Barbarity - The Concept Of Morality

I like loneliness
I remove from the bustle
I'm running away from reality
Where we have to live
or even to survive.

I would live in oblivion
Away from everyday problems
Lies, deceit, humiliation.
Everything that
surrounds me here

Those who call
themselves-PEOPLE
In fact, they are not
A large herd of animals,
Living under the laws
of the supreme power
Stupidly trudging to the
slaughterhouse.

But my spirit's free.
The system will not break me.
I take solace
In my loneliness.

I can suffer
In my own world.
Able to tolerate
Able to love. Открыть страницу с текстом

You're stupid herd
Following your imaginary shepherd
Atoning for your low sins
Believing the Lord will forgive.

You're sunk in envy, greed, malice.
You humiliate and are being abused
You kill and are being killed.
The triumph of lust
The triumph of perversion.

Your Church is a hotbed of greed
Hypocrisy, pedophilia, homosexuality.
So, what God you worship,
Living, allegedly, in his divine commandments?

The God that created this earth,
Realizing that he had created something undivine.
Left the bloody world with shame,
To experiment with other worlds.

Now I rule chaos and destruction,
I'm longing for your miserable souls.
You worship me not suspecting a trick.
You're waiting for a better life,
Hoping for a good end in PARADISE.

Fools - you are already in HELL! Открыть страницу с текстом

You wake up every morning
And watch the same reality
Boring routine
Boring faces around.

Grey days are passing
Tormenting your tired mind
The same thoughts
The same feelings.

Your days are long
Due to their routine
The same work
The same lonely house.

Are you waiting
for the end of the day
To plunge into the night
Beautiful dreams,
Other worlds.

You don't want to wake up
Your place is here
In bliss, passion
In infinite haze.

But again, a new "old" damn day
Dead world
Chilly rain
Again - the lonely house. Открыть страницу с текстом

Native land covered with snow but I get sweat.
Sounds from the past drill my brain
Mingled with the screams of the wounded
And silence of those sent to the morgue

My soul's in darkness
And I always see a nightmare.
The killed hold out their hands to me
I'd have been with them in that war.

I killed in the war and not for my country
Killed for the sake of greedy reasons
Killed for myself, believed I'm a hero.
Raped, robbed, murdered
That war was my home and I killed.

My soul's covered with snow.
Conscience was thrown in the hell of war
Morality violated and in return -
The nightmare that now I live in...

I look into the void of my dead soul
and pain tears me.
Sounds from the abyss torment my flesh.
Mingled with the screams of the wounded
And silence of those sent to the morgue. Открыть страницу с текстом

Pray your God
Of the holy lust
They come to your church
To pay for disgust.

Perverse the herd,
Manipulate their minds.
Watch the human absurd
Of a special kind.

The church of holy lust
No You wish, only You must
Complete loss of sanity
Corrosion of individuality

The church of holy lust
Forget your sinful past
Don't go, you'd better stay
Pay for your soul and pray!

They sin and confess,
Salvation they gain.
They lie and abuse
And confess again. Открыть страницу с текстом

You think you live
in the new Millennium
In the century
on high technologies
Great digital progress
Possible?!

What about the morality
And concepts of conscience?
Everything's destroyed
and exterminated.
Your mind's not able
to evaluate what is happening.

Mass media is a lie
Government is an instrument
of deception and hypocrisy
Total urbanization,
the destruction of the planet
Religion as a tool
of enslavement soul and mind.

Reality turned you
into obedient zombie
Your brain's rotting. Открыть страницу с текстом