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Sacrosanct - Truth Is - What Is lyrics



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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?