Sacrosanct - Truth Is - What Is lyrics
Tracks 01. Demension Of Violence
02. Execrated (They Will Be) 03. Skin To Skin 04. The Sickened Thrill 05. Terminal Suicide 06. Disputed Death 07. The Die Is Cast 08. Catalepsy 09. Injured 10. Truth Is What Is 01. Demension Of Violence
New born children see the light in pain
It'll accompany for all eternity See them transform as evil conquers The human development into inhumanity Mankind in bestiality Madness turns into reality Pain given by humanity Insane minds in majority Dimension of violence Religion, the only way to survive It'll command while its people obey Searching for way s to protect us from evil Still they are fighting in vain Rituals, true to tradition and belief Sects, appeasements, satisfaction, Rules, orders, methods Dissenting usages in their glorification Cutting of limbs for committing a crime In spite of the pain it must be dome Execuciate, excoriate by law They'll suffer and die one by one Manmade devastation The distress, to distraction Wars, terrorized world Prevalent death, violent men Blood flowing day by day Bodies decayed, torture and pain 02. Execrated (They Will Be)
Fingers pointing my direction,
Watching with contemptuous eyes Rumours, stories they made up Are all based on lies Not of their normal world Treated as nonentity Avoiding me, as if I am Excluded of their society Get lost, you're not one of us, Execrated Outside, feel like being Incriminated Treat them all alike. Discriminated Execrated Execrated They Will Be! Execrated Accusations based on my looks Who are you? I've never met you before Behaviour is what counts, but you're Too dumb to understand, I'm sure It seems so easy in this damned world When facts are given you won't think twice But facts are made by prejudiced men, Who fuck around and sell their lies Reality won't penetrate their minds If they're normal, they'd be like us You think you're perfect, but you Judge by appearances 03. Skin To Skin
Promises, predictions of a future
As if it would be as it seems The reality of expectation, Does only exist in dreams Nothing, nowhere could it be so bad Leaving, listening to the voices in my head Blinded by the hope of a new life The hope which soon would disappear Being under the weather still gone worse By living in this unknown world in fear What has become of the plans we had in mind? What is true of the stories we've been told? We were caught, prisoners For our bodies they have sold They force us to do things they want us to, Disgusting, fear within skin to skin Condemned forever, slaves we will remain Skin to skin, with tears and inner pain Sadness in me, the misery Will be free of slavery? Helpless and lonely Maltreatment, sorrow Fear of tomorrow All we've got left is our hope Human trade! 04. The Sickened Thrill
Obsessions of unusual nature
The violent fascination Enjoy the look fo flowing blood Beyond imagination Gloating over the others sorrow The sorrow you create Fight the game of life and death Humanity decides their fate Insanity, perversity Blood is so alluring The excitement grows awaiting to see The pain - as we want them to Bleed - as we force them to, fight-until they Die - insanity takes control Trained to do what satisfies their will Longing for a kill "the sickened trill"! Stirring up aggression The intention the delight A bloodstained helpless creature Remnant of a fight Open wounds blood's gushing See the loser it dies Suffered from unbearable pain In front of human eyes 05. Terminal Suicide
His brain is anaesthetize, his body filled with drugs
The nerves vibrate, he feels the poison running Through his veins You can see the flickering looks of this impious creature More dead than alive, no help no future Saying- he is born in an ungrateful and useless world Searching - for a satisfying answer to clean their soul Ignoring - his undead life a creation of our society Dying - a death in rates in that morass of life His thoughts are eliminated, his desire is rising Falling into a morbid psychical vision Depressions torture his mind, aggressions Against his life Standing just a step beside this chasm His body is addicted, his death as good as sealed Killing all this innocent and helpless guys Thoughts torture his mind, aggressions against their life Enjoying, listening to his victims cries No more saying- he is born in an ungrateful and useless world No more searching - for a satisfying answer to clean their soul No more Ignoring - his undead life a creation of our society He must die a death in rates, expiate your godless crime Different looks watch this poor bastard pray Can't await the time when he must pay Ignore his reasons, prepared for his sacrament Drifting into end, you lost your last Sacrosanct... 06. Disputed Death
The pain of a man
