This wretched art of time
These wonders without soul
The end of all known values
Can you hear them?

My eyes - unblessed
Will watch your last crawl
Defaced and paralyzed
No one hears your call

Time is passing by
Bearing an orphan child
Unaware of old values
Can you see him?

This vision of mankind
Striding without face
Excessive greed, simplicity
Knowledge forced your fall

Without face
Your fall
Inversion
Complete rewind

In fire and oceans depths
Disaster strikes
As we sow our demise
A thoughtful appearance
All failing to receive

Fright
Barren, lonely
Torn, crying

Mother
Hidden image
Sought extraction

Three days of secrecy
Left his world unrestrained
Ten years and more to come
Isolated, solemn reign

An idle mercenary
Placed on an empty field
Reality foretold
All left beneath this shield

Our days are free of substance
In a limited pulse
All venture on my shadowed side

These words of angels wretched
Our schemes will forever fall
A deceiving well planned lie
Still, still standing tall

Falling from your eyes
Blinded by disgust
Slowly fading into
Submission of your mind

Presence of mind lapse
Obstruction of real life
Worthless prophet
Liar without remorse

Thoughtless actions
They focus or slumber
Slowly fading into
Submission of your mind

See inside you
You can't deny
What you are

As the sun filters its rays
Your life passes away
Your mind passes away

Misery foretold as
Words lost there essence
Worthless prophet
Liar without remorse

No you can't deny
What's in front of your eyes
You can't believe
The lite that you once told

You can't deny
In front of my eyes
You can't believe
The lite that you once told

The day I meant
All history
Next one descent
Swift time I see

It holds no change
This kinetic age
All moments cease
Movement release

It holds no change
- While one is seen -
This kinetic age
- Delete your dreams -
All moments cease
- Construct fake day -
Movement release
- No more to say -

Thrive
All time we've used for nothing real
Strive
Suffer now, at least you feel

Soulless body here to wander
Fed the tragedy of lust
Fooled through concepts, fake designs
Ongoing, you know you must

Who will justify?
A parametric tragedy
Who will testify?
I'm dead all through
Who will justify?
A paramedic tragedy
Who will testify?
One mourning firmament

Repression, erasure of real thought
Fading away, is this the goal you sought?
Spirit died, left issues unbrought
Desolate ways, for this place you fought

We are left beneath

It's a dead position here
Without particular reason
All these schemes that you hold dear
It can't seem to be treason?

Firmament, one firmament

Rushing downstream thought the tragedies of man
A cancer growth as the sun
Disfigured art inside the galleries of the damned
A lost machinery we're overrun

One detailed overlooked
A flaw in your design
Your hands forever hooked
In filth you rise

We're running out of lies
Imperfection
All units fall
The purpose lost
We've rid all sights of change
Structures fragile
Another addiction
All concentric

Seeking shelter in the long gone, ridden, flaws
Disfigured theory of thought
All time meant nothing there's no change to be seen
On the same basis, your friends and you fiends

One detailed overlooked
A flaw in your design
Your hands forever hooked
In filth you rise

All concentric

With indifference we face the dawn of man
Mind pace still though the storm
We've seen it all synched with movements of the hand
Fever breed given form

All details planned inside a plot already fixed
A cancer growth as the sun
Stillborn evolution, everlasting itch
A lost machinery we're overrun

Why do I read, read between the lines
Create the ideal
Interpret
What's not there

Time has passed, no sights have changed
Misplaced pattern, rearrange

The light, the end
Mirage past, the moment is gone
I slip, fear grips
I fall back

Time has past, no skies have changed
Misplaced patterns, rearrange
Will this be
My last point of reference
Go black
My will
Put to rest
In darkness descend

With a loss of control
The next step is clear
Suppressing what used to me
I turn away

In distant I
Of movement still
The trail of absence
Infected will

Of blood thirst rise
No other strive
A lying tongue
Of vision deprived

Now another day
It's just like before
We slaughter mornings epilogue

Crucified by another remission
Since the victim never lie
We're lead by a dead vision
On a bleeding earth

The father and all children
Of a vision turned to rust
Will reach back for one second
Hesitation, fragile lust

"The earth in its entirety,
Drenched in blood is nothing but a
Vast altar on which every living being must die
Until all is devoured, until the wicked is rid,
Until death itself is dead, on our,
Our bleeding earth"

Crucified by another remission
Since the victim never lie
We're lead by a dead vision
On a bleeding earth

Indivisible patterns meld
Chaotic, neurotic
The purity that was found
Now poisoned

Our legacy, once rare and prodigious
Now collapsed and deteriorated
We are our own demise
Once more, the delight ruins us
Disgust holds no limits
The thoughts and ideas dwell
Within us all to gather the
Tenebrous words used for dismissal
Feeble, and destroy

Through screams of perversion
The discovery of oneself
My chronic mind, everlasting
In self preservation lies

The soul of our thoughts
Our meld, our legacy
We are not of this world
We are not to be of this world

Through screams of perversion
The discovery of oneself
My chronic mind, everlasting
In self preservation lies

Indivisible patterns meld
Chaotic, neurotic
Smoldering masses questions our ways
Archaic, kinetic

Submissive state of mind
Without intention
New visions found in life
These scales are beyond your sight

Dismissed duality
Lying
Closure of sanity

A multitude of eyes
Are staring into the light
Emotions lost in life
The serpent revealed its face

Subtle movements
Unfolding from every lie
Interpretation
Of false faces, lest inside

Eradication
Of broken bounds
Rejuvenation
From undiscovered grounds

Still his world prevailed
Untouched by external light
In this wake of flames
An orphan child came of age

Now in isolation
One bleeding earth in unrest
Forged the faith of all
In obscure serenity

In this winter of souls
Beyond man, beyond death
Then a world will unfold
In a serene catharsis