Tracks

01. January: Entrance For The Ending
02. Funerals of Birth
03. The Old Railway
04. Into the Shroud
05. Life=Nightmare
07. My Wrecked Branch



01. January: Entrance For The Ending

Music by Azmo Lozmodial
[Instrumental]


02. Funerals of Birth

Music & lyrics by Azmo Lozmodial
A white spot on the wall's calling me to enter...

Another home..
Another dream
Another meaning..of reality
Another place..
Another name..
The end of all the torturous pain ..

Behind my breaths...The doors are open
with Ruined images, And dignity is falling
The sky is burning
The wounds are calling
Life's smothering me...
And tears can't stop flowing...

[Whispers:]
The sun-rays crossed the window,
a spark of light on the wall,
creating a heavenly hole for me to enter...
I can hear them calling, voices beyond existence,
Insanity on the way, and death to welcome birth
all the sorrowful moments of my life
all the dreadful nights
everything will end
everything will face an end.

Around my fears ...The pride is broken
with solid rains of winter I am walking
The thoughts are drowning ..
This disease is growing
Life's smothering me...
And tears can't stop flowing...


03. The Old Railway

Music & lyrics by Azmo Lozmodial
Old place...so forgotten
you were here...beyond the light
hanged trust..ripped promises
innocence died within the night

you were here ..
with a thorn and roses
Failure won...
and then you left

And this w as written, my destiny
and you have flown toward the skies

cold face...so distorted
I was here..searching the right
I found you bleeding with broken wings...
with a slit wrist...and skin so white..


04. Into the Shroud

Music & lyrics by Azmo Lozmodial
I am bleeding, I am cutting myself
I am tainting the walls

I am screaming while no one hears
I am flowing what rest of me
I am dreaming of the final leave
I am seeking the peace in me
I am bidding farewell to pains
I am ending the final race
For no more darkness
lights shall appear
For no more lies
I cast the fears...

[Whispers:]
This existence's so cold and frail,
we fell into a delusion that called life"
its something which full of pains,
and its something which full of lies..
where wounds become our food and death hides in disguise"

[Whispers:]
Meaningless breaths where there're no goals to achieve,
where there're no joys at all but blood to feel,
where there's no love at all just hate to breed,
where there's no gladness at all just madness to seed,
where there's no gladness at all just madness to seed
where there's no gladness at all just madness to seed"

Bleeding...Cutting ...myself
I've Tainted the walls
Forgive me...
I am leaving...


05. Life=Nightmare

Music & lyrics by Azmo Lozmodial
I am scratching The sense of being
I am searching beyond the light

I am brooding the nest of leaving
I am watching the final sight...
Of my life...

I am leaping there where we can't die
away from a world made of lies
I am you, do you deny ?

I am you, you can't deny
you'll be like them, Who died with pride...

[Spoken:]
"Of sorrow we made, In Grief we breath
From Pains we rise, till happiness dies
till every truth of life becomes layers of lies
In wells of blood we grow, so broken, left in silence
In shadows we spent the childhood
In wounds the youth has gone...
the youth has gone...
Nothing's left to loose
Nothing's left to achieve
Insanity is all what I have now
And time has healed nothing
Time has healed nothing...


07. My Wrecked Branch

Music & lyrics by Azmo Lozmodial
The roots are spreading
through rusty flesh
the worms are shaking
through eaten brains
lacerated faces..and dry blood
jaded remains...asking forgiveness

coldness handled the holes of scattered truth
October faced its mirrors with this youth
these tombs will witness reflections through the nights
my sparks of leaving are facing the entire right

Trapped among my ashes...Trapped...Trapped...

The eyes are moving
through wrecked skulls
600 wounds are spread among the dusk
these torn mouths are screaming near
"goodbye to memories, goodbye tomorrow"

I'll drop my branch
I'll release the weight
I'll meet you there,
with no shame

Coldness handled the holes of scattered truth
October faced its mirrors with this youth
these tombs will witness reflections through the nights
my sparks of leaving are facing the entire right..