Track Listing

  1. Common State of Inner Violence

    5:19

    Deserving wonderful baby
    In despite of that defect
    Of listening to that wild music
    And then playing war video games

    But you are lucky man
    Because I′ve got some plans for you
    Refined violin lessons
    And the most celebrated school

    (Poor baby) he uses his violin
    (Poor baby) almost well as a machine gun
    (Poor baby) insanity from adolescence
    Grows through me, a killer from hell

    The rising sons throw away
    All their father’s dreams
    Don′t let me be born
    If you didn’t live

    The only right was the grandfather
    He said, “Finally, he’s gone”
    While parents threaten suddenly
    “We will grow another one”

    Just you must know
    Your guy is not so wise
    To grow behind your violin
    Take your eyes to this massacre
    Was it your dream?

    This story tells me
    Don′t let me be born
    If you did not live

    (Poor baby) he uses his violin
    (Poor baby) almost well as a machine gun
    (Poor baby) insanity from adolescence
    Grows through me, a killer from hell

    The rising sons throw away
    All their father′s dreams
    Don’t let me be born if you didn′t live
    The rising sons throw away
    All their father’s dreams
    Don′t let me be born if you didn’t live

    Your guy is not so wise
    To grow behind your violin
    Take your eyes through this fire

    The only right was the grandfather
    He said, “Finally, he′s gone”
    While parents threaten suddenly
    “We’ll grow another one”

    Just you must know
    Your guy is not so wise
    To grow behind your violin
    Take your eyes to this massacre
    Was it your dream?

    (Poor baby) he uses his violin
    (Poor baby) almost well as a machine gun
    (Poor baby) insanity from adolescence
    Grows through me, a killer from hell

    The rising sons throw away
    All their father’s dreams
    Don′t let me be born
    If you didn′t live

    The rising sons throw away
    All their father’s dreams
    Don′t let me be born
    If you didn’t live

    Writer(s): Ettore Rigotti

  2. Morgue of Centuries

    4:18

    Descent
    Towards a dead end
    Primeval substance
    Morphing blake angelic state

    Collectin′ inside
    So near ravenous shine
    Damn clear foul mankind’s
    Rushin′ faster to an end

    Slash pale wings the core is torn
    Skin red beings the soul is gone
    Bliss the seeds of confusion
    While silent, they observe

    This life
    Fallen’ sins from my veins
    An army stands to free
    Swift mire
    Swollen sick from my hands
    Domain of history

    Ablaze
    The western sky red
    Over the wasteland
    Feathers fallin’ blake

    Diggin′ inside
    Your lunatic feeble mind
    A hysterical genocide
    Face the end of days

    Slash pale wings the core is torn
    Skin red beings the soul is gone
    Smash the white of these goddamn walls
    Uncontrolled

    Force the end of the rivalry
    Sanctified for a common fear
    Bliss the seeds of confusion
    While silent, they observe

    This life
    Fallen′ sins from my veins
    An army stands to free
    Swift mire
    Swollen sick from my hands
    Domain of history

    Free fall
    Resemble the unknown
    Oh, well, we’re all fucked
    But silent still you watch

    Impassable eyes
    Null screams callin′ for a dreamin’
    Sky may cry
    Bleedin′ forevermore

    Slash pale wings the core is torn
    Skin red beings the soul is gone
    Smash the white of these goddamn walls
    Uncontrolled

    Force the end of the rivalry
    Sanctified for a common fear
    Bliss the seeds of confusion
    While silent, they observe

    This life
    Fallen’ sins from my veins
    An army stands to free
    Swift mire
    Swollen sick from my hands
    Domain of history

    Writer(s): Ettore Rigotti

  3. Red Clouds

    5:21

    If the shelter comes from your home sweet home
    Check the switch and if the light is on
    The new prophet sings the death of modern era
    A presenter proud of its mind level-zero
    You can think it′s a joke or the search for new audience
    Macabre thoughts for a night without star fence
    Flows out the power mind sets you are dead
    Through vapors, you hear the right vision comes back

    Paralyze your future secret plan
    And your idea of wondering of everything
    Finalize, close your hands
    And try to hold inside at least a little bit of sand

    The final lie
    The worst you could believe in
    Reset the living
    And wait what has to be
    The final lie
    The worst you could believe in
    Reset the living and wait

