A beast with thousand eyes, eternal in size
With hidden rage, it casts its gaze

Behind the broken skies and dying dreams
There is no sleep, for a blessed relief
Snake made of tar, sticks the skin of the earth
Two steps from God, it rests in calm

Thin strings of smoke,

Smell the black waves of night
The scent grips judgment tight
Revelations of dying light
Are destructive to one of a kind
A man with all the power
Held captive for life
In the chains of conform
The truth shall he not find

The so called innocent smile
No long

The beat of my heart
In a mellow dark space filled with emptiness
I’m surrounded with calm
A thick cloud of opaque blur embraces me
Nothing can break this comfort, except for one

The light

Come around from your hideout to see me
Come above the heights to defeat me

The power, the pride and the hateful grace
Are predominant traits in the reign of greats
My will is to slave all of weaker kind
The one with the strength is only I
Thy will is to die once I lay my eyes
Upon your slight effort to end my life
Indignity followed by greet of

Syvältä synkkyyden syövereistä, hurjista hulluuden houreista
Särkevän signaalin sydämestä, tuonelan taipaleen tantereilta

Sinä nouset kuolleista, kurjuuden ojasta, henkien haudoista syvistä
Olet ikuisen elämän lähde, aution autuuden arvojen edistäjä
Tapat nimessä toivon, menete

Exhausted in flailing
Symptoms yet again appearing
Feeling the urgent need
Just to feed it away

Her inner system now aching
Making all of the main seams
Slowly tighten to a point
Of altogether ripping away

These were her last temptations
Plastic cries of n

The skies will cave
And the raging rains shall raid the ground
A grave of despair
Is dug open while the
Sandcastles of hope
Perish in the wind, man’s merry sin
Is idle no more

I’ve seen, the burn in the devil’s eyes
And I’ve rode the
Rotten race on a demon’s

Simon says: This is the way your soul has been made
Do not question the one with the power
Simon says: This is the way the world spins around
Suppress all the feelings of your anger

Solution of love, comes through the extreme acts of hate
I feel the trigger in my finger

I burrow myself in dirt
From the earth I rise with an urge
A will to kill the definitions of man
Shit stained dreams are the fundamentals of me

My desire, my fire, a body count multiplier
Faint denial, no trial, deep flesh wound I dial
To forever, I lever, I chant while

Bound
I am standing on a pyre
To face judgment for my unknown crime
As the first flames like from nowhere appear
The frenzied crowd starts to cheer

Fumes burn my lungs, to blackened cysts
As the last passages drop from minister lips

Led from hall of justice
Wh