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I am sitting in total loneliness in darkness
I am cutting my veins with razor
My blood is flowing as a river on the floor
All this time I didn't know what I've been living for
Maybe the fear of death didn't let me do this
But now I'll commit a suicide
I had a dream, I don't need my life anymore
And now in darkness, without pain, suffering and tears
My last breath has left my body
Everything came to an end so fast, even without a beginning
Oh how much I hated this fucking world
Will I be damned by all gods
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Darkest thoughts fill my mind
Grey reality is a surrounding reflection
Being miserable I still know nothing
I'm still mad for a long time
These flashes and visions don't let me go
I don't know what the hell was I doing
My hand was under control of an unknown desire
I can only remember the flash of the knife in darkness
And red warm liquid on my hands
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Om Hosten (instrumental)
05:01
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Cold Rain will come
03:43
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Cold rain will come
The smell of the ground
The swallows circling
And their stammering sound
And wolves in the fog
Singing at night
And wild trees
In tremulous white
No one would mind
Neither bird nor tree
If mankind perishes utterly
And spring herself
When she wakes at dawn
Would scarcely know
That we were gone
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When the last lifeline is torn apart
And nobody's near
Everything white turns black
The question is born and the answer is dead
After all things that happened
Death is usual to all
We are possessed by indifference
There's no more truth and truthful people
You don't need to strangle tears
Because I have got what I wanted
Now I'm in the place where eternal autumn is
Suicide is the beginning but not the end
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The World unmanned
06:42
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Poisonous stench of seditious thoughts
Enlightens my eyes with vicious shine
Seeds of heresy have grown in me
Stinging laugh and hateful voices tear apart
Lost in crowd of businesslike puppets
I am phlogosis on flesh of mankind
Hate in my eyes, stone in my hand
I'll make this world unmanned
arrgh
Language lacks the words to express
My attitude to this ugly swarm
All emotions wither in pain
When I throw my stone
Forced to be born in this cesspit
This wormy den
Disgusted, I still tried to live
But I'm of the same breed
Rotten core in rotten body
Fetid mind of obtuse creature
My blood is screaming
With all-consuming hatred
I'm on the edge, I go away
And you, morons, will go with me
Your dirty blood will mix with stale
Fertilizer for distressful earth
Provoked by Chaos, I go to nest
Of serpents swarming in daily routine
Messiah of posthumous death, I will lead
The errings to world they deserve
These beings are blind, they need a shepherd
I can't stay aside of horror they do
Hate in my eyes, stone in my hand
I'll make this world unmanned
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7. |
Retaliation Night
04:37
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Exhibition of nightmares
The wind howls in endless corridors
Ethereal hatred, repugnant malice
Reigning in mind, mottled with sores
Nails dig into palms of the hands
When I clench them into the fists
What a strength I feel, what a might
Dreaming of my retaliation night
Sociopathy reaches dizzying heights
I incarnate the imminence
Come drink from my bowl of gall
And die out because of my odium
The chains of human existence painfully fetter me
Drive me distracted
Puppets disguised with ignorance
Pompously talking about intelligence
Nails dig into palms of the hands
When I clench them into the fists
What a strength I feel, what a might
Dreaming of my retaliation night
Falling in seductive deeps of silence
My perfect world without souls
Without your voices, problems, fear
My sanity's deserted halls gently cradle me
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Silent snow sustains my shadow
Black coma crowns me above
Subdued blood creeps in veins
Mixture of red hate and dispair
I want to be beneath the snow
Beneath the frozen ground and ice
I want to lie in silent crypt
And not to hear your ugly voices
Curse you, anything which is our Father
Your children are sickish freaks
I search for place consecrated enough
Lifeless for you, for me to pass away
Tired of all, I want just to sleep
May be, when awake, I won't see these sheep
Like a deadbeat beast, I disrupt the ground
I bury myself not to perceive all around
I want to be beneath the snow
Beneath the frozen ground and ice
I want to lie in silent crypt
And not to hear your ugly voices
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No way out, this moment of life
Transforms into a fading scene
Powerlessness of mortal being
Strikes with vicious treachery
Death will unite the worst and the best
Under the banner of Bone King
We all are roaming misty plains
Waiting for his orders
Oppressive silence in the coffin
As never-ending song
Torments our ear for the ages
Soon you will hear it too
Music of the great beyond
Growing roots in faceless eternity
Slow sinking into torpor
Indistinct visions of the life
Which could be only absurd dream
Oppressive silence in the coffin
As never-ending music
Torments our ear for the ages
Soon you will hear it too
Music of the great beyond
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Cutting
03:52
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Hopelessness, emptiness
captivates the inner world
which seems fall into the abyss
deep divide…..2ð
how you can climb out of it
they are your destiny moments
body is drawn into the cell
self-violence is the path of awareness
poison which we are
Cutting it is the path to enlightenment
slaughter within us…..
as a rotten carcass
unnecessary to anyone……
and let the madness ruled me
Inspire terror and fears
The terrible bodies are burning in flame
with bleeding hands and voided tears
and the nothingness of our flesh
with bleeding hands and voided tears
Cutting it is the path to enlightenment
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Ââåäèòå ñîîáùåíèå...
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11. |
Blood red Mud
04:09
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Beasts harnessed to Misery Ñhariot
Lathered, rush over dead bodies
Death himself steers Dispair and Ruin, lashing with Hate
Forcing mortals to assasinate
With misanthropy in distracted eyes
We spill the blood
All is pitch black and only bones gleam in the mud
Blood red mud
Gods of all aeons turn into ashes
Beggars and kings die of same gashes
This day we all will die, Hatred at the helm
Black wind stands on guard
Of us to spill our blood on mud
Blood red mud
The end of all epochs means end of us all
We are mere ghosts roaming about
Wars are in past - all warriors dead
And no redemption awaits us beyond
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