Tracks

01. The Vortex Void Of Inhumanity
02. I Am Thy Labyrinth
03. Fall Of Seraphs
04. Ancient Skin
05. Symbols Of Bloodswords



01. The Vortex Void Of Inhumanity

[Instrumental]


02. I Am Thy Labyrinth

Lyrics by Maniac
They speak...
In the garden of the prophet
Divine madness...
The order of the cosmic immoral

For what is humanity
If not forlorn
And crawling to my hands
When the moment sings

For I have read the signs
And I have solved the riddle
Of eternal life
The Jinnah have spoken

For I have read the signs
And I have solved the riddle
Of eternal life...


03. Fall Of Seraphs

Lyrics by Maniac
I am the key of dark passion
I drink my blood, I eat my flesh
A serpent kiss I give to woman
A voyage through vortex scapes.

Serpent of Eve
Now there is an accid taste of life
Abhorrent christendom - inside burning
Proclaim the fall of Seraphs
Noli tangere me.

Ad modium muscorum in marimo numero
Abyssmally distorted human morals
A serpent christ holy smile
Seven planetary demons

Serpent of Eve.


04. Ancient Skin

Lyrics by Maniac
In these nights of magic
Where great pamis obscured
By the fantasy dragon made real
By the powers of lingering trauma

I looked beyond the dawn of day
Beyond the angstridden faces
Into the mind captured behind
Living the lie of the weakened ones

I captured the moment given
I denied the sickening love
Turned to the purity of anger
I saw myself in the abyss

Complete fullness I now own
I return to earth a demonrace
Denied by man through ages
Now I walk the dying soil

Atrocities turned beauty
Machines of torture turned art
Beneath your cities I sleep
At dawn I weep...


05. Symbols Of Bloodswords

Lyrics by Maniac
All the stars in the north are dead now
All the morals of wasted human... Debris

Walk with me into the night
Do not remove the cobwebs
Of war clinging to your face
They will bell of pains unknown

All the stars in the north are dead now
All the morals of wasted human debris

Torn to pieces-handcrafted delirium
One war remains - WAR of everything

Tanto magis infra se cecidit
Quanto magis so contra gloriam
Sui conditoris erexit