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Blood in my hands

The dreams are so real now

I hear screams from my own, (liar)

That knife has rip another bloody death corps

Howls in the dark

The echos feed the anger now

Like restless rivers flowing

My turbid veins are painting only dense scum.

Then he cleaned my soul, and

I promised don´t do it nevermore,

On day or two will burn-out

The final countdown is running slow

Misery – symphaty – frenzy – sanity

Words with no sense

My dreams are so weird now

You here screams from your own, (liar)

That knife has rip my bloody death corps

Why do you smile?

(rising confusion), this is who am I?

Losing control, hating much-more

The ordinary of our lifes

Liar… just a brief breath

And she will bleed… forever

Can you clean my soul? Or

My promise should be stop nevermore,

Oh sweet lord, are you there? Or

This is another symptom of a shattered grace

Misery – symphaty – frenzy – sanity…

One molten meaning, one lost being.

[solo: carlos]

All I see, is your life

Draining from the botton of your mouth

Dense liquid, putrefied reek

It will be grave your final interstice

Sadistic wisdom, self-taught

The lesson in violence is already learned

Time to feed, the inner monster

My dark passenger is claim for his scum

Thy wish will never stop

Until his hunger has gone

And it will never gone

So, close your eyes drown