Trust this message of God,
A wise explanation will calm your soul.
Serene beings, Credible sermons.
Who's able to soothe our anguish?
Is religion the way God chose to control out mind?
To put our spirits in peace?
Disquieting beliefs.
Believe what you're told but confess your mistrust.
Don't search for certainty otherwise...
You'll disagree. You'll disagree.
The knowledge of God implies acceptance of the Antichrist,
And you fear to believe.
Anxious beings, Insane sermons.
Who's able to soothe our anguish?
Is religion the way God chose to control out mind?
To put our spirits in peace?
Disquieting beliefs.
Believe what you're told but confess your mistrust.
Don't search for certainty otherwise...
You'll disagree. You'll disagree.
Absurdity surmounts. Eviction or you denial to be free?
Absurdity gets stronger.
Can't you hide from all the symbols of this mental slavery?
"And he opened his mouth in blasphemy against God
To blaspheme his name. And power was given him over
All kindreds, tongues and nations..."
The knowledge of God implies acceptance of the Antichrist,
And you fear to believe.
Anxious beings, Insane sermons.
7. Arrive Into Death Soon
Struck down, weakened by the modern plague,
The organic system reduced to pieces.
Life ebb's away. Obvious misery.
The bell tolls again, Louder this time.
Disease or punishment.
Arrive Into Death Soon!
Blinded by knowledge.
Into Death Soon. Into Death Soon.
Sickness or punishment?
Into Death Soon. Into Death Soon.
Scientists looking for fame, Patients ready to die.
Doctors researching for glory as we grieve our loss.
Life ebb's away. Obvious misery.
The bell tolls again, Louder this time.
Disease or punishment.
Arrive Into Death Soon!
Blinded by knowledge.
Into Death Soon. Into Death Soon.
Sickness or punishment?
Into Death Soon. Into Death Soon.
Let's refuse to surrender our faith.
The only solution is to forgive.
To forgive our faults... Our faults?
Disease or punishment.
Arrive Into Death Soon!
Blinded by knowledge.
Into Death Soon. Into Death Soon.
Sickness or punishment?
Into Death Soon...
8. Wrapped In Roses
I mourn the time of my early youth,
Time of binging and indulgence.
Old age came, obstructing my path,
Finally taking my will.
Despair, Gone is my time.
Downcast, Darker than death.
Birth!
A rose woven, Wreath!
Entwines my cot. Death!
A rose woven, Wreath!
Around my corpse.
Where are those I followed years ago?
Good friends I used to have.
Dropped dead, some've gone with the wind.
May God save those still alive.
Despair, Gone is my time.
Downcast, Darker than death.
Birth!
A rose woven, Wreath!
Entwines my cot. Death!
A rose woven, Wreath!
Around my corpse.
Human brothers surviving us,
Don't resent our offences.
If you remember us with compassion,
God will bless you all.
Birth!
A rose woven, Wreath!
Entwines my cot. Death!
A rose woven, Wreath!
Around my corpse.
9. Shaped Images Of Disincarnate Spirits
Vivid pictures of science's failures,
I'm the embodiment of your usurped theories.
Succession of images while I'm leaving;
Indulgence - Erosion - Punishment - Despair.
Seven stages. Seven Ways of the Cross.
Seven bodies. Seven shaped images. Disincarnate...
Free from my jail of flesh,
Far from my earthly trips. Disincarnate...
Free from my carnal being, Nearer the Celestial Empire.
Obvious evidence of God's disability,
I'm the incarnation of mankind's will.
Succession of images before my eyes;
Abomination - Conscience - Enjoyment - Anguish.
Seven domains. Seven mortal remains.
Seven cages. Seven shaped images. Disincarnate...
Free from my jail of flesh,
Far from my earthly trips. Disincarnate...
Free from my carnal being, Nearer the Celestial Empire.
Seven places. One era of karma.
Seven thoughts but just one living soul?
The lethal storm is bloating my soul from within.
The Spirit of the Dead outlives Memories of the Mortal.
The final Cross I bore is nothing now but ashes.
The Spirit of the Dead outlives Memories of the Mortal