1. The Elegy For Doom

We are enslaved by the vision of minds
Hunger of blood leads us to authority
Consuming world – an impulse to our development
"Kill or be killed" – the rightist law in the sick times

We are sick – The elegy for doom
We are wicked – The elegy for doom

No-one – will be saved, No-one – will be sacred
No-one – will be reminded, We are insane

Empty words flows to the millions of deaf ears
Blind eyes can't see the kingdom of greed and misery
Internal war – convulse sickness and perplexed thoughts
Hate gave us tools to destroying of equilibrium

We are insane, No-one – will be saved
No-one – will be sacred, No-one – will be reminded

This is a countdown to our desolation
Still waiting for the beast's descending
God forsook us and your inheritance
From man to god – a great metamorphosis

We are condemned in the world of god
We are lost in the world of lies

No-one – will be saved, No-one – will be sacred
No-one – will be reminded, We are insane

2. The Solitude Remains

It's inside me
It makes me weak, it paralyzes, grows
Turns me into flesh
Without a soul
Another prick and lack of signal
Horror or indifference?
Horror or indifference?

The solitude remains

Poisoned or sensitive?
I absorb the pain without the control
Lack of acceptance, lack of pleasure
Degeneracy
Awareness
No agreement in the inside fight
Solitude

The organism which has benn badly designed
Constantly modified
Experiment, lottery,
Experiment, calamity

Divine mirror of vanity
In a sinusoid of life
We are distinguished by two values
Zero and One – the code of our creator
A new bible of the future
Without us...

3. Wings Of Frustration

In every moment of your life
You were trying to fulfill
To satisfy conditions
And all known and unknown
Were only make demands
Were only make demands

On the wings of frustration
I reach the highest point
I reach the highest point

On my destiny

Desolation of my relations
In th circle of close f®iends

Felicity is my camouflage
But in reality
I'm waiting for the moment of attention
I'm flaying on the wings of frustration

On my destiny

But I know it's the right time
To show me to all surrounding
That jester is dead
I'll jeopardize
Cause it's my way of life

4. An Act Of Providence

I can see death in me – Paranoia
The Fractal of life
I am trying to defend myself
Against the whirl of destination
Against the whirl of domination

escaping from pain into pain again
Never ending
A constant revision of imperfection
Like a verdict – Frustration
Like a verdict – Depression
Awaiting for the final act
An act of providence

I can see death in me – Paranoia
The Fractal of life
I am trying to defend myself
Against the whirl of destination
Against the whirl of domination

Beuond time, in nonentity
I am being punished
By non – existence in loneliness
Pain – a friend
Pain – a sickness
I don't know something more different
An act of providence
Waiting for the final act
Election of power
To find own way
To nowhere?

Like a verdict – Frustration
Like a verdict – Depression
Awaiting for the final act
An act of providence

5. The Loneliest

In the darkness
In the longest night
I set free the most dangerous
Part of my being
Hunter, hangman
Night stalker
Carnal desires
Twisted bodies
Madness in the eyes

But I just wanted
To catch your dream
Symmetrical life
Schizophenic mind
Rake as thousand other
Delusion on invisibillity

I would like to catch you
My permanent hunger
Speed me up
Your sweet blood is
My only acceptable fuel
My only acceptable fuel

The loneliest
And the most complicated
The loneliest
In the world of simple-minded

People, common creatures
Self-abasement is the sign
Of every existence
But in my world
I, the one who creates the rule
The loneliest madman
The loneliest madman

The loneliest
And the most complicated
The loneliest
In the world of simple-minded
The loneliest
And the most complicated
The loneliest
In the world of simple-minded

6. As Never Before

I'm quietly waiting
For long awaited death
No sisters of mercy
Nor fucking priest
Could give me a moment
Of silence and peace
Could give me a moment
Of relief

All these hypocrites
Morons with Juda's face
No-one understands
How long they'll stay
So profundly certain
They are right

With every morphine breath
I can see more and more
Positive points of
Long awaited death
Happiness of ending existence
And immortality as punishment

Many years, many moments
I was waiting
My exhausted body
Personal fragments of life
Emotionally dead and alive
As never before... and free

7. Frozen God

Frozen in chaos
In thousands of events
In milliards of beings
Unending train
Reason – Result
Action – Reaction
Stagnation?
In the bull's eye,
I'm surrounded by the silence
With the eyes which are lost,
I'm looking for the world,
The world that is dead for me
I'm a frozen god

The vortex of disease
That's consuming the world
Who is strong enough to chance it?
Where is the author of that sad comedy?
It's not my world
I'm a frozen god

Stagnation
In act of depression
Out of control
To be the close to damnation

You – creator of gods and thoughts!
Where are you?
"Opus dei" – a derisive slogan
Milliards of cloven atoms
Joined again, without the aim?
In this devilish composition
I'm a frozen god

Hund on nothingness
I'm going with the stream of chaos
Without thousands of events
Without milliards of beings
I've found my own dimension
I'm a frozen god

8. Determination

Accept and follow and do not engage
In lust and envy, In lust and envy,
Greed and wrath,
Your life is planned
And moves are traced out,
And moves are traced out
Why should I to follow the rules of light?
Listen and accept the determination right?

In spite of determination
I would like to act
To evolve and flourish
In every aspect of my life
I don't care about religion
I don't care about money
I don't care about the influences
And inherent others
Why should I to follow...

The borrowed impressions lust and dust
Means all the same for you
The ten dommandments
For humans choosing
Endless death and pain

I would like to hint
At the nonsense of common laws
Because every man and every woman
All people are unique
And a pinch of self-admiration
In these strange times
Is better than self-mortification
Why should I to follow...

Bizarre and twisted strange values
In this sick world, In this sick world
There is no place for
A moment of satisfaction
For a minute of musings
For normal life
Why should I to follow...