In a certain life before you
there was a quest
a primitive art solution

into your death
this is the split of soul
you can't protect it

forgotten kind of art is now selected

Is this the answer to a glory life that you've chosen

what is the point to await a world deep frozen
now come to see the world in black is this unreal?


Burn down you can't imagine
a lost part into the engine


Body count
Body count


Cursed in your frustration
forgotten destination
a liquid mind is lost

swallowed to rot

Body count

Body count

Hate is running through the brain

simply possessed
eternal life erosion
that you compress

animated life-control
deformed impulse
provocated genocide

incubated skulls

Is this the answer to a glory life that you've chosen

what is the point to await a world deep frozen
now come to see the world in black is this unreal?


Burn down you can't imagine
a lost part into the engine


Body count
Body count