1. Intro: sinHisteria
2. Faces Of Death
Distribution, scattered brains feel no sorrow nearly taint
It's not late to demonstrate profit line
Truth and lies – tool of learn overturn now
Devour great detest, violate silence livin', dyin'
Holocaust, diving in faces of death
Infamise what you've preached, devolution
Blaze of sin, tortured soul faithless in death
Be insane, be afraid 'cause it's too late
Horrified parvenu fabricates legends
Mercantile eminence, circumscribed powers
Faces of death, faces of death
Fractured skull peeling skin, mummifying
Gutted men falling down suffocating
Blaze of sin, burst of destiny
Yell and scream grave dilemma bleedin', pleadin'
You must behold these faces of death
Oterwise you'll join them
Faces of death, faces of death
Lame excuse, don't refuse comprehension
Eat youself, drink your blood, which is boiling
Tortured soul, mutilation
Exultation, gazolin shower
Doudtlesss revelation, excellent transportation
Sudden tend is permanent if you try profit line
3. Ahrimans Heart
To save this world
Transgress yourself
Ahriman's heart retains might
Sinister spells
Sorcery dodge
The shroud is swayed by the wind
Black monolith city
White flames in the burial-vault
Delirium is steady and dire
Mystical concentration
Severe asceticism
Knowledge and power as aim
Subject of sacrifice
Certain religiosity
Disincarnation for ritual
Testimonial chaos
Scions of mayhem
Lyre without strings
Let their sovereigh play
Rule over reasons
Play over minds
Filled with compassion and odium
Mask on the face
Blood-spelled letters
Read between the lines
To make a step
Subdue the fear
Ahriman's heart, the invocation
Temple of sin
Boundless abyss
Divine diamond
Muddle force, imitation
People – worms, worms are silt
Spitting snakes, spreading steam
Pleated dress, wrinkled face
Senile hand holding warder
Dampness, cold, sensual myriad
Messiah, you've got to believe into another messiah
Mystical concentration
Severe asceticism
Knowledge and power as aim
Subject of sacrifice
Certain religiosity
Disincarnation for ritual
Testimonial chaos
Scions of mayhem
Lyre without strings
Let their sovereigh play
Rule over reasons
Play over minds
Filled with compassion and odium
Mask on the face
Blood-spelled letters
Read between the lines
4. Postnatal Depression
Prolapse imbues disconcerting flow
Letargized burial of pride
Lashing recontraction uterus reluctance
Muffled curse, self-seduction
Indian chief smoking his pipe
Rectal drainage pericarp's release
Placentized natural bliss
Being in labour being abused
Painkilling just refused
Primitive decontamination
Section with a knife
Hands are holding tight
Struggling to break lose away
Biting someone's flesh
Stout stitch piercing thru
Tiny body 's almost blue
Make it breathe – obsolete relation
Indian tribe smoking their pipe
Talent to survive overstraining trials
Feelings leaving easy mind
Rancour 's turning grief
Ovary is cold
5. When Madness Rules
Madness rules, obvious foresight
Loco pull violence and might
Leave your ruth, leave your twiggy hope
Terrified, fully sanctified
Eyewashing blockade
Blindfolded, intake
Madness games – way to slaughterhouse
Creaking bones – harmony is reached
Ravens warble, lies is killing lies
Fluently giving birth to lies
When society's million press
Forms identity to digest
Reproduction machines racking heavenly body
Sucking pauperization, executional wildness
Contradictory life
Maledictory death
I foreget how to wheep
They are feasting the rut
Age of buying,age of sale
Dubious honour, dreadful bale
Sloth is destroying the world
Trailed invasion
Dashing around belief
Dilapidation
Mixture of numbers and names
Depreciation
Venal creatures enchained to
Clear motivation
Cause for staying alive
Cause for keeping your skin
Cause for livin' in sin praising lecherous cult
Sages taken by herbs
Stainless courage preserved
Calmness, reason, composure,
Spell of grizzled inlay
Copious knowledge
Stairway of hidden summit
Crystal throne
Madness rules, chaos coronates
Lucid hate, prodigious, insane
To prostrate, sinister control
Fulgurates, captivates the mind
Mend or end, mantle haze
Sumissive logy spawn
Madness games, gradual inflame
Turning scale, somnolent pretence
What is preached, who's forever famed
Tenebrarum over dying race
6. Wakening Of Lords
Weighed down with lies
