[Gionata, August 2002]
Run, escape from your world
Made of realitys scars
Proud to be still alive
Traces of
blood are falling
Hear! The abyss is calling
Hear it well! Its your name.
Its time to pay your ticket
Its time to leave
your life
They are coming
Wolves are still hungry
Corpses are still bleeding...
Ripped and eaten by
...the ravens of
death and pain.
When rain falls, wolves gather
They find the light of day
They find the path to oblivion
Turning you from
beast to prey
The voice is calling....
The voice is howling....
Hear it well, its your name
Death is
coming...
Death is coming...
Death is coming...
Death is coming...
Wolves are hungry.
When rain falls, wolves
gather
They find the light of day
They find the path to oblivion
Turning you from beast to prey
Eating the flesh
And
grinding it to the bone
Ripping out of the body... the soul
The rage is coming forth
Wolves are still hungry
And corpses
are bleeding too...
No one is laughing out loud...
...But the smiling death....