Who's living out his days His feelings, his sentiments Are printed in his face Suffering, awaiting And praying death to come His desire For a voluntary death is strong Mercy killing, is it right? Premature death, redemption of Pain which burns inside Court death is their guide Dreams, illusions, nightmares The hell they're living in Sorrow, ache, unconsciousness No struggle from within Afraid of life, no fear of death Eternal rest and peace Life's a torture endlessly That's what they know and see Noe eating But being fed by tubes No light or day Just darkened space Eyes which stare Into their world of despair They're asleep and filled with drugs For a keeping them alive No cure, no improve So we ask ourselves why? No please, stop this madness There is no chance to survive Disputed death, should we let die? 07. The Die Is Cast
Staring at a growing world
A thing of human waste Can't choose your way of life Vegetate in a present vision Preventive measures Running out of choice Precursor punish our ignorance Ignominy for a world like this Anxious faces, nervous panic, silent cries The world is dying, striking back they won't get wise Eternal darkness, empty sphere, silent cries The world is dead, no more present, will never rise The die is cast Will be the last that humans see The die is cast We fall - there's nothing left to be Flashes of light are striking down No apology, now save your "crown" Last apocalypse and open gates Door to heaven? Rising death-rates The prophecies, they come true A planet cries, escape from you... Now you can see What has happened to this earth Ludicrous buildings hit the sky Lost creatures will be born Legends of a better world But no more will to live The last survivors fight Against their own fate 08. Catalepsy
Living on that goddamned ground
Incapable of moving my body I feel the coldness coming over me My eyes are staring through a haze I remember these mysterious experiments Political science entail a common grave Chemical labs and dreadful tests Why me ...? I am condemned to live in this world Condemned to exist in this mortal frame I'm a victim of our progress Condemned to exist with this mortal pain Catalepsy This synthetic virus paralyse my breath They lost their control about these things I am sure I'm not the only one But is it worth to throw our life away? Explosions around my head Bacterials fill the air Bombard this area, my living space Save the rest, don't let them there Why don't you let me die Infection, a restless crie Coz it's like a voodoo-witchery Please say who's controlling me 09. Injured
Sixty-five years, a wasted life
Spent behind bars I should not be Accused of a murder, I do not know Awaiting what is happening to me Captivity - judgement is done Amnesty - you may go, now you're set free Justice took my life, indemnity can't make it right Liberty - what do I know but misery? Inculpated, sentenced for life Death stared me in the face Punitive measures taken upon me I've paid for their disgrace Walls of an empty cell staring at me Seems to get closer, day by day Behind a barred window I can see the outside world A will of a killer in decay Sixty-five years, a wasted life Spent behind bars I should not be Accused of a murder, I didn't know See what has happened to me Testamentary, discovered truth It decided my life, my fate They didn't judge. No wrong, no right Just listened to their hate 10. Truth Is What Is
Look around, tell me your reason to live
You're satisfied? Prepared to make your way Can't you see in which world we are living in and what it means Why do you close your eyes? It's not a dream Think real, your life is condemned, it will ruin the world How long? Can we pay this fancy-price? Ignore the lessons of a world, moribound you cast your dice Open your eyes, our epitaph is engraved! A monumental scene? Just a flash in this universe Burial-mounds, a trivial sign of our depraved existence Our mistake? Exhale your ephemeral life The mirror shows us the truth, in which time we dive Truth is a fact, a monument Truth is - what is, like time or sand A world without lies or alibies A world without pain and endless cries How could it come so far? You live your life, pay for your absurdity Now you must see, we just die through inability We can't take this invincible hindrance Why we just look around? You see an end, which is irrefutable Now you must listen, that is indispensable We can't stop in this swirl of lies Why are we so blind? You say we have eyes to see But they are closed You say we are civilized But we are reduced to misery Say - we cheat us out of peace Say - we are reduced to beggery Say - there is no more time This is the truth! Truth is a fact, a monument Truth is - what is, like time or sand A human being and his endless tries A rest of peace which we never reach How could it come so far? |