1. Suicide Manual

Revenge in a state of madness.
Madness is a state of happiness.
The voices are your guiding light.

Call it whatever you may want to.
You didn't meant to step on another's toes.

Whatever happens.
You didn't meant to step on no toes.
Whatever happens.
You didn't meant to hurt them.
Step on those hoes.
Head for the closet
Take the sharpest object
Handle it carefully
Now place it on your wrist
Repeat it
Repeat it
Do you see the dark-red flowing?
Slash it until you see your self-portrait in a memorial service.

Damn this I keep on breathing.
They promised that this will help me.
Through the bad days and through everyday.
This void.
Descriped as salvation.
Handholding me.
Through these hours.

2. Rejected

I am decayed
Everything is tortured
And it feels like

In this remains
Grows a glimple of hope
Waiting for the final strike

This is ouк last somber serenade
We sing it in our own selfish way

We're falling
We're falling
We're deeper that our minds are holding

Rejected
Rejected
We're withering away with this world

Victims parade
Heading towards the chapel six
Fading away

Thousand and three
Angels of misery
Guiding our way

3. One More Day

Good morning?
I've never felt this bad
Last evening I burned it all
And I am on my way
I blew my head out
Like the day before
But then again
Why it had to be me to be me?

Days like this
Prepares me
Days like this...

I'm all alone...
This time I got to let it go
I fall alone
It is just too hard to hold

Dear diary it's me again
Just wanted you to know
That I am still alone
These days are really hard to hold
Althought I did it all just like you told

Just like you told me
The stars aren't really not there
Those yellow pieces ain't what they told

So look closer
You see those opening doors and the footspeps to every broken dream

No more...
No more falls...
This time I got to let it go...
For empty halls...
It is all too hard to hold...

4. Downward Groove

Another failed human being in this painful sensation
Closing it every day

The source of your anguish in this caressing life making you paranoid

Pour the liquid groove
Feel the warmness of the 80 proof
Somebody help me

Then why you feed from it?
The inner self of men
And it all stays the same
It's running in our veins

Failed and gained the pain
As the face of your hate
Reflecting it every day

This poor human being
Nevertheless
Needed
Needed...

5. Instrumental

6. The Elbow Of Zeus

Why do I feel.
Why am I standing here.
Why do I repeat all the brainless mistakes.
Wake up and see.
What life is doing to me.
This is a cry for help.

'Cause it brings me closer, closer to hell.
Like paper cuts too deep on my skin.
The dying cells inside of my veins.

I'm feeling ill.
Where does the rainbow end.
I'm at the halfway.
Why some one Brought the rain.
Those years were here.
Those years of fortune and fame.
Now some one stole them.
And it feels like.

'Cause it brings me closer, closer to hell.
Like paper cuts too deep on my skin.
The dying cells inside of my veins.

I'm draining fast.
These days are years and years are decades.
Still waiting for the stroke that gives me.
Pleasure with pain.
Turning all the water to wine.
Painting this gray.

'Cause it brings me closer, closer to hell.
Like paper cuts too deep on my skin.
The dying cells inside of my veins.

7. Good For Nothing

In this room, there shouldn't be no suffering.
We are eager to get rid of all that's different.
As we're doomed to this everyday misery.
As diversion of the painless humanity.

'Cause we are blind and see no sympathy.
The vapid life of ours.
'Cause we are blind and too conceited.
The mass distruction.

This is floor 6. Place: Sanitarium
Where they try to take away my diversity.
Lying still.
Empty will.
Not even dreaming.
And every pill just grows my misery.

'Cause we are blind and see no sympathy.
The vapid life of ours.
'Cause we are blind and too conceited.
The mass distruction.

Allways the same.
We make a difference.
But show me one who cares.
Allways the same.
We beat the undone.
But show me one who cheers.
In criminal obsession.
There is no dilemma.
Distinquish the diverse
and you feed from power.
Bury irrelevant.
Kill off all that's different.
No one is is lily-white.

In this world of deceit i'm waiting for release.
Demon me...

'Cause we are blind and see no sympathy.
The vapid life of ours.
'Cause we are blind and too conceited.
The mass distruction.
Allways the same.
We make a difference.
But show me one who cares.
Allways the same.
We beat the undone.
But show me one who cheers.

8. Mindless Wrecking Progress

Mind detonation.
Dream thet solution.
And it will come to your realm.
Danger closing in.
As you take a step backwards.
Almost breaking your neck.

Light up the flames.
Light up your everything.
Look behind.
Strafe on your left.
Peel your opponents.
Make then suffer for your mistakes.

Mindless wrecking progress.
Tear down your roof and you feel the sunshine.
Mindless wrecking progress.
Warming like it never did before.

Corribor ending.
Make up your mind.
And turn to direction you allways wanted.
Leave it behind.
Walk into the woods.
Stuff your head to the ground.

Light up the flames.
Light up your everything.
Look behind.
Strafe on your left.
Peel your opponents.
Make then suffer for your mistakes.

Light up the flames.
Light up your everything.
Look behind.
Strafe on your left.

Mindless wrecking progress.
Tear down your roof and you feel the sunshine.
Mindless wrecking progress.
Warming like it never did before.

9. Death-A-Holic

Do you dream when you are dead?
Do you feel when legs are poison-mass?
And your will is well forgotten.
You say never again.

Pray for salvation for days to come or you?ll never get done.
Dreams of nothingness.
And your will is sure to be gone.

Is this eternal state of mind?
When my will is given, and givings is to be gone.
Is this eternal state of my beliefs?
When my will is given, and and givings is to be gone.

Do you grieve when all is gone?
Or do you cast away the final shred.
Piece of your believe.
Let the domination begin.

Pray for salvation for days to come or you?ll never get done.
Dreams of nothingness.
And your will is sure to be gone.

Is this eternal state of mind?
When my will is given, and givings is to be gone.
Is this eternal state of my beliefs?
When my will is given, and and givings is to be gone.

10. Nailgun

In this horizontal rain it's hard to hold your mind in one place.
As the hammer hits your face.
Just fastening.
Ain't it fascinating?
In this life lasting pain everyday just feels like the same.
Try to catch up a pace.
A victim of mine, one of a kind.

And it's all in this.
In this sculptural piece of shit.
Planted inside my skin.
This little red.
the little piece of me, making me also.
Biggest and blackest.
Buries my hatchets thousand feet under.
Releasing those hundred of thoughts.
Hardened and grey.
Hitting my face with the force of nailgun.

So cold and lost inside.
Just trying to keep up with life.
Far away from home.
Further each day.
colder the days.
Guided by your ghost of mind.
Every step just leaves you behind.
Try to keep your face.
Not to fall, Not to fall...

And it's all in this.
In this sculptural piece of shit.
Planted inside my skin.
This little red.
the little piece of me, making me also.
Biggest and blackest.
Buries my hatchets thousand feet under.
Releasing those hundred of thoughts.
Hardened and grey.
Hitting my face with the force of nailgun.
The wind is blowing me down the hand in hights is casting these rocks down.
Just like rain, but causing so much more pain.
Those hands are holding me under.
Darkness without emergensy exit.
And no way out.
Let's close the coffin.

And it's all in this.
In this sculptural piece of shit.
Planted inside my skin.
This little red.
the little piece of me, making me also.
Biggest and blackest.
Buries my hatchets thousand feet under.
Releasing those hundred of thoughts.
Hardened and grey.
Hitting my face with the force of nailgun.