Tracks

01. Aenaon - I, Tyrant
02. Satanochio - Crimson Grim



01. Aenaon - I, Tyrant

Rising in fear, growing with memories of past
Hundred years, corrupting the justice of God
Methods of pain, a circus of a mankind in birth
Paranoia in frames, the attitude of the Eastern way of life...

Tyrant, the freedom is falling
Tyrant, monarchy as hell

Hear the law - the time of constract and creation
Feed with awe - Orders, submission, destruction

Tyrant, the freedom is falling
Tyrant, monarchy as hell

No more spawns - the era is clear and complete
Only pawns - myths, fear, disease

I stand across the world domain
I am the God of human slave
Command and reconstruct
Craving and paralyzied

My orders are only inviolate and unbroken
Hear my words and act like a slave machine
I am the rule of every unspoken truth
A universal king, creator of your filth


02. Satanochio - Crimson Grim

They break the link
Between two words I want to keep
Without lies

Black is the drink
Gift for a king that never was
On our paint

Sun is the ink
Gone from the proof they want to steal
From the skies

I'm not a wing
Sewed on a saint that never comes
Back to hell

Will I see myself
Thrown from the roof that keeps my soul
Where the eye is not my foe

Theory summoning
The ancient curse of the dead ones
Take me fog, where is my key

Sometimes the moon asks me who I am
Why did I keep my sin
Near this fairy crimson grim

Now I can wake up between the colors of she's whim
She carrying me in silence
To darkness, where we can swim

Will she come next year
To count how many stars I could find
Digging the grave of my mind

Why the winds blows now
When she's so far away of me?
Take me wind, where is my key

Sometimes the moon asks me who I am
Why did I keep my sin
Near this fairy crimson grim

Now I can wake up between the colors of she's whim
She carrying me in silence