Born again - from the ashes as vulture
Invasive - carrying the torch of ignorance
Condemned - all nations and generations
Without destiny and fate
Few has seen the signs
Rivers and seas turned to dust
Symbols of past beauty
No one wrote to Ephysus
No seals to be broken
I will stand still toward Nether
And laugh at myself untill I die
The first, the last, the living one
No forgiveness from his hands
Fire walk with me
Self-seeking - without future perspective
Pathetic - spurious measure of all things
Funeral bathed in glitter
Joyful caravan
Children of Adam and Eve dancing in the dung
Beaten lion of Judah
Cut off seven horns of lamb
No one's knocking at the door
No one will exceed the gate
Tragicomic man's story
Brave new world as people said
Now it's only void and silence
I sent upon myself
I will stand still toward Nether
And laugh at myself till I die
The first, the last, the living one
No forgiveness from his hands
Fire walk with me
Tell me how does it fill to stand still in abyss
Just on your own
And then find yourself with your face in the ground
Panic, ruin, terror
With no chance of getting better
Mankind swept to artificial bliss
Time will take everything from us away