for every moment we remain
reality is set to drain
for every step we take too far
we shut our minds in reservoirs

we keep a secret and hold it tight
noone knows it – noone knows
we’re meant to stay here – side by side
hold your moment, hold it tight

Jú
oh, Jú

I hope you’re well
I hope you’re well
hold your world – hold it tight
hold your world – hold it tight

I am your master
I am so glorified
take my hand
kiss my ring

I will exalt the king
and praise no god
for the lord is no judge
the lord is no king

wisdom and power
you have made known to me
what I have asked of you
you have made known to us

the dream of the kings
rightull victorious
dream of the kings
rightull victorious

THIS IS FOR SINNERS
AND NOT FOR SAINTS

THIS IS FOR SINNERS
AND NOT FOR SAINTS

I am still buried
I am in hurry
I’m on my death parade
I’m perforated
I’m stabbed in wounds
I’m on my death parade

It’s Apokrypha (8x)

I will permit the psalms
but dare you fail to calm
enough to win the fight
can’t see the holy light

praise the ones
who made it into yours
I will write an all-new course

SVEN THORNES AROUND MY HEAD
A DUSTY SHAPE, A DUSTY FLAT
I GOT MY KORAN ON MY SIDE
ITS APOKRYPHAS ARE BORN TO HIDE

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 have no fear
it’s whatsoever for any child
and their human tears

we are all liars
and deny that Jesus Christ
is the father, son and god
and the holy ghost

WE’RE ALL LIARS
JESUS CHRIST
IS NOT THE FATHER
AND THE HOLY GHOST

Ich krieche in dein Fleisch – es donnert, es lodert
die Falten schlagen auf – so alternd und faulend
ein Virus eskaliert – wie Folter zur Tötung
du willst es von dir lösen – es geht nicht, es kommt

du hältst es nicht für falsch – zu donnern, zu lodern
und hältst die Hände auf – gealtert, mit Fäule
die Wut ist menstruiert – sie foltert, sie tötet
du willst den Rest erlösen – es ist dein Heil an sie

Der Druck ist antriebslos
die Luft zu dick zum Atmen
Vergiss die Aussenwelt – vergiss den Zwang von außen
vergiss den falschen Trost – vergiss den Scheiß von gestern

es zählt nur deine Welt – es zählt nur dein Geschmack
es zählen deine Worte – und das in Ewigkeit

ich wüte
ich brenne
ich schlachte
ich töte

ich wüte
ich brenne
ich schlachte
ich töte voller Freude

Chimeira
Chimeira
Chimeira
Chimeira

the last tree has been cut down from this place
poisened rivers, no fish to be caughted
you’ve eaten your gods, you’ve eaten your soul
open your eyes, open your eyes

you see no evil nor hear no evil
the three wise monkeys upon evolution
what you see, what you do,
what you hear, let it stay here

make up your mind as you like to see
our opinions are insanity
be what you want as long we can agree
otherwise you have to change frequency

spaceships of monkeys fly to the moon
hero of money is still DRJ
oh captain, my captain, your trip is now done
contact the heroe, call Major Tom

WE’RE 666 AND WE ARE THE SEX
BREAKING THE LAW, CALL IT PATRIOT-ACT
DHARMACHAKRA OF CHRISTIANITY
DHARMACHAKRA OF CHRISTIANITY

we cannot recreate creations
who can replace a place
create a king, create a queen,
create a Jack and an ace

if we wouldn’t be blind
and sit in a golden cage,
we would see the skyline of L.A.

I saw cross made out of guns
showing what’s so wrong with us
what is worth for you to stay
keep TV from you away

EVERYTHING COMES TO AN END
EVALSLAVES DISINTEGRATE
WHAT IS WORTH FOR YOU TO STAY
TO KEEP TV FROM YOU AWAY
WHEN YOU AND YOUR WHOLE WORLD DIE

thank god and all the devils we made somekind of heaven
we take the protein pills to let us feel it lesser
illusions can be painful, we search for skulls and bones
behind a fence of truth – knock-knock, 322 vault

survive on our ground, expect some facism
call emergency, expect assassination
the breed is born to die, low your expectation
Money makes the world go round, in this fucking nation

we are just a brick inside a wall
sentenced to be broken

I’M NOT A SLAVE OF A GOD
THAT HAS RISEN BY HIS FAULTS
WE ARE INSIDE A WALL

it’s never ending, never working, never bleeding, never greeting
never starting, never stopping, never healing, never seeding

we are about
to finish heaven’s gate

can’t remember where we started
Is there something like a fate

I’m working hard
to become a saint

can’t remember when it started
is there something like a fate

In the shadow of the mountain high,
A god stands firm, with a watchful eye.
In silence, he carries the weight of the skies,
Bound by a choice that none can deny.

