Slowly growing pain has revived you again. You are condemned and nobody waits for your repentance. The deafening calm looks at you without regret. You are neither the first nor the last element. The kaleidoscope of dread Has chosen the pain which is healing of life. It cannot be endured. The only way is to accept and take pleasure from the act. But you don't know how to achieve And the uncertainty gnaws from inside.
In search of answers to the questions Which can't be asked during the life. Life… Time.
Bloody fog Conducts you to truth through the thicket of madness. Dirty flesh Completely tormented by the mechanical claws.
It has squeezed out everything from the body Transforming your pain to the energy flux. Eager for death and death is the only The only condition to stop.
Hands and feet bones have left their joints. You are soaring strained in the dark sticky cold.
Rejoice in your last flight.
Cruel new era of the bloody art Hidden behind high walls from a human eye. Deep under the ground the unmerciful cyber steel Converts the unworthy to corpuscular Stream.
Nobody will know What is happened with you. Will never find you Won't see your tomb.
Only dead light of the electric lamp will Shout by scream of your last minutes.
Showing a way to all who won’t experience And to all who will understand everything Having gripped by iron clutches Of the never tired cold servant of Justice.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
