Black-Ash Inheritance
EP - 28 ottobre 1997 - Debaser id 70894

Bible Arm on social hell spins its downward spiral
with each year of unprogression a fine of failure is added
closer than ever to the edge, a faith in resident martyrs
strong object track my body, my body down.
eyes, disappearing rebirth of light
between a labyrinth of errors and the key to the suicide era
digging through the graves of giants, words fly to me
a lonely load, like a promise failing miserably
running through like an alphabet of hate
to shake the entire organism, closer than ever, ever to the edge

eyes, disappearing rebirth of light
between a labyrinth of errors and the key to the suicide era

i kill for the code, to disarm this mess
of psychotic chaos that once i mixed up myself
disarm

Geology is digging through my brain
A manta engulfing the world
To throw it up once again
To a guild of lifted daggers

Neo-wolf, but older again
Than the Lupus itself
Linked its fur to the Gyroscope of time
A collection of failures

A diabolical sequence of stabs
Written in cutting stone
From the fossilized den of thieves
Our lives die

Neo-wolf, but older again
Than the Lupus itself
Linked its fur to the Gyroscope of time
A collection of failures

I see the nursing all mother
Spitting out a trail of termites
In the mouth of her first born hope
With smog-filled rebellion

Apathy dressed in violence
White, insectoid legs
Curse her lips and her mouth receptive
Only to pain

Neo-wolf, but older again
Than the Lupus itself
Linked its fur to the Gyroscope of time
A collection of failures

[Instrumental]