Incarnated marvels simplified Effects from such a disconsolate
kind Impotence of the once so perfect living Erase and
rewind
Stand rigid for the next battle Peace means reloading your
guns The love for life is all hatred in disguise A carnival creation with
masks undone
In search for the guidelines to the gateways of
sin through mires of misanthropy with wrath in mind Sophistication as
cruelty and perfection as virulent truth Confidently dawned, to pick the
best of enemies An abyss womb stretched wide open, exposed to
retaliate
(chorus:) With the stigma feasting upon your flesh I wish
you well Thorns from the fountains of fate licking lepered
skin Worshipped by anyone's mass on our planet hell What on earth
possessed you
Consuming illusions made from hysteria and swallowed
tongues Devoured by doubt, conducting arts of misconception Testimonial
sufficiency declaring numbness of all perceptions
Glance into the
blackness hidden beneath your surface And enjoy the suffering, sanity
drained in disrespect With such bedevilled faith in good, subsequently
trusting evil Next step for mankind will be the last seasons in
sin
Left are the kings of the carnival creation Carrying out the
echoes of the fallen
Sense the withering eternity as it fades
away The ultimate graceless voyage of all times Only death will be
guarding your angels, silently Cripples joining arms in
clamour Institutionalized for the rebirth, the herd will be
hunted
(music: Mustis, Silenoz, Vortex and Shagrath) (lyrics:
Silenoz)