Vārdi:
Behind The Scenery

Tulkojums: Aiz Dekorācijas. Apžilbināja anomālijas.

If the choirs of tragedy shatter your existence and your inner life And your sould drowns in a sea of tears... Then pray! Adore the apostle of greed

emotions All confidence smashed ...ignored honesty No ambitions to deliver ...suffer alone Walk this path Towards the light alone Another stranger Forsaken in pain Moral cripples hide Behind

A gloomy constellation Of planets and stars A vision of revelation Completed destiny Impassible audience listens The oracle of downfall Perfection of

Factory of nameless terror A clinical science against life A new dimension of annihilation Incarnated visions of an imminent immolation Manifested -

me The burning flame of anger will never die I drift away... Dissolution of sanity A feeling treads out from darkest shade I drift away... Emotional obscurity Hate hides behind

I'm sitting here alone Remembrance is my wife instead of you Remembrance is the mirror of my soul I'm suffering here in the dark Solitude leads me to

Abomination of inhuman logic - jailed and forgotten No more dignity - imprisoned by narcotic sympathy No use for useless gears in the machinery The

A creature possessed by brutality and lust Crawls out from the dusk The dusk of insanity, emotionless He searches for a cruel way to satisfy His burning