    If the shelter comes from your home sweet home
    Check the switch and if the light is on
    The new prophet sings the death of modern era
    A presenter proud of its mind level-zero
    You can think it’s a joke or the search for new audience
    Macabre thoughts for a night without star fence
    Flows out the power, mind sets you are dead
    Through vapors, you hear the right vision comes back

    Come with me into the highest sky
    You′re the demon who can believe in everything
    Call inside your last forces
    And live your time, once a life by your choices

    The final lie
    The worst you could believe in
    Reset the living
    And wait, what has to be
    The final lie
    The worst you could believe in
    Reset the living and wait

    Red clouds covering the sea
    Last horizon
    It’s why I had to live

    The discovery of a new dimension
    Once disclosed, my old wings

    The final lie
    The worst you could believe in
    Reset the living
    And wait what has to be
    The final lie
    The worst you could believe in
    Reset the living and wait

    Paralyze your future secret plan
    And your idea of wondering of everything
    Call inside your last forces
    And live your time, once a life by your choices

    Writer(s): Ettore Rigotti

  4. Quicksand Symmetry

    4:38

    I find out life is sometimes
    Cauterized by the words
    It seems the end of our times
    Of reacting to the wounds

    Turn off the led
    The light that gets you
    Normalized to the mass

    A gala performance
    Everyone with its mask
    Automata glad to ignore
    There′s a mind behind the glass

    Turn off the led
    The light that gets you
    Normalized to the mass

    War, I am sad in my soul
    As I paint a cold smile on my mouth
    My thoughts are for the hollow hearts
    I’m creeping

    War, I am sad in my soul
    As I paint a cold smile on my mouth
    My thoughts are for the hollow hearts
    I′m creeping

    It’s nine o’clock, I′m drunk
    The best way to keep on
    Disgusted by the price
    I′ll leave this world at all, down

    Turn off the led
    The light that gets you
    Normalized to the mass

    War, I am sad in my soul
    As I paint a cold smile on my mouth
    My thoughts are for the hollow hearts
    I’m creeping

    War, I am sad in my soul
    As I paint a cold smile on my mouth
    My thoughts are for the hollow hearts
    I′m creeping

    As soon as I’ll be out
    I will take a breath
    And walk in search of someone
    The face I can see

    As soon as I′ll be out
    I will take a breath
    And walk in search of someone
    The face that I can see

    Down, turn off the led
    The light that gets you
    Normalized to the mass (oh, c’mon)

    Turn off the led
    The light that gets you
    Normalized to the mass

    War, I am sad in my soul
    As I paint a cold smile on my mouth
    My thoughts are for the hollow hearts
    I′m creeping

    War, I am sad in my soul
    As I paint a cold smile on my mouth
    My thoughts are for the hollow hearts
    I’m creeping, aww

    Writer(s): Ettore Rigotti

  5. Swallow the Flames

    3:48

    Bleedin′ over my face
    Yeah, all over my face
    Disgustin’
    No, it′s just a game
    Obey
    Betray
    Come out and play
    I wanna see you swallow my pain

    The end of sanity is clear
    This time I won’t pay for your sins

    For all my life
    I’ve been so weak
    Hiding silent like an ordinary sheep
    But now I see
    The end is near
    The beast inside me still
    Longs to be unchained

    Hatred′s burning fast
    Inside my breast
    Relentless
    Boundless
    Still impressed?
    Genocidal machine
    Homicidal relief
    Pitch-black dreams… Just fuck it!

    Burnin′ me
    Bullets over you
    Burnin’ deep
    This time I′ll see your ego’s fall

    Closer
    With no regrets I kneel alone
    Among the ruins of my world

    For all my life
    I′ve been so weak
    Hidin’ silent like an ordinary sheep
    But now I see
    The end is near
    The beast inside me still
    Longs to be unchained

    Get lost
    Fucker
    Before I nail you down
    Show me
    Your God
    I cannot wait to see you crawl

    Hellfire in my grip
    Infernal greed
    Damn right!
    I wanna see you bleed
    Insane
    Psychotic
    Here I come
    I′m just a freak out of control

    The end of sanity is clear
    This time I won’t pay for your sins

    For all my life
    I’ve been so weak
    Hidin′ silent like an ordinary sheep
    But now I see
    The end is near
    The beast inside me still
    Longs to be unchained!

