MY WORK
WHO HAS WON?
WHO HAS DIED?
BENEATH THE REMAINS
CITIES IN RUINS
BODIES PACKED ON MINEFIELDS
NEUROTIC GAME OF LIFE AND DEATH
NOW I CAN FEEL THE END
PREMONITION ABOUT MY FINAL HOUR
A SAD IMAGE OF EVERYTHING
EVERYTHING'S SO REAL
WHO HAS WON?
WHO HAS DIED?
EVERYTHING HAPPENED SO QUICKLY.
I FELT I WAS ABOUT TO LEAVE HELL
I'LL FIGHT FOR MYSELF, FOR YOU, BUT SO WHAT?
TO FEEL A DEEP HATE
TO FEEL SCARED
BUT BEYOND THAT, TO WISH BEING AT AN END
CLOTTED BLOOD
MASS MUTILATION
HOPE FOR THE FUTURE IS ONLY UTOPIA
MORTALITY, INSANITY, FATALITY
YOU'LL NEVER WANT TO FEEL WHAT I'VE FELT
MEDIOCRITY, BRUTALITY, AND FALSITY
IT'S JUST A WORLD AGAINST ME
CITIES IN RUINS
BODIES PACKED ON MINEFIELDS
NEUROTIC GAME OF LIFE AND DEATH
NOW I CAN FEEL THE END
PREMONITION ABOUT MY FINAL HOUR
A SAD IMAGE OF EVERYTHING
EVERYTHING'S SO REAL
WHO HAS WON?
WHO HAS DIED?
BENEATH THE REMAINS


2. Inner Self

WALKING THESE DIRTY STREETS
WITH HATE IN MY MIND
FEELING THE SCORN OF THE WORLD
I WON'T FOLLOW YOUR RULES
BLAME AND LIES, CONTRADICTIONS ARISE
BLAME AND LIES, CONTRADICTIONS ARISE
NONCONFORMITY IN MY INNER SELF
ONLY I GUIDE MY INNER SELF
I WON'T CHANGE MY WAY
IT HAS TO BE THIS WAY
I LIVE MY LIFE FOR MYSELF
FORGET YOUR FILTHY WAYS
BLAME AND LIES, CONTRADICTIONS ARISE
BLAME AND LIES, CONTRADICTIONS ARISE
NOBODY WILL CHANGE MY WAY
LIFE BETRAYS, BUT I KEEP ON GOING
THERE'S NO LIGHT, BUT THERE'S HOPE
CRUSHING OPPRESSION, I WIN
BETRAYING AND PLAYING DIRTY, YOU THINK YOU'LL WIN
BUT SOMEDAY YOU'LL FALL, AND I'LL BE WAITING
LAUGHS OF AN INSANE MAN, YOU'LL HEAR
PERSONALITY IS MY WEAPON AGAINST YOUR ENVY
WALKING THESE DIRTY STREETS
WITH HATE IN MY MIND
FEELING THE SCORN OF THE WORLD
I WON'T FOLLOW YOUR RULES
NONCONFORMITY IN MY INNER SELF
ONLY I GUIDE MY INNER SELF


3. Stronger Than Hate

I SHALL REDEEM MYSELF FROM THE CLUTCHES THAT GRASP AT MY INNER SELF
NO TOMORROW WILL EASE MY OPPRESSION
MY STREAK OF HATE LEADS MY WAY
LOOK AT ME
MY FEELINGS TURN
STRONGER THAN HATE
I CAN'T DECIDE ON WHICH WAY TO TURN
MY CHOICES ARE FEW AND FAR BETWEEN
A LIFETIME OF REMORSE
THERE'S NO PLACE THAT I'VE EVER BEEN
I STAND ABOVE THEIR REMAINS
MY VENGEANCE I HAVE REGAINED
I DON'T KNOW WHAT LIES ON THE FLOOR
I WON'T BE LOCKED UP ANYMORE
STANDING HERE I'VE LOST ALL FAITH
I HAVE NO SOCIAL EQUALITY
TO LIVE AGAIN WOULD BE A LIE
MY LIFE IS NOT WORTH THE PAIN


