It's time
the change has begun
I am almost done
the feeling
that should disappear
will become
rage, undisputed hate,
undisputed hate,
revenge in all its grace
a scarce in your face
and I will come
revenge is mine
from birth to death
from birth to death
surely undone
and I will come
revenge is mine
from birth to death
from birth to death
AND TONIGHT
WON'T YOU FIGHT
FOR THE ANTICHRIST
I am undone
I am still buried
I am in Hurry
I am on my Death parade
I am perforated
I am stepped in wounds
I am on my Death parade
SEVEN THORNS
AROUND MY HEAD
A DUSTY SHAPE
A DUSTY FLAT
I GOT MY KORAN
ON MY SIDE
WE ARE APOKRYPHA
WE ARE BORN TO BE HIDE
I will permit the psalms
but dare you fail to calm
enough to win the fight
I can't see the holy light
we praise the ones
who made it into yours
I will write
an all-new course
I am the father
who disbelieved
in every human
many antichrists have been there
but now I'm the one
we are all liars
and deny that Jesus Christ
is the father, son
and god and the holy ghost
Whosoever denieth the Son
the same hath no fear
it's whatsoever for any child
their human tears
we are all liars
and deny that Jesus Christ
is the father, son
and god and the holy ghost
WE ARE ALL LIARS
JESUS CHRIST IS THE FATHER
AND THE HOLY GHOST
WE ARE ALL LIARS
YET JESUS CHRIST
IS NOT THE FATHER
AND THE HOLY GHOST
I never realized you in a simple way
but that's the reason why I came to you today,
if it's that what you want
Siddhartha Gautama wants you to pray
you realised to follow him on his way
Islaministic, I am restrained
socially-awkward-awards are optained
sex, drugs, crucifictions
and the Revelation of nine
now that's what you want
I
NEVER FIGHT
NEVER FUCK
NEVER GET UP
BUT GET UP FOR VIOLENCE
fuck this world, that's suicide
you cannot fuck your sign
Antichrist will find his side
I cannot see him shine
Angels, having so much soul
burn from death - you cannot burn
Astharat will be born from death
can not see an Angels death
IT WAS HIS FAITH FROM BIRTH
TO MAKE A MARK UPON THE EARTH
well, all I remember was a bright light coming down to me. I don't know what it was but it felt good. The next thing I recall was a scream, but couldn't locate it. It was like a baby cried but there was a holy light. A moment later I saw darkness. Pure evil came across my body and absorbed me. I felt not only distress and pain but also facilitate filled my heart, my lungs, my body and my soul. It was like a dream in which you couldn't wake up nor escape.
Two voices chimed then describing their rise and fall in different time periods. No sense of time, no pain perception. The voices called me the one to relieve the idols from their burden and die with them. The last thing I remember is one of the voices calling me Astharat, son of Uriel, son of Hilkia. A shiver ran down my spine, I knew I never heared any of these names but recognized them. It was like a schizophrenic apocalypse. And I knew, I couldn't escape.
THEY CALLED ME THE ALL-NEW POPHET FELT DOWN FROM THE STARS
RE-BORN AS THE TWO, THE BUTCHET AND JUDGE, BORN WITH SCARS
PART 1
I watched the angels from birth to death
the herald Janus, the god we have
enough to pray the crucified
watch out for phrases, I cannot die
the man you loved is the man you fear
Pray the splinters, pray your fear
Stick to ribs
infants cribs
REVENGE IS MINE
PART 2
words of Jeremiah
son of Hilkiah
one of the priests
master of heist
I saw the angels on the corners of earth
another angel ascended the sun
But concerning that day no one knows
not even the angels, nor the Son
A
S
T
H
A
R
A
T
she knows it's my last day on earth
but she didn't want to cry
I know she needs me more than I need the death
she can't say "goodbye"
I tried to scream her name
but I couldn't open it
over her was a dirty shame
and it doesn't fit
Nietzsche tried to explain the story
but failed at it
the Antichrist had these glory
shame of dirt
and I need downloadable suicide
to control myself
we see it on the other side
so we would kill ourselve
there's a hand in your heart
just for the love you never got
and there's a little part
where you believe me and not god
tell the love in the world
that it's so automatic and dissapointing
I can't call it my own
it seems to be that we should connect
I thought I'd lose you
the day may come true
foreign with love in my life
we love like machines in ways where it seems
to die through our hands to be on screens
I CRY FOR YOU
Pray the splinters, pray the fear
pray the sinners, pray the tears
DEVIL-M IS:
Max Meyer – Vocals
Lars Everwien – Guitars
Sonja Langenfeld - Backing Vocals, Programming
Lisa Hass - Bass
Produced, engineered and mixed by Max Meyer and Elmar Schmidt
Mastered by Tim Bluck
Art direction and design by LEIDBILD DESIGN
Photography by Markus Reinke and Anne Wüstenberg