He walks alone, through realms unseen,
With a heart full of dreams
In silence, he carries the weight of his own
His purpose is just unknown

I cannot breed
I’m certified
who is to pray
when I’m a god

Ich bin der Untergang
Ich bin dein Heiligtum
Ich bin Alles
Alles was du je verwehrst

Ich bin der Untergang
Ich bin dein Heiligtum
Ich bin Alles
Ich bin Nemea

The darkness out so wide
With shadows in corners you used to hide,
I call your name but silence stays
Echoes of you fade away

The throne’s so cold where you once sat
the halls of love, left for theft
Your laughter’s gone, and so am I,
I watch the time, both to die

I’m waiting in silence
In the spaces you left
Chasing a moment
of light you once shared
You were the light in my
Darkness and mind
The warmth inside my heart,
are lost in your Kind

we feel insight but get no heal
boundaries came from death, they are best of vague
say where it all begins, as well where we all end

the day we die, a demon grows up on earth
you look up for yourself
to be like someone else

look up and search yourself
you live like someone else
look up and search yourself
you live like someone else

OPEN FOR WHO DESERVES
TO SEE THE HOLLOW EARTH
OPEN FOR WHO DESERVES
TO SEE THE HOLLOW EARTH

I hope your anger grows
I hope your temple breaks
I hope your mason dies
I hope your law will dash

I hope you almost die
I hope you see my god
I hope you slit your throat
I hope you drown in blood

I hope you slit your fucking throat
I hope you drown in all your blood

get it up / get it up
I’m falling down

get it up / get it up
I’m stumbling down

get it up / get it up
enough to fall

get it up / get it up
let’s take it all

get it up / get it up
we’re like a horse

get it up / get it up
we are the norse

get it up / get it up
take it by force

get it up / get it up
let’s do it coarse

If you never fight, you will never lose
but you will suffocate on it
if you never fight, you will never lose
but you will rage against it

FALL TO REMEMBER
FALL TO REMEMBER

we choose to love but the world is cruel
illusion-nation – too good to be true
be a blister, fool the russians like hell
claim equality, be proud to be gay

love hate – fuck chaste – give claim – repeat your aim
love hate – fuck chaste – give claim – repeat your aim
the only way to be free like a bird
is to look through your eye and see a different world

we’re 666 and we are the sex
breaking the law, call it patriot-act
federal emergency mass assassination
calling Major Tom, we need some abortions
love me, hate me
fuck me, chaste me
love me, hate me
fuck me, chaste me

WE CAN’T BE FREE WHEN WE’RE SAID WE’D BE FREE
INTOLERATION, OUR GLORYFIED NATION
THE ONLY WAY TO BE FREE LIKE A BIRD
IS TO LOOK THROUGH YOUR THIRD EYE TO SEE A DIFFERENT WORLD

We’ll shatter the chains
fulfill a dream
Eons of torment
spirits ignite

we will Control
Fires of vengeance
depths of despair
we’ll break the Cage

We are the Titans
we are the gods
We are the Titans
we are the gods

Let the walls tremble
let the earth shake
Let the walls tremble
let the earth shake

Tartarus is broken
Olympus will fall

We’re rising from the abyss,
No more suffering
Feel your wrath
hear our scream

The Titans march to see the hall
Zeus must bow, or watch him fall

Olympus trembles, the sky turns red,
it’s our vengeance, we go ahead.
With death untold, we rise again,
To claim the crown, and rule the man

some blood on my Hands are visceral
it’s black on the darkside
and Cold in my small hive

down on my spine and down on the inside
dead like pale swine
their blood is wine

Das ist der Mythos
der einzig wahre Sturm
erkannt von den Tausend
ernannt für den Tron

Was ist der Grund für diese Absolution
Einzig die Gier nach unentlichem Ruhm

Das ist der Mythos
der einzig wahre Sturm
stets ist der Kreuzzug
stets sing der Hohn

Das ist der Mythos
der einzig wahre Sturm
links steht die Zukunft
rechts die Religion