4. Mass Hypnosis

LOOKING INSIDE, YOUR FUTURE UNCERTAIN
THE FEAR GROWS AS A SICKNESS UNCURED
THE SILENCE AGONIZES, THE WORDS SOUND STRONG
LOOK INSIDE THE EYES, LEAVE THIS WORLD
HATE THROUGHT THE ARTERIES
MASS HYPNOSIS
UNCERTAIN OF BEING BACK
THEYU MAKE YOU FEEL SO GOOD
EVERYTHING'S DARKENED
OBEY LIKE A FOOL
HATE THROUGHT THE ARTERIES
MASS HYPNOSIS
SOLDIERS GOING NOWHERE
BELIEVERS KNEELING OVER THEIR SINS
INHUMAN INSTINCT OF COWARDLY LEADERS
MAKE THE WORLD GO THEIR OWN WAY
TENS OF THOUSANDS HYPNOTIZED
TRYING TO FIND A REASON WHY
LOOK INSIDE YOUR EMPTY EYES
OBEY 'TILL THE END
LOOKING INSIDE, YOUR FUTURE UNCERTAIN
THE FEAR GROWS AS A SICKNESS UNCURED
THE SILENCE AGONIZES, THE WORDS SOUND STRONG
LOOK INSIDE THE EYES, LEAVE THIS WORLD
HATE THROUGHT THE ARTERIES
MASS HYPNOSIS
SOLDIERS GOING NOWHERE
SOLDIERS BLINDED BY THEIR FAITH


5. Sarcastic Existence

HUMIDITY COULD BE FELT ON THE WALLS
TOUCHED WITH THE PALM AND USED TO SCARE
THEY USED TO SWEAT, THEY USED TO STINK
EVERYTHING SWAMPED AND HOT
BUT IN THE CORNER, LAYING ON A BED
A COLD PIECE, MADE TO STAY ALIVE
TRAPPED WITHIN ITS BODY
IT COULD NOT THINK ANYMORE
THOUGHTS OF TIMES OF SANITY
THE WORLD WAS ISOLATED
WHERE THE SUN WOULD SALUTE HIM
AND THE NIGHT WAS VIOLENT
FEAR AND GUILT
INVADE THE CORNERS OF THE ROOM
PAIN WAS FELT CONSTANTLY
THEY KEEP ON DESTROYING
IT COULD BE SEEN THROUGH THE WINDOW
THE EYE OF DISGUST AND SCORN
WHEN YOU HEAR THE LAUGH OF A MADMAN
THAT'S ABOUT TO DIE
TO SUFFER ALONE IN DISGRACE
HIS HATE IS HIS OWN
ALWAYS HATING BEING ALIVE
SARCASTIC EXISTENCE


6. Slaves Of Pain

ALL OF US ARE VICTIMS
CONFINED BY ENIGMAS
WITHOUT SOLUTION
YOUR FROZEN THOUGHTS DON'T LET YOU EVOLVE
A PRISONER OF YOUR OWN TRAP
SLAVES OF AN INFINITE PAIN
WHAT WILL BE THE LIMIT?
WHAT WILL BE THE END?
LIFE ENDS
FEELING PAIN
SLAVES OF PAIN
SEEKING NEW PATHS
DON'T BE TIED TO YOUR MISTAKES
RUN AWAY FROM THIS
UNCURED SICKNESS
OPEN YOUR EYES
DON'T LOSE YOUR STEPS
LIBERTY IS A DREAM
AND IT ALSO IS REAL
TO DIE TO RUN AWAY
TO FORGET WHAT I'VE BEEN
TO ERASE MY PAST
TO KILL MY GUILT
LIFE ENDS
FEELING DEATH
SLAVES OF PAIN


