In a certain life before you

there was a quest

a primitive art solution

into your death

this is the split of soul

you can't protect it

forgotten kind of art is now selected



Is this the answer to a glory life that you've chosen

what is the point to await a world deep frozen

now come to see the world in black is this unreal?



Burn down you can't imagine

a lost part into the engine



Body count

Body count



Cursed in your frustration

forgotten destination

a liquid mind is lost

swallowed to rot



Body count

Body count



Hate is running through the brain

simply possessed

eternal life erosion

that you compress

animated life-control

deformed impulse

provocated genocide

incubated skulls



Is this the answer to a glory life that you've chosen

what is the point to await a world deep frozen

now come to see the world in black is this unreal?



Burn down you can't imagine

a lost part into the engine



Body count

Body count