[Gionata, November 2002]

Light... without traces of hope its standing above
A black tunnel... A maze of torment
Its time to put an end to this life... committing suicide...
Its better to come back to the sweet house of worms
Im going where all laments die, aside your light...
My world is almost dead as its purity
I am the truth you would never hear
Into the frozen dimension.. unto the eternal pain

Hatred for yourself... Pain is so sweet...
Sometimes I feel its warm heartbeat... on the razors rage

The world doesnt need you
The world wont wait for you...
The world will show you obscenities
The world is just putrid scum

I was born to be an exception,
A pillar of disgust and hatred
In the deepest chambers of my mind...
What I am, people cant understand

It keeps me warm on dark cold nights
Traces of blood are crawling behind
In the deepest chambers of my mind...
where my ideas go blind
From my head to my spine...
Cutting the throats of disease and singing
The last rhyme... the last song so sweet
The last hymn to hail the beyond
Before drowning in a sea of blood...

...in a sea of blood...