1.From High

Down, beyond the clouds,
I see hungry creatures eating their own breed
unable to thrive their species,
they disfigure the being of the earth that gives life
since the beginning,
blood and violence soak the earth far and wide
giving vent to the whims of false gods
poor the souls that will come,
it begins for them the endless war
against the common sickness dwelling inside

2.Black Therapy

We are here, among yourself,
to change your mind, -change now-
you speak the same words as the others
do your choice
make up your mind
No, now stop to live a life that is not yours,
now think with your own mind,
we are the black therapy
I'm watching your minds
all going down
all the same
spreading nonsense as your own truth
We are near, together with you,
to change your thoughts -change now-
you speak the same words as the others
do your choice
make up your mind

3.Advance

it's the place where the enemy reigns
I breathe the same air, not taking care of myself,
forced to walk on a cutting edge, the balance is lacking,
with precarious gait, and the usual spirits are always around
stare a point and go straight, head on the horizon
bite the bullet and feed yourself with what you find
the more you go on the more things you'll have to protect
the more you advance the more the spirits will rage
whispering voices call my name but I don't care
between wrath and anguish, between sadness and spleen
when the will leaves you and the sight tarnishes
when the strenght seizes up, when the glaze go down
beyond the clouds, you glimpse the origin
from which you escaped and that you regret
it's the place where the enemy reigns
the only one where you can hope to cohabit
when you'll be teared to shreds, the spirits will subside
choose between a slow agony or an endless sporadic sharp pain

4.The Time Is Dead

Observing my glooming past I'd like to turn back
I realize my luck when it is already gone
I can't see what life has to offer
And my soul can't rest in peace

Living the present regretting lost moments
aware that in the future I'll regret the present
wasted with my head and eyes behind my back
too busy to remember rather than live

Time wears me out
it carries memories and feelings away
I'm only a wretched stone in an endless ocean
every wave steals a part of me until I disappear

the hourglass flows and I'm busy to see the first grains
I open my hand and there's only dust the wind will carry away

I can't smile of what comes
without crying for what I lost

Living the present regretting lost moments
aware that in the future I'll regret the present
wasted with my head and eyes behind my back
too busy to remember rather than live
The Time Is Dead

5.Symptoms of a Common Sickness

Worn out in time is the thought of every man,
is (their) money worth more than these shutdown heads?
Every man creates is own cage,
this is the only way to escape it all!

This is the worst of all epidemics,
these negligence and indifference make mankind a virus
I feel I'm Dying!
I'll just lie down on the ground,
my body will be manure for the earth.
Yet it's death that saves us everytime,
that's the only way to forgive the mistakes of a whole life!
Honor is now just a past-bound word
we cannot define ourselves humans anymore.
I wish I was the wind tickling leaves on
that smooth sound accompanying me to madness

6. The Last Soul

[Instrumental]

7.The Night is Mine

watching the moonlight,
filling the whole night,
I feel weird inside as I'm burning down with this
I'm ripping my flesh,
as a beast inside is pushing to be outside
rasping my skin,
blood in my eyes,
sharpening my senses,
I have the control on the entire world
I am running in the night,
like a wolf tonight,
'cause I feel the strong force flowing through my body
and now noone can manage to stop me,
now the night is mine
Running through the night,
feeling the gale inside,
I feel strange inside as I'm melting down with this
I'm ripping my flesh....
I'm standing here,
flames burning my body,
under this moon and feeling its light
I can only feel this,
now the night is mine

8.Path to Hell

Down, into this life,
leading you all to the decay
Down, into this path,
that they have put on you
Your life is
like a path to hell,
you are slave
of all vices,
they made you think
you can buy happiness,
they made you think
you can buy happiness
you think you are reaching the sky
but you are going down,
through this path,
the path to hell
Walking through this path you are blinded by them,
you don't understand you are going through this path,
the path to hell

Down,
follow the path,
as a sheep following the flock
Down,
you're a puppet,
in their hands twisting with you
Your life is
like a path to hell,
you are slave
of all vices,
they made you think
you can buy happiness,
they made you think
this living hell is heaven

9.Desert Blood

The same feeling echoes every few steps,
every shoot vibrate like an echo
complaining and hitting the wall
created by your mind to divide madness and reason

Your life is clinging to the thin wire that binds you
to the only thing that you care and that you feel too far away,
it gives you the strength to free your mind
when you realize the pain you're causing

In this desert blood,
watch, don't think of anything
take your aim and now shoot
In this desert blood,
watch, don't think of anything
take your aim and now shoot

Every man,
under your feet, fought for the same reason,
but due to the greed of someone who is not in the forefront
was waving a flag different from yours
and had to fight for an imaginary line.

10.Melancholy

I can't go on, This feeling is slowly killing me
(it's) so cold in my heart,
dying a bit everyday,
being alone every night,
surrounded by smiles,
but lonely in the light
chaos takes place of reason in my mind
not knowing what to do
(but) trying my best to reach the goal
I don't want to lose the only reason of my life,
please don't - please don't stop talking to me
Empty, frozen is my heart
buried in the darkness
I sink deeper in loneliness
Melancholy is gripping my mind,
only you - only you can stop my slow death
like a black river wildly flows
the thoughts from the past fill in my mind
melancholy burns all my brain
and my heart is a black comet in a desalote land
elusive eyes, I look at them
they look at me, filling me whole
but I can't reach your soul
'cause you are chained to the past
in your eyes I see my reflection
mirror of the same mistakes I do
now take my hand and walk with me
the path to the ethereal world

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