Doomed Wrath Monolith 1. Paradoxon How bovine is all the mud I have to choke down The wounds of these parasites The mankind is no longer destiny's child Pathetic orgasms of your views devour your own soul As manic and possessed by fraud The grotesque of paradox thinking You feed the wold with earthlings as you are I mourning and can barely feel me You eat souls which also can feel So your own The false belief that individuality is a sign of belonging From where my hate comes — you asking It's because I love so many things But they are trambled by the presence of the death Who — when they look into my eyes Then they know they are there If this is our truth — then I want to be a liar The harvest of our seed — so let me be the fire On head you're wearing the roots And wonder why you can't stand in your mire Time for new mercenaries — I need your hand to hire you The bull by the horns brings you always back to the end The longer you're on crusade the smaller will be your land Oh — what a wonderful meal I smell I want to touch it Is it what it seems to be Oh — how I have longed for it I have to taste it Crawl deep into my throat The force of the invincible was dried up As we begun to made our clothes From the skin of our children We love them — abhor them — we love 2. Our Ruin Silhouettes Our greatness shadows have all marked lines They are diverse Unmistakable signs Ideas of victory All golden shots A stone hierarchy which is drenched in blood The flesh becomes machine Life is resource Our ruin silhouettes The truncated mass gets scum as food The sunset promises the slaves no good The deeds leave traces and stinking wounds Seed thrives above the head Not on the ground The fat cats masturbate their spitting dicks And in the midst of their greed they just stay slick Life became a machine A self-killing force Our ruin silhouettes 3. Euphoria's End [additional vocals by Stanislav Govorukha of Suffer Yourself]"Bound hands proclaim the laws of arrogance Total war is already available As a vaccination But the poetry of suggestion Has its beginning by far not only On the right edge of the sheet How many paradise are still promised you The lowest instinct burns confidence He leveled it Since the beginning of time" Impotence will entice the brainless To recurrent missteps As long as the leader shows the way The harvest will be a crop failure "The temples do not serve the people They are monuments of coordination Individualism is a cancer in the head of the ruling But with the help of the word it heals itself The clocks run backwards To stop this world mean to do the same The sacrifice of life as defense of honor Just soulless tools they are" It seems as if a nation can not exist in free thoughts The lynch mob grows faster than a dragon's heads grows back Since eons this scourge grows A constantly recurring phenomenon - like a cycle Is that what you call normal I refused this idea All in me upends Sometimes somehow helpless But I will not loose my focus - never give up Mother of our earth - where are you Let knowledge shine in these eyes I can't accept that this should be the truth It tears me into thousands of pieces We stand alone - euphoria's end next to us Is all hope gone - the signs are not the hoped Not a step we draw back "This will not be our fight's end" You will end here - your own beast "You can't withstand" "Nothing but ash should cover" The path of this boil "Freedom - arise and turn the blind to dust" Grow up in new hope and stand here "Your euphoria should end in doubt" 4. The Triumph - Spit [additional vocals by Andreas Kaufmann of Hatespawn/Charon]The voices of the opportunists will be silenced It's a matter of the approach But pestilence tentacles are long It will be a tough fight The ravens will be the first of our vanguard Eyes of the wisdom If the croaking sounds we are already done This triumph will be ours Your dream of the lost paradise Will end if you asleep The farewell reveals all your secrecies You're damned to a silent demise The seemingly secure upper hand Will be cut off to you The rest of you can not touch her again Indifference will be your final destiny The end is already been sealed The ravens will be the first of our vanguard Eyes of the wisdom If the croaking sounds we are already done This triumph will be ours I spit my hatred "On your feet and you conscience" Over-eaten - "I am sick off" Always docile - conformist clones Tripper of suggestive words Reviewers of the gluttony Appraiser of banalities Beneficiaries and sycophants All you silent "smug greedy hypocrites" Unresisting "slick obscuring of the truth" You betrayers "You feast upon the misery of" innocence Such a wretched lying "The perversion purest form" Overcrowded throats - "bloated trivialities" Stupidity "is chosen as the glorious" Your whining "should never happen to a grace" I speak you from the right to act without penalty Only a matter of time and you will be accused to be devoured 5. Looking Back [additional vocals by Johan Ericson of Doom:VS/Draconian and Ed Warby of Hail Of Bullets/The 11th Hour]"Behind closed doors a closed mind Colored our thoughts in blood red With bleary but burning eyes" The blast of a repressed ego becomes a curse The guard is now a threat In our children's world A completely torn and drowned heart of a broken Made of a stone Uncontrolled and like a rabid dog A veil of contempt covered his own stop "Calm and cold - without sun The kindness is gone We fell down - still do it Blank and out of you hands The belief in your strength - we lose him Still do it" The cradle helpless but longing peek There was surrender but no escape All hope disordered The love was slaughtered Emotions murdered And it does still hurt "The shadows of our lives banalities Does not erase the thoughts of these old days" it chases us “Old - a fragile despot His own world god We felt abandoned - still do it Blank and out of his hands The belief in his strength remains Closed to us forever" 6. I'm Climbing [additional vocals by Anny Bauermeister]I'm "climbing" up "the monument" "Everlasting - disgusting - frustrating All hating Disturbing - reflecting and damning Monument I'm passing our success - so glorious The haughtiness Grimaces of races - creations of nations The stations of insane" The summit - I can't reach him He's growing They "cheat" - they "bleed" - they "puke" And they "spit" "Too bold - too hard to understand" I give a fuck Their presumption over the others "I'm tired of" CD side notes: "My protest against warmongers, against all despisers of life in any form, against speciecism, racism and the suppression of defenseless, against all religious and political fanatics no matter what orientation, against decadence and reckless self-enrichment, against the arrogance and the subjugation of free thought, my protest against the superficiality of hordes of writers and non-tellers ...so much more... knowingly that the fat cats, leaders and beneficiaries will never hear this... but one day they will hear the voice of those who receive these words and spit them on their feet. There is no amen."