"The street is my world and the real world that I've to deal with everyday, Believe me.. if I start to murdering people there'll be none of you left" [Charles Manson]
Everything is going to deteriorate more and more! They buy futures, they sell futures where there's no future! Everybody is preparing to thread one finger into the ex-planet of God's ass and then they taste it!
I am here with my nose in the earth and I'm here from the beginning of times!
They cry and they needs help, but nobody is around They are alone! They are the perfect sons of God! There's nothing outside! No illusions!
God likes to watch: he's a prankster! he gives man instincts... he gives this extraordinary gift just for fun!
He fix the rules in opposition: watch but don't touch, touch but don't taste, taste but don't swallow and while you are jumping from one foot to the next he's laughing!
[chorus:] Bellum Omnium Contra Omnes Bis Vincit Qui Se Vincit in Victoria Et Satan Ridet! Omnia est malis est! Et Satan Ridet!
[Satan:] I am here with my nose in the earth and I'm here from the beginning of times! I have cultivated every feelings men can try My interest is for what men really desires and I never judged him 'cause I never refused him! Even if he's full of damned imperfections I'm a men fanatic! I'm an humanist! The last of humanists! Everything, everything is mine! This is my time! This is our time!
Panic flights to death Death flights to the cosmo
2. A Dog-Eat-Dog World
[Music: M.Fabban / Nysrok, Lyrics: M. Fabban, April 2005]
[Cultoculus spoken vocals:] All the great things at the beginning must dress monstrous and terrifying masks to impress their mark on humanity
All the great things at the beginning must dress monstrous and terrifying masks to impress their mark on humanity
Listen children! This is the sound of death! In the long run we are all dead Death..to stop sinning suddenly Listen! This is the sound of the panic! The sound of the night?
Shamanic hysteria in a schizophrenic movement Going down, down and down in the meanders.. Have you never felt your soul? Which is the colour of your suffering? In the darkness we felt the final vision ..et Satan ridet.. ..et Satan ridet.. ..et Satan ridet..
This world..an energetic-creature Without a beginning? Without an end ..et Satan ridet.. ..et Satan ridet.. ..et Satan ridet..
This is the sound of the rebellion! The world want to fight or to fuck This is the sound of the rebellion! To love or to kill This is the sound of the rebellion! ..the ceremony has begun This is the sound of the rebellion! ..men against men..
This is the sound of the rebellion!
3. Ruinrama Kolossal S.P.Q.R.
[Music: Nysrok, Lyrics: Angy, April 2005]
[Fabban Latin chorus:] Nihil Morte Certium! Nihil Morte Certium!
Defective-arid-perspective Aphonic-apostate-anthem Liturgical chemical Psalm Martyr crucified Plasma Propeller ov insects/screens Converter ov tubular engine Valvular mechanism: infested! Globular filters: meshed! Under exposed organic trasmutation Ensnared-enslaved-enshrouded-corroded flesh
Stench ov God, clinical deceit ov a doctrine Proudly falling in transmission closedown Ecstatic diving in heretical channel Deeply drowning in the void ov disturbance Stifling cells stun the structure Myriad ov foresights on cosmic cross Brimstone-ferrous breath near putrefying sweat
Decrepit denied humans play ground The magic disposal: no order above borders Magnetic axis invokes rusted nails
Inhale the sulphur - declare the virus Optical restless disgust, The onward travel - a transcendent discover Enraptured altered state - undefined measure: defined Infinite drifting towards no land
Unbearable weight ov chains to dim Craving for acid rains in oxidized veins
Decrepit denied humans play ground The magic disposal: no order above borders Magnetic axis invokes rusted nails
(falling into the acid-hell, screamings and drunky vocals by CultoCulus)
4. Generator
[Music: M. Fabban / Nysrok, Lyrics: M. Fabban, March 2005]
Spirit's molecules floats in the cosmos (while) the dead white man stand upon his burning bed Death used its dices one time more and he fucked us all! and the gates are open
Spirit's molecules floats in the cosmos (while) the dead white man stand upon his burning bed death used its dices one time more and he fucked us all! and the gates are open
[Cultoculus & M. Fabban chorus:] Bellum omnium contra omnes Bis vincit qui se vincit in victoria
the Container is empty the spirit start to explore the never ending valley where the dead-man walking touch the sun
Strong is the Karnix cry coming from the Vril Refugium Peccatorum peccatorum!
Air is dirty.. radioactive and cold Millions and millions of candles Millions and millions of dead
echoes from the terrestrial surface digital vibes, electric impulses and grey lights
generated from the earth's vomit and the dead white man is walking immortal? down? ...when illusions lives through its vis logica giving back to earth a useless projection
While the dead white man stand upon his burning bed everything is moving down in the meanders of the Planet Satan!! Good and Evil's assemblage velocity and chaos they can combine!!!
The world is his representation the dead white man is not in the world the world is inside him.
5. Suffer Catalyst
[Music: M. Fabban / Nysrok, Lyrics: Bard G. Eithun, April 2005]
Betrayal - a lone soldier Prepared for the last call Solitude - the highest fate Conclude everything and all
Death in the wastelands Herald the last standing Obey the first born Our world will be torn
Conflict - a movement of free Signal the coming
Gratification - a battered fight I think you better sharpen the knife
Master and Slave Increase, full on
Stupid or brave Shrieking
Hardcore - for legends Rise from ashes Semigod - end of days No more praise
Suffer no more Catalyst for once and for all Stop dreaming A will to be free
[Fabban latin chorus:] Omnia munda mundis
Death in the wastelands Herald the last standing Obey the first born Our world will be torn
Conflict - a movement of free Signal the coming
6. Between The Devil And The Deep Blue Sea
[Music: Nysrok, Lyrics: M. Fabban, November 2002]
The planet is imploding Ashes and death from the bowels Dark and hard roar from outside Unfaithful are dreaming to see the stars again
Executioners are dancing Proclaiming the cult of suffering
Corpses are rising Disheartened are going mad Corpses are rising The human pathetic game is over Corpses are rising Cadavers moves in a mysterious way Corpses are rising Secrets are burning
The planet is imploding Ashes and death from the bowels Dark and hard roar from outside
Blood is condensing Armageddon is coming Usque ad finem Torment runs rampant
Through my insides Still, numb heart Lost, cold soul Simply going through Physical motions only Broken, untended heart Battered, dark soul Internally I sleep Longing to be buried Beaten, stopped heart Torn, crying soul Pains so fierce Needing to be put to rest No more heart No more soul My heart to ashes My soul to dust Unconsciously awake I am already dead. No hope of salvation
7. Man Bites God
[Music: M. Fabban / Nysrok, Intro by Richard K Szabo, Lyrics: Bard G. Eithun, April 2005]
Strong in solitude Will, determination Ability to tear down and rebuild
No room for doubts Beliefs in vain Resistance strong as as rock solid train
Obsolete and forgotten the godhead of our time Heavily tuned down No more visible
Granted with wisdom This is me The soul is breathing cries to be free
Reflecting upon changes Adapting to the new world Life coiling like a snake like a fathomless lake
8. I Reject!
[Music: M. Fabban / Nysrok, Lyrics: Nysrok, May 2005]
I reject God I deny god I reject your world I reject your false laws I reject your son I reject its pathetic life I reject your stupid humanity I travel over again by now, alone the covered roads with my brothers in the eternal battle the eternal struggle against christianity in the eternal strife against christianity care behind tried to the yield the resistance aint futile meaningless aint worthless
