[Instrumental]

Will I die or survive
From this hell made of ice?
It's up to this mountain to decide
What will happen to my life.

The more I climb
The freezing ice
Intensifies
And paralyze me.

A dreadful avalanche
Behind me
Enslaved to this mountain
I shall be.

Amputate my Chilblains
Handless arm remains.

My frozen body
I behold
Slowly turning
Stiff and cold.

Smell the sweet stench
In wind's blow
Of lost carcasses
In the snow.

Have you ever thought
Where your soul will be
When you'll lie to rot
Die physically.

Being so fascinated
By those mysteries
I've began some weird
Out of my body.

I saw a light
In front of me
It blinked my eyes
Invited me in.

Forever will shine
This tremendous light that drives me blind
When I got behind
Control was no longer mine
Meeting those who dies
Those who've been here before I arrived
I should have stayed behind
Only incarnation can now bring me back
To mankind.

I'm where souls are lost
For eternity
I shall never come back
To reality.

Back in the fourteenth century
When the world was plagued by horrid diseases
Discovered lifeless bodies were buried.

Knowing very little about true symptoms of death
Those who stiffen in the stage of morbidity
Were then considered dead.

Autopsies were unknown at that time
Unconsciousness could have been fatal to your life
Catalepsy, from this plague a lot have died
Ignorance sent to the grave people alive.

There's no way to save yourself from this calamity
Life will be for you a simple memory.

Faint! Now you're paralysed
Catalepsy soon will take your life
Try not to close your eyes
Cause death will be to life a deadly lie.

When you're entombed Within your mind you wait and
pray if you could talk The only things that you would say
"I'm still alive...Please!" "I'm still alive...Don't bury me!"

What a sad way to end a mortal life
But it's better off buried
Than to be embalmed alive.

I've been lost in a jungle
For an hour and fifteen days
Hopelessly searching for exits
In this lethal maze.

Footsteps I have taken
Each one driving me insane
Always turning in circles
In this hostile jungle.

Having dropped my last piece of food
The most vital thing I never wished to loose
I slipped and found myself in a dark place like hell
At the bottom of a pit where I had fell.

Surrounded by a rancid smell
Of corpses that previously fell
Among bones shredded flesh and crawling maggots
Then I knew that I shall stay there to rot.

Gashes appearing everywhere
Scars I'm wishing in despair
Before maggots devoured my insides
I'll commit myself to suicide.

Above me I heard people talking
Having lost my voice, I was unable to scream
They had a look and saw me lying in my knees
Then went away thinking I was deceased.

Below me no one is talking
If you have your voice, just once you're screaming
Have a fast look before falling on your knees
No hope is left when you are deceased.

While I'm waiting
The rotting process consumes my life
Excruciating suffering
That none can identify.

Agonizing game
Drugs can't numb the pain
Death would be for me
A peaceful recovery.

Severe amputations
To stop the infection
Morbid auscultation
Livid coloration of my skin
Self deterioration
Organic corruption
Innards explorations
Gives no explanation of my disease.

Doctors agree
No recovery
In the morgue, I'll be
left to rest in pieces.

While I'm lying
My coffins cover is closed to eyes
My mangled restful body
No one could identify.

[Instrumental]

When we left the shore
It was a sunny day
Far from the small and quiet bay.

Lightning struck the sky
Asleep, we were sailing away
I woke up and realized
We were now the ocean's pray

The sky was darkening
As the rain was falling
The waves were striking
As our boat was wrecking.

"God! please protect our lives!"
The storms, just a few had survived.

When I looked around me
Boat remains, I had found
Not too far on the sea
My friend's corpse who had drowned.

When we left the shore
It was a sunny day
Our nice trip turned to gore
Far from the small and quiet bay.

The sun is rising
As the clouds are fading
The waves are settling
As the wreckage is drifting.

The liquid of life
That is captive under your skin
Is deeply Infected
And slowly perishes from within.

You're looking at your body
Your skin turns to a morbid color
Suffocates endlessly
For this case you won't find any doctor.

Your veins become dry
And then your organs putrefy
You vomit blood down the floor
To leave your corpse soaked deep in gore.

For you life you pray
Intense cardiac decay
No more human fuel to stay alive
Too lets your insides mortified.

Painful drainage of your body
Without a drip of blood
You will be
Hematological Allergy.

Putrefaction is getting close
Arteries had decomposed
Clotted blood drains from your nose
Rigor mortis takes control.

Hear no more heart beats
Death, you try to defeat
No more oxygen in your cells
Your brain rots inside of it's shell.

Normal children's birth, some could be painful at times
As the newborn rise, slowly all the pain will die
While life grows inside, joy and fear dwells in my mind
Everything went fine, until I got some weird pain inside of me

Unable to eat, vomit endlessly
Strange anomalies
Something dwells inside, growing suddenly
Then I started to bleed
Unbearable flowing hemorrhage
Infected remains
Were draining out of me as I went insane

Inoculated life

Eviscerate
Blood all over, coagulate
As they pull out
Embryonic waste
No human from
Yet to relate
For the mother
Now it's too late

Gory delivery
Innards will follow
As they pull out the fetus
Pungent smell rises
As the mother waits for surgery
Disgusting mutation
That science has never seen
None would be able to tell
What kind of life it could be

Normal children's birth, some could be painful at times
As the newborn rise, slowly all the pain will die
While death grows inside, mortal life fades in my eyes
There's no way to hide from this inoculated life

Back in the fourteenth century
When the world was plagued by horrid diseases
Discovered lifeless bodies were buried

Knowing very little about true symptoms of death
Those who stiffen in the stage of morbidity
Were then considered dead

Autopsies were unknown at that time
Unconsciousness could have been fatal to your life
Catalepsy, from this plague a lot have died
Ignorance sent to the grave people alive

There's no way to save yourself from this calamity
Life will be for you a simple memory

Faint! Now you're paralysed
Catalepsy soon will take your life
Try not to close your eyes
Cause death will be to life a deadly lie

When you're entombed Within your mind you wait and
Pray if you could talk The only things that you would say
"I'm still alive... please!" "I'm still alive... don't bury me!"

What a sad way to end a mortal life
But it's better off buried
Than to be embalmed alive

I've been lost in a jungle
For an hour and fifteen days
Hopelessly searching for exits
In this lethal maze

Footsteps I have taken
Each one driving me insane
Always turning in circles
In this hostile jungle

Having dropped my last piece of food
The most vital thing I never wished to loose
I slipped and found myself in a dark place like hell
At the bottom of a pit where I had fell

Surrounded by a rancid smell
Of corpses that previously fell
Among bones shredded flesh and crawling maggots
Then I knew that I shall stay there to rot

Gashes appearing everywhere
Scars I'm wishing in despair
Before maggots devoured my insides
I'll commit myself to suicide

Above me I heard people talking
Having lost my voice, I was unable to scream
They had a look and saw me lying in my knees
Then went away thinking I was deceased

Below me no one is talking
If you have your voice, just once you're screaming
Have a fast look before falling on your knees
No hope is left when you are deceased