    Writer(s): Ettore Rigotti

  6. Oceangrave

    4:06

    Gathering regrets
    Beyond loneliness
    Restless lunacy (release me)

    From my agony
    The silent waves are calling
    Piercing louder through my brains

    Weathering distress
    Offering collapse
    Silent dream state (awake me)

    From my endless pain
    The silent waves are calling
    And now they′re telling me to come

    If I should fall into the sea
    Where you still wait for me
    If I could wake you from your sleep
    And fly away from here

    The chilling wind is gone
    The still moon hangs silent and full
    Leaving all my dreams
    Broken on my feet

    Relief never comes
    So better leave this place right now
    A lonely rainy day
    Just forget my name
    If you could wake me let me go

    Will I ever reach your endless flow?
    Crumble on my knees, heaven’s fall

    Still my horizon′s turning blue
    Through my brain
    Killing my senses rising through
    My oceangrave

    And now
    Release my tragedy
    And sanctify my curse
    All things and you for me
    For them distoped me now

    Forth the source of freedom
    Paralyzed a never ending fall

    Slaughtering regrets
    Beyond emptiness
    Restless agony (release me)

    From my lunacy
    And so I’ll take this ride
    Into the streams of the sky

    And now I fall into the sea
    Where you still breathe with me
    For I can wake you from your sleep
    And fly away from here

    Writer(s): Ettore Rigotti

  7. A Mirror Behind

    5:35

    I find it′s a bit oppressive
    To think that the world is running around
    And waste your time in search of an image
    If you can’t see, there is a mirror behind
    Break the default feelings
    And then kick the ass of the habits
    Don′t live in search of the attitude
    Just be and fuck the other lies
    pre-chorus

    I’ve got the impression, and I’m not alone
    That in you boys (something′s going afraid)
    I don′t like a hand on my back from behind
    But I’m not frightened by myself
    chorus

    Pretend my will
    The spinal marrow of life
    And not alone, we′ll find a source
    Where I drink the most forbidden wine
    The spinal marrow
    And not alone, we’ll find a source
    Where I drink the most forbidden wine

    A mind set, the meaning of a borrowed life
    Not a move in the right direction
    Just on and on the same old try

    Give me back that treasure
    I′ll be twice at the same time
    Or follow my realizing way
    Just be and fuck the other lies

    I’ve got the impression, and I′m not alone
    That in you boys (something’s going afraid)
    I don’t like a hand on my back from behind
    But I′m not frightened by myself

    Pretend my will
    The spinal marrow of life
    And not alone, we′ll find a source
    Where I drink the most forbidden wine
    The spinal marrow
    And not alone, we’ll find a source
    Where I drink the most forbidden wine

    I know who you are
    Cold tiredness inactive desire
    Take my hand now
    Recall the primordial era

    Give me back that treasure
    I′ll be twice at the same time
    A mind set in permission
    The meaning of a borrowed life
    Give me back that treasure
    I’ll be twice at the same time
    A mind set in permission
    The meaning of a borrowed life

    I find it′s a bit oppressive
    To think that the world is running around
    And waste your time in search of an image
    If you can’t see, there is a mirror behind

    Break the default feelings
    And then kick the ass of the habits
    Don′t live in search of the attitude
    Just be and fuck the other lies

    I’ve got the impression, and I’m not alone
    That in you boys (something′s going afraid)
    I don′t like a hand on my back from behind
    But I’m not frightened by myself

    Pretend my will
    The spinal marrow of life
    And not alone, we′ll find a source
    Where I drink the most forbidden wine
    The spinal marrow
    And not alone, we’ll find a source
    Where I drink the most forbidden wine

    Writer(s): Ettore Rigotti

  8. Come Forth My Dreadful One

    4:14

    Vanity your agony an angry special place
    To rejoice your tears
    Infamy lesser breed freestab the vales of our common fears
    Sonic seducers for bitter abusers
    Sinners roll free and collect our greed
    With my secret source of wisdom fools
    Shall be free

    I′ve lost my reason to fly
    Beyond the skies of your mind
    And what is left of your soul
    Oh I bet you’ll never know

    Corrode the core of my brain
    Discard the lies and the humble pain
    A prison made of flesh and scorn
    Do you still blame my treason?

