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[Gionata, November 2002]

Light... without traces of hope it’s standing above

A black tunnel... A maze of torment

It’s time to put an end to this life... committing suicide...

It’s better to come back to the sweet house of worms

I’m going where all laments die, aside your light...

My world is almost dead as its purity

I am the truth you would never hear

Into the frozen dimension.. unto the eternal pain

Hatred for yourself... Pain is so sweet...

Sometimes I feel its warm heartbeat... on the razor’s rage

The world doesn’t need you

The world won’t wait for you...

The world will show you obscenities

The world is just putrid scum

I was born to be an exception,

A pillar of disgust and hatred

In the deepest chambers of my mind...

What I am, people can’t understand

It keeps me warm on dark cold nights

Traces of blood are crawling behind

In the deepest chambers of my mind...

……where my ideas go blind

From my head to my spine...

Cutting the throats of disease and singing

The last rhyme... the last song so sweet

The last hymn to hail the beyond

Before drowning in a sea of blood...

...in a sea of blood...