THE ART OF GROOMING

1. Between Day and Night (Intro)

[Instrumental]

2. ShadowFear

[Lyrics: Harry Maat; Music: Piotr Wiwczarek]

Walking the paths of everdark,

Searching all of what lies within,

Betrayal by those so blind

Living lives in the grey flock, truth they will never find.

[Lead: Peter / Mauser]

Spit out as they fallow so much selfish ways,

Full of hate and in the end...yeah!

As a Victor watch' them all,

Fakes are elimintated,

What I deserve will they deserve

Untill the end is coming near

[Lead: Mauser / Peter]

Walking the paths of ever dark,

Searching all of what lies within

(Is all life of this suffering?)

Betrayal by those so blind

Living lives in the grey flock... truth they will never find.

Arise! my soul from mortal flesh, into the spirit realms,

All pain a source of Power,

Still alone when blood is drained..

[Lead: Mauser / Peter]

When time has ended, replaced by afterlife...

Who have I become ?

I still walk the Realms, as a master of the ShadowFear,

Into all infinity!

3. As Heavens Collide...

[Lyrics: Harry Maat; Music: Maurycy Stefanowicz]

Damnation marches in,

Apocalypse fortold by myths,

Earth's realm ends in pain,

As the rivers run red,

With the blood of the suffering,

Humanity punished for all its sins.

Bow Down...As the heavens collide

Bow Down...For the sins of the flesh

[Lead: Mauser]

Religion, as opium to mankind,

Oppressed by myths and lies,

All bibles, written by the human race

Institutions for the sheeps.

For the spirit outlives the flesh,

No God will keep us crawling,

See through the book of lies,

Mankind, the seed of the World

[Lead: Peter]

Bow Down to none...As the skies stay clear

Bow Down to none...For no God is greater then YOU!!!

4. Helleluyah!!! (God is Dead)

[Lyrics: Piotr Wiwczarek; Music: Piotr Wiwczarek]

Passing the empty house

I see the thing upon the Wall

Wooden sticks crossed together

And kneeling man talking to the effigy of steel...

God is Dead!!! Dead!!! Helleluyah!!!

Smell of burnt bodies

Slaughtered virgin lies dead without the face

Men staring at the skies

Singing lines and eating sand of waste...

God is Dead!!! Dead!!! Helleluyah!!!

Wandering the globe around

I saw no miracles nor wonders

Humanity so poisoned by their myths

Why none can see my wings?!

God is Dead!!! Dead!!! Helleluyah!!!

5. Field of Heads

[Lyrics: Harry Maat; Music: Piotr Wiwczarek]

Vast sights, stakes piercing Mother Earth,

In the kingdom of "Sin" they lived,

Now shunned away, staked...and left,

As they fought the battles of the psyche,

Like so many years ago,

They now feed lions to the Christians,

For what purpose? One might ask...

The Purification of the soul?

And everlasting life, so Heavenly?

They cannot see, what lies beneath,

Right or left, eyes shut...open wide,

As they walk the path they most despise,

Killing, rejecting,

They now feed lions to the Christians

For what purpose? One might ask...

In a crusade against individuality,

Who can decide, what is right?

Weather to despise the sun or moon... or neither,

As both have massive powers, untamed,

But still I walk the vast planes,

And all my eyes see...

And all my eyes see...

Are the fields of the Heads, Staked...

They now feed lions to the Christians,

For what purpose? One might ask...

6. Predator

[Lyrics: Pawel Frelik; Music: Piotr Wiwczarek]

My father is not some fiery prince

I wear no fangs or red eyes

Mirrors and daylight are silly lies

In all those stories you spread about me

No magic, no covens and terror

I walk among you as one of you

Never kill your food

Violence is a mark of the Dump

I live for the sting and the cascades

That wash the back of my throat

I live for the flood of the red

Flowing down and quenching the thirst

To pass the aeons of solitary fate

I sometimes write the stories

That tell more about your lazy minds

Than about the predator like me.

