,
They fell for the very last time...
You didn't even realize it was the end of all.

Eternal December and everflaming plague
Which, it seems, we were granted yesterday
Is the world we're living in for centuries...
Countless miles of eradication and disbelief,
We, ourselves, beget.

So reap your harvest and enjoy your
Bloodfilled lunch.
Is your time still to come?
No. For it's gone

Just dream on

4. Into Mayhem

"Each of you: list me your characteristic featues, please"

No more colors, no more godforsaken light.
Please, no more!!!
No more pain, no more torurous delight.
Please no, never again!!!

Nails dwelling deep in my flesh.
Throat cut, truly a bloodreign!
Just one more pill and I will greet the kingdom come
Saturated, sacntified and satisfied.

Every pain that hurts
Is a pleasure to witness to
Every shriek that you hear
Is an item to collect.

No more colors, no more godforsaken light.
Please, no more!!!
No more pain, no more torurous delight.
Please no, never again!!!

Mutilation, the circus of deception.
Self-adornment welcomes, it's long-awaited bride
Tempest's silenced, the unborn speaks.
Still there is a long– long road to go in... light.

My shrieks aren't yet agonizing.
Although my imaginary, twisted heaven...
It's already here to foretell I soon will reach it's peak.
Haven't I chosen a wrong path to embark on?

No more colors, no more godforsaken light.
Please, no more!!!
No more pain, no more torurous delight.
Please no, never again!!!

I am the bastard sun of rightfulness.
I am your unborn daughter.
And the more nails you suck me through with
The more right way it will be...
To come into this world.

5. A Bleeding Path

Suddenly... I materialize.
In ephemeral darknened spheres.
It seems there're billions in number.
Yet there's only one.

I reached the stars and caressed what dwells therein,
Inside the very core of unbound universe.

I am the flame of reason,
Burning restlessly,
I am the sky it rains from,
So distant and so cold.

An amateur, I was unaware it originated from a spirit
THEY named Liar...

Body – spirit – soul?
What an old-fashioned trinity.
Senseless and damged,
It's just a shade of an age now dead.

It's all in one and one in all.
All destruction improved and creation benefited.
Infested, deliberated, and lastly – embraced
By an architect's eye.

I touched it all... I touched them all.
I am the discoverer and the voluntary prey.
And i have no forgiveness for my deeds.
Whatever I beg, whatever I ask.

I reached the stars and caressed what dwells therein,
Inside the very core of unbound universe.
An amateur, I was unaware, i originated from a spirit
THEY named Liar...

An enemy, primal and so incredibly distinctive.
It is a column and simultaneously a sprial.
An enemy of a thousand faces.
It spoke to me in colors... unearthrly.

6. Dreaming With The Dead

Wormholes in their bewitching multitude
Accompany this desolated journey
Deep below the ground...
As I shred through a bleeding labyrinth
To be granted at least one more...
... little dream

Oh why not? Is my day yet to come?
My day. My celebration.
A carnival of bleeding hearts.
where everything begins and whole eternity ends.

Don't make me suffer, please no. God knows I've suffered for too long.
Don't make the daylight come through and under
Please no.

This journey never ends...
... and it never actually began.
Though imagined or conceived,
It's no less real.

(Sickened mind and depraved dreams)
My goal is yet to be fulfilled.
My glorywhore, my heavenbeast.
Let me be your demon
Your angel and
Your worm...

To expose the secret of...
... the secret of so much a self-destructive space
All it's treasures and it's traps...
Re-conceivable... only in a most horrid dream.

It never comes... just an all-devouring pain.
Sorrowful mirage of a deconstructed mind.
Exhausted strength and this reflection in a mirrow
Which I cannot bear any longer...

7. Human Breed (Ripped Open To A New Reality)

A living monument of millennial eradication.
Engulfed in a blinding glare of laughter.
That which is yet to be heard amongst the dead of night.
Tortured, humiliated, still it crawls up forward.

The smoke of angelic battle wipes away the colors.
Heavens opened up with acid, a picture so dear to me.
Ultimate murder of the ultimate holiness.
Bleed and suffer, subhuman breed!

My reflections speak to me of burning,
Cast their ghastly shades right unto me.
Hollow smiles, empty words of wisdom.
Ancient knwoledge with no sense.

Once a dreamer, now an empty shell of fading dream.
Fantasizing to the vision of a dying world.
That which is yet to be beheld with wiped out eyes.
A perfect picture of demise.

Hatred we ocne cherished shall be reborn.
Bitterfly mirroring our own deterioration.
As demons of steel blacken the sky,
I rejoice of watching human kind fall... forever.

I, the modern warrior of instant death.
I, the murderer of the cildren of god.
Chaos reigns all over, no peace – no, never again.
Enshrouded in an icethin flame, I arise.

I, the modern warrior of instant death.
I, the murderer of the cildren of god.