1. Spiritual Icons

Costal angels float through the welkin
With bloody orchids in their (astral) hands
Fractured spinal columns – mutilation
Blind prophets whine
Witness – visionaire cast out
Paradise meltdown
Nailed into a restricted relic – isolated
But the relic bleeds

Not my life; neither heaven
Nor hell I inhale
Pain; but in slumber I will be
Reborn. I demand!

Your god is enthralled by spirits flesh
Vampires in majestic distance
Reptiles cut flesh – depravity
Whores slice at you
Mineralized tears arise
Immeasurable dimensions
I nail and vomit blood

Not my life; neither heaven
Nor hell I inhale
Pain; but in slumber I will be
Reborn. I demand!

Demons have given false icons unto me
My angel, why have you forsaken me?
I carve up and die again!!!

2. Catharsis In Azure

As thou cut blood for blood, I am entwined in
Cold tears burn my skin
As an angel bleeds in my hands, I'll give away my pain

I am azure – not an angel
And thou will bleed like me in
Heaven, catharsis number seven
And in darkness thou will feel my pain

Demonic measures – inanimated hell
Bullets in angels chest
As my soul bleeds in body, and the sky, it awaits
I am divine parhelion, so feel my revival

I am azure – not an angel
And thou will bleed like me in
Heaven, catharsis number seven
And in darkness thou will feel my pain

...And there is a mass of angels
Those bleed like thou, feel like thou
But thou have taken their scars
Have impaled it as thine own
Now confess!!!

3. Fractured Abandonment

A broken sun, I abandon the earth as you
Try to strangle me down

My spirit bleeds – open skin
I'll never pass the portal
Cold nocturnal passage, the cloned path in it's deep
The fractured tears sears on me
A sterile god but fractured icons
The nightly pressure in parallel paths
The crimson moonlight burns like sulphur in my eyes

Hell
I summon the beast
To protect my pain

I abandon – feel the pain I bleed
I abandon – see the past I wept

A sterile god but fractured icons
The nightly pressure in parallel paths
The crimson moonlight burns like sulphur in my eyes

Hell
I summon the beast
To protect my pain

I abandon – feel the pain I bleed
I abandon – see the past I wept

4. Fallen Skin Dimension

You bleed my buried past
So strong the inner quest
You weep my wrong path
I feel strangled on this earth

Never release me – I am the hate of god
Stubborn believer – I have
Destroyed the impaled son

Revival of crimson failure
So pathetic the fluid mask
Impaled and dismembered
My burial skin
I see victims of other worlds

Never release me – I am the hate of god
Stubborn believer – I have
Destroyed the impaled son

Never release my buried pain
I gave always my nails
I can't bleed for the past without scars

A ornament of pain is the crestfallen sculpture
Of the orchid sleep

Never release my buried pain
I gave always my nails
I can't bleed for the past without scars

Never release my buried pain!!

5. Buried Awakening

The abandoned moonlight bleeds in me
Seduced in seconds
The sculptured chest – open wide
My angel a relic of god
Cold the burden of past, beside essential wrath
Burns me – opens me

Artesian well – subconscious wrath
Profound symbols – the strangled aeons blood

A frozen serum of moonblood and nightrain
And strangled is the orchid – once stood
Scars were given to me in fourth astral world
I spit into a vomit
Bowed down – but stubborn
I am martyrium

Artesian well – subconscious wrath
Profound symbols – the strangled aeons blood

Heaven – thou have devoured my love
For that I will arrive

Azuretomb – open horizon
Ш will take my revenge

6. Costal Angels

Profound tears – never believe me
I am not – your abandoned angel
By the power of spiritual weepings and nightmares
The monumental icons of past and reptiles

I am this pain.
That hurts when you entangled respire disenchantment
As with my bloody hand my love I pretend

Fukgent eyes – a glance at show
Meltdown – of wings of crowns
Flatters enshrined by the essence of demon
Neither heaven nor hell could bestow thus love

I am this pain.
That hurts when you entangled respire disenchantment
As with my bloody hand my love I pretend

The decided love

Before we die, a serum of hate fades
Through an astral god...

7. Thirdmoon

I am Thirdmoon and deliver my wrath
I am Thirdmoon and deliver my pain

I stood shoulder to shoulder among devils
While I saw my body dying
So the dreams abandoned by my carrion heart
Felt into dimensions where the wise man lies
Crystal blood – is all I believe in
I've abducted god – to crown myself

I am Thirdmoon and deliver my wrath
I am Thirdmoon and deliver my pain

I saw the dreams of my astral tears
So I cut out my seduced eyes
Precious solar icon sphere
In whores of the devious wrath
Crystal blood – is all I believe in
I've abducted god – to crown myself

Turn to side of delusion, but the truth will be veiled
Cosmic solution
The scars of aghast bane that bleed in wated deep
An enigmatic perfume of life – I inhaled

8. Obsolete Scars

Icons emboied in flesh – that bleeds and we nail
Another constant frequence, bowed down by the abstraction

Silence – but another war in hell
Martyrium – grotesque blood of men
Icons – still pathetic scars

Slip of the cursed azure blood, the serum of human mourn
Entwined – astral hands, embodied in flesh

Silence – but another war in hell
Martyrium – grotesque blood of men
Icons – still pathetic scars

Silence – but another war in hell
Martyrium – grotesque blood of men
Icons – still pathetic scars

Demonic
Bowed down
Degeneration
Essence of hate
Slaughtered progress

9. Captured

I stared through the azure of the blind man's eyes
Beheaded orchids in distant aeons wept
I saw the embodied angel in slumber
Withered astral wings and the body
Implaed by silver thorns...

Caressed by the breath of the serpent candle
Strangled by the withered tears that dance
The pure aorta of delivered life fades away
Torn apart lonely croons of the golden weeps
Bowed down by the profound mask of cosmic filth

Drain the blood of an angel's wing
And glowing silver will burn your skin

Deformed by the thoughts of an ancient wish
Slithered by the fallen angel's reptile eyes
Blinded by the wrathkind of the solar icon
Burned tongues whispered in welkin sand

Drain the blood of an angel's wing
And glowing silver will burn your skin

Afterglowed illusion
Broken horizon
Impaled regrets
Burned equilibrium

Drain your believe
You don't know what the angels once did

10. Grotesque Chapter II

Cold the dawn made of morning dew
Relic pictures covered with dust
Black tears flow from cloned eyes
The fall of grace

Grotesque astral blood
Hurts my living
I need to punish my mind
My salvation

Tearstained snow embraced in summer
Cosmic utopia arrives
Perrential odium
The blood on my hands dissolve but

Grotesque astral blood
Hurts my living
I need to punish my mind
My salvation

Grotesque astral blood
Hurts my living
I need to punish my mind
My salvation

11. Outro

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