[Lead: Peter]

I live for the sting and the cascades

That wash the back of my throat

I live for the flood of the red

Flowing down and quenching the thirst

7. Warlords

[Lyrics: Harry Maat; Music: Maurycy Stefanowicz]

I stand strong and fierce

I am so mighty... I am so dark

Overlooking the battlefields below

I see my Brothers, their courage and strenght

Looking in the eyes of the Enemy Leader

The one who Lead the light

As legions march, across the withered earth

Trembling on broken human bones

All weapons drawn and sharp

My warriors, my proud of the dungeons black

Onwards to engage the Light!!! The Enemy!!!

Onwards to engage the light!!!

[Lead: Mauser / Peter]

See their skins glow, disgusting aura's

The white winged soldiers, - ooh how I hate them !!!

First blood is shed, immortal turn to mortal

My Warriors in flames

Feeding on the suffer

Onwards to engage the light!!! The Enemy!!!

Onwards to engage the light!!!

Spreadin' my draconian wings, I provoke...

I know, that victory is close

Shattered bodies lie on the ground, the smell of death is all around...

8. Red Code

[Lyrics: Pawel Frelik; Music: Piotr Wiwczarek]

Zeroes and ones are like cells

Slowly accreting in the veins

Of the great system of the world

The globe, the matrix and the brain

Red is the code

The code is red

Vitruvian cyborg with bloodshot eyes

Arterial download of the soul

The new Creature is pumped with life

Of Xaos knowledge from all of us

Messages pulsing in the temples

I smell the color in the air

And raise my eyes to swallow at least some red data

Raining from the sky

[Lead: Mauser]

Digital prophets slash their wrists

To show their converts who believe

In gushes of the waves to surf

The gospel of the red kingdom come

Red is the code

The code is red

RED

9. Amongst the Ruins

[Lyrics: Harry Maat; Music: Maurycy Stefanowicz]

Can you see me... at the horizon

Amongst the Ruins I kneel

See the gap in my chest, coloured deep red

My bleeding heart in front of me

Aching cries that ever last

Amongst the Ruins I kneel

A shattered soul with endless why's

Forced to shed skin yet another time

I see my silhouette... at the wall

Watching me... whispering pain

He sees my inner depts and moans softly

As He is I...

The end will come... there is nothing I can do

Dwelling through the ashes

Where life and emotions seem to distant

This source of life slipped through my fingers

See me kneel Amongst the Ruins

Of what once was my Angel City

I shamefully kneel and weep

With my head bowed down...

[Lead: Mauser]

Where echos'of past, present and future

Dwell through these ancient and savage walls

Of joy, grief... the suffer

...and the soul search

Can you see me... at the horizon

Amongst the Ruins I kneel

See the gap in my chest, coloured deep red

My bleeding heart in front of me

Aching cries that ever last

Amongst the Ruins I kneel

I shamefully kneel and weep

With my head bowed down...

10. They Live!!!

[Lyrics: Pawel Frelik; Music: Piotr Wiwczarek]

We stand not solitary on this world

Old songs drum in our veins

Generations of Man before me

Nod and speak somewhere inside my words

Here they live

...In my blood

[Lead: Peter]

I hear voices in the rich streams of my life

Cries and sobs, warnings and shouts

Whispers that know not of their life

That continues in the corridors of my flesh...

Here they live

...In my blood

The flash of memory that never happened

Precognition of the pattern yet to come

I see the green breast of new world

The touch of hot sand under my feet

[Lead: Mauser]

I was not there at the fall of Rome

Yet I taste the sound of the fire

And detect the sadness of the heart

That wept when their life fell apart

Here they live

...In my blood

11. The Book

[Lyrics: Pawel Frelik; Music: Maurycy Stefanowicz]

Liquid, sticky messages

Stories that meander and trickle

Communiqués that cruise with no end

Whispers of slow ooze and drain

Reading takes you inside

Slow observant attention

Tracing plots uncovers

Layers of inner self

[Lead: Peter]

A gush is an explosion

Slow trickle a description

Pulsing rhythm a sonnet

Steady rush like a novel

Veins are like lines

White parchment of the bones

Vessels of pages that collect

Meaning and truth and sense

[Lead: Mauser]

It takes years to perfect

Comprehension and skill

Tender touch of the red

So elusive to capture

Ripped pages, lost meaning

Words trailing off into void

Cooling plot with no climax

No text is forever

[Lead: Peter]