7. Lobotomy

I'VE SEEN YOU FIGHTING THROUGH THE TIME
I'VE FOLLOWED YOUR STEPS FULL OF PAIN
UNNAMED HERO THAT'S CHALLENGED THE HUMAN EGO
VICTIM OF COWARDICE
OF STRONG MANIPULATION
A SYSTEM THAT WAS MADE TO LIE AND TO DECEIVE
SCREAMS OF AGONY
SATISFY THE PROUD
BUT THESE SCREAMS STILL ECHO INSIDE THE CONSCIENCE
CONTRADICTION, AGGRESSION, DESOLATION, ILLUSION
NONCONFORMITY TAKES MY MIND
TOO MUCH INJUSTICE TO FORGET SO FAST
MY DISGUST IS GREATER THAN MY COMPASSION
FEEL THE PAIN UPON MY FINAL HOUR
SELF-BLAME CAN'T HURT ME
EYE FOR AN EYE
YOU RECEIVE YOUR JUST REWARD
NOW I'LL LIVE MY LIFE WITH INDIFFERENCE
I'VE TORTURED WITHOUT REMORSE
I'VE SLAUGHTERED WITHOUT FEAR
BRAIN KILLING BRAIN
BRAIN KILLING BRAIN
BRAIN KILLING BRAIN
BRAIN KILLING BRAIN


8. Hungry

ROTTING SKINNY CORPSES LEFT ALONE
THEY'RE LIKE AN ENDLESS DISEASE
INVISIBLE, PAINFUL, ETERNAL
CREATURES FUCKED BY A GREEDY PAST
SINCE YOU ARE BORN
YOU WANT TO MAKE MONEY AND POWER
A SIMPLE FUEL TO THE CORRUPT
WAY OF MANKIND
HUNGRY FOR LIVING, TO LIVE LIKE A SLAVE
WITHOUT KNOWING YOUR MASTER
YOU HAVE NO VALUE, YOU'RE JUST ANOTHER ONE
DEATH WILL QUENCH YOUR HUNGER
HUNGER FOR CONFIDENCE
TO SHAKE THE HAND OF YOUR BEST FRIEND
AND LATER TO BE BETRAYED
THE LAW RULES THE MIND OF IGNORANCE
HUNGRY FOR PLEASURE
YOU ACT LIKE A ROBOT
THE TEARS IN YOUR EYES
AS RED AS BLOOD
YOUR PLEASURE IS PAIN
YOUR PLEASURE IS TORTURE
HUNGER IS YOUR PLEASURE
HUNGRY FOR THE FUTURE


9. Primitive Future

I FOLLOW THE STEPS I SEE IN FRONT OF ME
THEY ARE DEEP AND WELL-DEFINED
THEY SHOW AN UNDEFINED BUT STRAIGHT PATH
WHAT HAS GONE THROUGH ME WILL NEVER RETURN
FUTURE WON'T LET ME LOOK BACK
I JUST WALK, I DON'T EVOLVE, I JUST WALK
ANIMALS RUN BY MY SIDE
THEY TRY TO COMMUNICATE, EACH ONE IN ITS OWN WAY
BUT I CAN'T UNDERSTAND
I FEEL ALONE ON THIS IRRATIONAL PLANET
TO CREATE OR JUST OBSERVE
I KEEP WALKING ON THIS DESERT MADE OF IDEAS
PRIMITIVE FUTURE
MY HEAD IS HEAVY BUT EMPTY
EVERYTHING AROUND ME IS VOID, WITHOUT MOVEMENT
WITHOUT PERSPECTIVES
THE NIGHT INVADES THE SKY
THAT DARKENS THE DRY GROUND
MAKING MY SHADOW JOIN THE BIG STAIN THAT'S FORMING
MY STEPS BECOME SLOW AND AGONIZE
I STEP ON SKULLS OF GENERATIONS THAT HAVE NOT FORMED
I HEAR PAINFUL CRIES OF WARS THAT ARE TO COME
TO CREATE EVERYTHING AGAIN, FROM THE BEGINNING
TO TEACH NEW MINDS
TO AWAKE A SLEEPING GIANT BURIED
ON THE ASHES OF DISGRACE
IT'S SCORNFUL THE WAY I LIVE
I LOOK WELL, I THINK I'M WELL
THAT'S ALL...
I FOLLOW THE STEPS I SEE IN FRONT OF ME
THEY ARE DEEP AND WELL-DEFINED
THEY SHOW AN UNDEFINED BUT STRAIGHT PATH
WHAT HAS GONE THROUGH ME WILL NEVER RETURN
PRIMITIVE FUTURE