1. With A Crown Of Thorns On Temple

The common night of penaceds
Between still alive
Brings a relief for a suffer
Hypocrisy, envy, false gods
Gnaw the godless bodys
My hands cure from the sins
Through the cross, through the pain

2. Moral Insanity

On the rest of our world
Which was called with pride – human
Among dirty and dead souls
Inside of sick veins

Born

In the middle of religion's wars
Near magnificent church's
Among the secret ceremonies
On the black mass

Born

From vagina which several times
Was violated by a cross
Which like a wood puppet
Optionally turned

Cross

At one time upwards
By its crown of thorns
At one time below
In a hungry flames

Cross

3. Desire... (In My Veins)

Anxiety...
Is hollowing out rotting body
Brutal teared from life
Paralysed in own obssess
Absorbed by eternal curse
To turned out to ashes
To crop a plague
Anxiety...
Like a rain of blood
Throught...
Consumed by fire
Desire...

4. In The Empire Of Damnation

With proudly raised face
Intently a look attentively
Although the shadow of hood
Hides cold eyes
Circulates over earth
In whiteness of its power
In strength of its immortality
Lady of life and death

I will sacrifice myself to her life
I will gaze at her face
I will give back her my crazy soul
My wishes – steps of darkness

5. ...For Kill My Pain

Arms of my dream shine of blade
Appalled I'm knocking of them
Lying in a puddle of blood
I collect shreds of my face
Exerting blind eyes
I look for the tracks of my memory
Crumbs of past days
I read from the purple of hands
Shed blood and tears
In them I'll find a true
and pain...

6. Strange To Heaven

I stood face to face
With my eternal enemy
And I spat
Sneeringly looking
Into the god's eye

My blood is flowing
When body and steel are the same
My blood dries
At Moonlight

My blood flows
When the pieces of throat strangle cruelly
My blood coagulates
Creating crazy forms

7. Ruling Of Conscience

Another god on my way
Spreads wide arms
He tempts by soul immortality
He want me follow him
So I'm going in unconsciousness
Confident like a baby
With bigger and bigger delight
I'm gazing at his face

Next ANGEL gives him palm
Descends to save the world
He kill without hesitate
Making free from the difficulty of life
His bony hand
And the meat fall off in pieces
An enormous emptiness devour him
Nothingness is waiting for a victim

When the next soul
Connects with cortege
I forget for one moment
About my own pain
I passed another death
I have just seen without feelings

8. The End

Standing on the edge of life
I can see only emptiness
It calls me greedily
Indicating one way
It's pale, bone's hand
Death...

I looking back
In silence counting sins
Thousands pictures – hundred shadows
Nothing else mater
One way before me
Death...