    Freezing, what do you see?
    Paralyze your lonely strain
    Straight to me your mind′s eye
    A belief of cold sequences
    Faithfucked behaviour still deceiving
    Freezing, what do you see?
    Demonize your inner score
    Straight to me your mind’s eye
    A belief of cold sequences
    Frozen eyes won’t see you cry forever more

    Agony your vanity, I really don′t know what is better for me
    Democracy of sad believers
    Burning out proud ′till the end of grief
    Corrosive behaviours for satisfied saviours
    Selling our souls for a silver shriek
    For your bitter hell I’ve sacrificed
    My whole destiny

    Where is my inbound supplier?
    Beyond the skies of your own
    Where all you sells all you souls
    We are settle here for those

    Concrete melody
    Roll the dice of eternity
    While I wait to see
    The end of the world
    I will

    Corrode the core of my brain
    Discard the lies and the humble pain
    A prison made of flesh and scorn
    Do you still blame my treason?

    Freezing, what do you see?
    Paralyze your lonely strain
    Straight to me your mind′s eye
    A belief of cold sequences
    Faithfucked behaviour still deceiving
    Freezing, what do you see?
    Demonize your inner score
    Straight to me your mind’s eye
    A belief of cold sequences
    Frozen eyes won′t see you cry forever more

    Writer(s): Ettore Rigotti

  9. Shattered Lives and Broken Dreams

    4:16

    Revulsion
    Smashin′ cages of glass
    Dim seconds of fear
    Releasin’ final collapse
    Redeemers
    Have failed so many times
    You and this world seem
    So weak

    Post eclipse future in a dreamspace illusion above
    (The fragments of your lifetime, still float around)
    Neurotic silhouettes, defective clones of a higher self
    (No one will ever bring back the dreams, you leave behind)

    Suspended far in your candyworld
    Where angels crawl and weep and fall
    Your lonely grief′s a treachery
    Still fantasize about the way
    Your fallen years were all in vain
    A silent scream against the wind

    Suddenly, the end of grief
    Shattered lives and broken dreams

    Deceivers
    The mask you wear is fadin’
    Bastards like you merely deserve to end
    In shame

    Post eclipse future in a dreamspace illusion above
    (The fragments of your lifetime, still float around)
    Neurotic silhouettes, defective clones of a higher self
    (No one will ever bring back the dreams, you leave behind)

    Now the stars pass my location
    Bearing seeds of condemnation
    Angels fall and idols weep
    Feathers burn degenerating souls

    Suspended far in your candyworld
    Where angels crawl and weep and fall
    Your lonely grief’s a treachery
    Still fantasize about the way
    Your fallen years were all in vain
    A silent scream against the wind

    Suddenly, the end of grief
    Shattered lives and broken dreams

    Writer(s): Ettore Rigotti

  10. Colors of a New Era

    5:00

    Returning at twilight
    Out of a suffering light
    As for naked fortune
    I can color my mind one last time

    Colors sweet surrounding me
    The power of sun, believe me
    Has low importance, the grey in the streets
    I am searching for

    This day wakes up unreal
    Warning electro-voices
    Giving mankind the revelation
    You′ve got to give back all the choices
    A liter of ink flows on the pages
    From mouth to mouth, to the TVs
    “Eat good, drink wine go for a run
    Keep brown, this is your last sun”

    Pull your colors to mine, pull your colors to mine
    Pull your colors to mine
    The fucking grass grows in this side
    Pull your colors to mine, pull your colors to mine
    Pull your colors to mine
    The fucking grass grows in this side

    Sitting on the wet grass
    Eyes to a sky without stars
    As for naked fortune
    It seems a whatever dawn
    Just more queer

    Colors sweet surrounding me
    The power of sun, believe me
    Has low importance, the grey in the streets
    I am searching for

    I’ve seen a grey world dying out
    In the fiction-like silence of my city
    Every person frightened by my smile
    As in search of my colored world

    Colors sweet surrounding me
    The power of sun, believe me
    Has low importance, the grey in the streets
    I am searching for

    This day wakes up unreal
    Warning electro-voices
    Giving mankind the revelation
    You′ve got to give back all the choices
    A liter of ink flows on the pages
    From mouth to mouth, to the TVs
    “Eat good, drink wine go for a run
    Keep brown, this is your last sun”

    Writer(s): Ettore Rigotti


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