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W.A.K.O. - Symbiotic Existence lyrics



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01. Temple Of The Sick Degenerated Beast

Your own systematic ways to define reality
Have taken you to hate, fear, worship
The sick degenerated beast;

The empire declines, no god will survive;
Enter the deep valley of death, shadows falling,
Melting upon your skull, you feel alive, I feel divine,
You've found the eternal source reflecting on you,
The face of horror and honour;

The instinct falls apart from the cross, right above,
Cold sacred passion; your god is dead, your god is dead;

Crucified by time,
Feeding a fatal disease in a painful way to survive,
Bury your soul, there's no place for the weak in my temple;

God, my eyes shall not burn for you forever and ever and ever;
The superior man falls out from his throne
And I'm sitting on my own, get a gun,
Kill your enemy in one second,
Ignorant the world is yours, you kill, you create;

Your god is dead, from the cross, right above,
Slaughtered sheep;
Hey man you're inside you're creator,
Pray man you're inside your own creation,
It's creeping out my own bone.

02. Unconsciousness

I close my eyes, I change my skin,
The need to find a new sanctuary,
Got to kill me, my worst enemy;

Unconsciousness show me how to live under my skin,
Take me to the dark river of my soul,
Spread your wisdom to me;

Sacrifice, would be a pleasure taking out your life,
There's something your existence can't deny,
Disembodied the old flesh to fucking die;

There's no way to eternity,
A sweet sick illusion,
This is the end come close my friend

03. Symbiotic Existence

Time kill this lie before I die, what the hell have I;
Lost desert surrounds me, I'm chained in my gravity;

Hate me, because I'm gonna kill, erase,
Metamorphose this scene to a dead end;
The magic bottle of my existence
Is spoiled with my dissolved hate,
Thirsty mouth of power and strength;

Hell, my existence is wrong, your existence is wrong,
Save me from me, my life is dead, better forget;
Old prophet, your word is broken to me,
Take your filthy hands from me,
You spread the concept of fear and mercy,
Burn son of a bitch, reinventing an illusion, heaven falls apart;

Burning dawn, dissolving upon your pale skin,
Hunger to kill and destroy, entering a new phase;
I make my pain my name, sorrow, son of fear,
I'm so guilty, I mutilate you again and again and again;

The red sky is upon me, who is controlling me,
I spit on you, I exhale the fire that burns you to dust,
Smashing my face against the darkest glass;
Apocalyptic dawn, come in flames,
Destroy the generous, the priest will poison the crowd.