SONG LYRICS & CHORDS (A)

Kolikrát potkáš / svý starý nápady / sny, co jsi ztratil...

Vždycky měl jsi svou hlavu / neskákal na povel / necouvnul, když's byl v právu...

Hoří trosky města / zapomnění prostírá černý šál / není kdo by vrátil...

Nasycený je ještě obzor / prachem z vyhrané / rozhodné bitvy...

Říkal jsi jednou / jak ve Státech blednou / když ozve se sekta tří K...

Vždyť nejsem první / kdo nemá zájem / pořád jen vnímat...

I will command / The corpse in the earth / Break through the crust...

Skin of the holy / Caressing my soul / Martyrs of the dead...

There is a house upon the hill / From which this story is told / A tale of human cannibals...

Through the Heavens above in the azure sky / It is my mission to watch them die / Since days of old all I want...

You never wondered how witches fly / Hobgoblins chant in the dead of the night / Ogres and fairies read their textbooks of blood...

Todo mi universo... / se retuerce en convulsiones / insignificante caminar...

selfish organisms, consuming and reproducing…each other…cannibalism, abuse, parasitism… their blight doesn't matter... it does exist it does matter just as the same as you think yourself matters. just the same as you avoid negativity and pain. much of the problem is we are designed as selfish organisms. any animal is motivated by fear and pain. fear and pain and hunger. motivated by negativity first and foremost. animals have it worst in nature. any ‘positive’ is the attempt to relieve this negative. we’re designed to constantly lust for satisfaction. / Designed to be motivated not satisfied / “the sensation of negativity is not exclusive to your personal experience. it happens in every other brain. you’re not more precious than them. it’s the same sensation. The sensation is the enemy. not your personal experience....

The doubts are swarming in my head / Down deep in the limbo / I try my best to filter it...

Descendant from adversity / A youth learns early what hatred means / Enraged with anger, no dignity...

Find a way to leave behind / The things you did you can't rewind / 5,4,3,2,1...

1 A Toda Esa Gente...

1 Al Padre Santo De Roma...

1 Aniversario / 2 Campeones...

Rotting limbs / Blown away / Grinding bones...

Életem egyszerû, nem tudom, hová jutok / Egy biztos úton még ma elindulok / Tévedésbõl túl korán elengedtek...

Fejed fölött múlnak el az évek / Nem tudod mi lesz még belőled / Apád szavai mind lekoptak rólad...

Egyedül alszol, egyedül kelsz / Amit tenned kéne arra sem figyelsz / A dolgok súlya fejeden egyre nõ...

Tough times never last though people always do / And so being tough is something you will have to choose / Choose to abandon the fear of your own death...

April is a cruel time / Even though the sun may shine / And world looks in the shade as it slowly comes away...

With life is so bleak my thoughts never wither from negativity. in the black final moments I see a glimmer of hope (incandescence) wither alone in the morning eye. the ocean sparkles a melancholic poem I drown in misanthropic embrace. their tears flow in an everlasting stream never to be meaning and my eyesight withers with the wind... for once I see the truth of this existence...I wither never to return into the blackness my embracing arms never finding contentment...

Obtuseness—stubborn idiocy, viewed as sacrosanct / Perverted pedagogy cicatrizes the Sisyphean rat race / Coercion in the imperfect square maze...

Las calles se iluminan / Con una nueva luz / La alegría se respira...

Love can be so cold / And loneliness gets old / More than words or broken promises...

Take a look around, won't ya tell me what you see / Is there love to be found in this world's pain and misery? / Tell me, will it ever change?...