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01. Hollow Child

The wounds i have, are ripped up scars
Penetrate with words, it hurts us all
Unseen since birth, like all dead stars
Allways forgotten, its my fall

(chorus)
Surreal dimension, inside my soul
It's me? (but) i will never show
For some i've lied, while the angels cried
I'll forever be?the hollow?

The pain inside, feels so unreal
Chaos and (its) beuty, never fear
You have never seen, a child alone
Never fade in, forever fade out

Never born a sin
Never let them in
Never ever follow
Forever hollow

(chorus)
Surreal dimension, inside my soul
It's me? (but) i will never show
For some i've lied, while the angels cried
A drained out soul of a hollow child

As nothingness embrace
Embrace my soul

A nightmares dream, is to hear me scream
As darkness gathers, i loose my feathers
The darkened silhouette, a sketch of death
The mutual chaos, for a mentally dranged

(chorus)
Surreal dimension, inside my soul
It's me? (but) i will never show
For some i've lied, while the angels cried
I'll forever be, the?hollow?child

02. Silverspoon

Created from a single cell
Brought to the world to give you hell
Entangled in an infants dwell
But almost ready to break the shell

Inseminated chromosomes
Will it be X or Y
Manipulated mithocondries
Will they ever try to fly

chorus:
I wonder what a life will be worth
when clones inherit our big blue earth
Future predicted, Perfect genes
And born with a silverspoon in mouth at birth

An innocent embryo
Raised in an organ orchard
Laboratory evolution
Fertilized demonic DNA

Biological, Diabolical, A flawless breed
Infernal offspring, Grown from the perfect seed
Armageddon, The result of scientific greed
Will you find the achilles´ heel and make it bleed

An elite replica
Growing tissue in a tube
The devil doll will break the shell
Let´s just hope they extinguish religion

03. Angels Ablaze

With a glimpse into the crystal ball
I see gods hordes of angels fall
Surrounded with inverted icons
I rip the feathers from wings so white

The house of god is standing tall
Unaware of its fall
Come on soldiers hear my call
Bring the torches for the wooden wall

Trapped in fire, I burn the holy whore
A divine candle, Screaming for more
Holy havoc, Rotten to the core
I´m infernal, Posessed by gore

With a glipse into the crystal ball
I see gods whores the angels fall
Surrounded with inverted icons
I rip the feathers from wings so white

Burn at the stake to redeem your crime

Chapelsmoke makes the daylight grey
You fold your hands and hide
You force yourself into a silent pray
But if wishes were horses every beggar would ride

04. Lines In Shape

At the center of the circle with lines in shape
A seance in the five-point star
I predict eternal bloodbath
This is my decleration of war

Holy target
I burn the book of lies
I hunt the heavens
While Jesus cries
His precious angels
Falling like flies
(Gods) Judgement is coming
From the surface of the earth

Obey the goat
Caress the holy race
Sell your souls
Forget the pearly gates
Christian carnage
Hate fills my eyes
Salvation Satan
And Jesus dies