Was treibt dich an, was macht dich scharf
Was bleibt von dir, wenn du nichts machen darfst
Was ist der Grund für diese Absolution
Einzig die Gier nach unentlichem Ruhm

Steht auf
Steht auf
Steht auf

Das ist der Mythos
der einzig wahre Sturm
Menschen verhungern
Stolz ist der Lohn

Was ist der Grund für diese Absolution
Einzig die Gier nach unentlichem Ruhm

SEHT DIE WELT AUF DEN KNIEN
FLIEHT IN DIE NACHT, DAS FEUER ERLISCHT
SEHT DIE WELT AUF DEN KNIEN
PROMETHEUS IST TOT, ZEUS HAT GESIEGT

I fill my lungs with tar
it’s said it would be gold
already missed the use
already killed my muse

you live in someone’s fear
and dried out all your eyes
your teeth are doomed to break
can’t even eat the flies

illusions can be painful
but can not save ourself
be patient or be cruel
stop searching for yourself

your blood on our hands
no hope for everyone
you scream for holocaust
we’re praying „Nazis Raus“

ROTHSCHILD
ROT, CHILD

devil’s got a mind, devil’s got a mind
I am so dirty, dirty

you are of piss-excretion
I am self-explenation
you are a dirtyfuck
a simple dirt-fuck
you need no proclamation
we see your fascination
of over-population
with your whore-carnation

I can’t breathe
I can’t feel
tongues on my lips
tongues on my hips

devil’s got a gun, devil’s got a gun
pull the trigger – boom boom
headshot – headshot

devil’s got a knife, devil’s got a knife
pull it down your scrag
slash me – slash me

devil’s got a stick, devil’s got a stick
push it down your throat
drowning – drowning

devil’s got a pill, devil’s got a pill
suck your medicine
numb me – numb me

devil’s got a spine, devil’s got a spine
break a bone, crack it, break me, break me

devils got a fuck, devils got a fuck
take a last breath and, kill it, kill it

devils in my head, devils in my head
forcing all the thing, push me, push me

devils in my head, devils in my head
pull the trigger – boom boom, give me headshot

we are so vacant
we are so tough
we are distracted
we are illusion
we want to blame our moms
we want to blame our dads
accepting fucking norms
behind the golden forms

the golden dawn
hermetic order
fuck all the doctrines
fuck all the elders
no place for renegades
no place for hypocrates
accept the fucking norms
behind the golden forms

LOVE ME, HATE ME
FUCK ME AND CHASE ME
LOVE ME, HATE ME
FUCK ME AND CHASE ME
YOU ARE NOT VACANT
AND YOU ARE NOT TOUGH
YOU’RE JUST SOME LITTLE BOYS
WHO CAN’T GET ENOUGH

You are so wise
coming from stars
would be a shame
if it’s someone else

we are doomed
we are damned
we are dead
in the end

you are so pale
Ruling over me
stairs upon my head
Tartarus engaged

some blood on my Hands are visceral
it’s black on the darkside
flies in my small hive

down on my spine and down on the inside
dead like pale swine

blood on my hip
taste from the inside

I boil all the ash
eat like a Monster

ten thousand years
I am the time

this is my heart
this is Body
I eat myself
I’m immortal

Behind the veil of all the hieratic and mystical
allegories of ancient and fake doctrines
behind the darkness and ordeals of all cynicals
under the seal of rhymes

you can not re-create creations who re-incarnate
someone books to occultism to transliterate
we live in crisis of awareness
accept the old norms
behind the old forms

the cryptic emblems of the fascism ceremonies
practised in addendum by the societies
indications of a doctrine which is everywhere
the same and everywhere
the same and everywhere

GOLDEN DAWN, HERMETIC ORDER
WE ARE THE BAPHOMET
WE ARE THE CRAWLER
NO PLACE FOR RENEGADES
NO PLACE FOR HYPOCRITES
WE ARE THE BAPHOMET
WE ARE THE CRAWLER

control your heart
control your beat
untouch your mind
embrace your feat

sell your god
dug your spell
drill through hands
wank for drills
cyclopean
cyclopean

considered
disabled sons
crawl from ground
kill the gods

this what you need
this is what you see
chop all the eyes
and eat them alive

BLOOD AND DARKNESS
SEAL THE GODS
BLOOD AND DARKNESS
SEAL THE GODS

BLOOD IS FLOWING THROUGH THE REALMS
MY OLYMPUS IS BORN OF DARKNESS