Choke up with grease
Tear out your eyes fiercely
Fall down and swallow tears
Wakening of lords
You have denied
Resuscitates blessing of fair judge
Boil belly of void
Take up sinful prophets
Strangling, cable impedes air
Fearful vengeance
Damage, scream into fit
Follow saint prediction
High day – enemy begs mercy
Termination
Social outcast becomes esteemed
Eagerness extended
Legacy digested in truism
Perforation, modulation, newly-borne insight
Saturate instigate libertine dissidence
Total squash scroched with heat
Suppurate deflagrate
Whisper of runes
Incriminates
Sluggishness, inertness,
Feeble disclaim
Hear out sound of wings
Bow to clothed in garments
Sorrow, strays to decry
Anger, persecution
Final harvest is ripe
Triumph, we demand gore
Pour out bowls of the wrath
Amen, we demand more
Misdemeanor radiates disguise
Timid paranoya
Recreancy followed by remorse
Filthy effort, glossy warrant, renegade's device
Mighty peals – lords of lords sweeping off hailstones
Castigate overawe imprecate dominate
7. Songster Of Humanitys Dawn
Far away to silent summits
Aspirated soul is flying
Where phrases change the world
Where black rivers carry bodies of unprepared
"before the entry into this life
I've been a great deal beyond doubt"
"i've been a word of separate marks"
Virtues wer' breedeing knowledge
All relations of wind, thunder, lightning and light, stars
Merged into my essence
Just a careless tune, just a careless song
Tried without any use
Ugly order 's grown in my eyes
Every substance violated
Common fierceness fuels hatred
Sentimental foolish love
So-called science instead of real magic
Poor talk replaced high-flown speech
Retribution has already found
Blockheads, living in convenient hut
Lost communication with the nature
Some are ruthless cause of impotence
No one hears disordered pulse of planet
But i do, being thrown in that menagerie
Distinguish the song of comin' requital
Song of purification, defence
I take up the melody, its powerful splendour
Quiet, at the same time rumbling
Syllables wake load of snows
Crawling from highest peaks snow-slips
Wiping off junk settlements glaring exceeded deadline
Seams of ground keep on stirring
Firebreath of deepest crevice
Animated woods are moving
Reaching killers to stamp out
As my voiceis making strongest point
Grand tsunami leave no shape of shore
Melted ice is mixing blood with oil
Fertilizing soils for florescence
Last consonance sinking in oblivion
One can see, the world is clean at last
Wonderbeasts are furrowing the meres
Pastures filled with herds of monstrous beings
Unrestricted birds play in transparent skies
Wiselord is looking around
This is what i confess, this is what i enjoy,
This is my native land
Road created of runes, future without dismay,
Future without any incoherence
I'm going away, bounded in pride
Eulogizing existence of might
8. A Memorable Fancy
Angel came, knowing my dreadful state
"horrible! For yourself dungeon
Burning hot to all eternity
You prepare, going in such career "
I muttered in a sudden and ridiculous anger which had no
Grounds "perhaps you will be willing to shew me my eternal lot and we will
contemplate together upon it and see whether your lot or mine is most desirable"
He took me down the winding cave...
Nether sky... "is that providence?"
"don't presume, as we here remain
'll watch thy lot when the darkness melts "
Distance shining, vast crawling spiders
Sprung from corruptijn
Most terrific shapes
"these are the devils
Powers of the air"
Then i asked companion
"what's eternal lot?"
" look between the black and white
Rolling into deep"
Scaly foldy monstrous serpent, drifting tempest
Globes of clouds, ridge of purple, crimson foam
Into streaks devided forehead, red gills, mouthmire
Towards us advancing quickly just above the fire
I remained alone and then
Heard loud harp
"one who never sanctifies
Breeds reptiles of mind"
I arose and sought the guide
Caught him in my arms
Flung with him directly
Right into the sun
Open'd bible had a welcome pit
We descended, seven houses of brick
One we entered
Picking up the flesh
Chained monkeys of annoying stench
So the angel said "thy phantasy
Has imposed upon me and thou
Oughtest to be ashamed"
I answered "we impose on one
Another and it is but lost time
To converse with you
Whose works are only analytics "