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BURNING THE FLAGS

Valid generations were self-programmed to create and then destroy
Create and destroy
But we are an error, we are exclusive
We find no sense in building new ashes and ruins

We are superior nation
We are the latest one
Our anthem is demolition
Our symbol is a gun
We are superior nation
We are the damned one
Kneel them all to the wall
Force them to die

Take your guns and put on armour
Today we execute mankind

We are kings of the parasites
Watch us having fun
Burning flags of all the nations
They are now one
Our children are already dead
Killed by our fights
Soon we’ll bury all this shit
This fucking life

MY LAST SHOT

Narcotic effect of stolen pleasure
Gives me some patience, bewares my fall
In dirty silence of psychotic wreck
Of my creation - emotional wall

This last shot is for me
To achieve my liberty

Too much I thought and so little slept
My misanthropic pulse is too loud
Instead of coffee – cocaine
It helps avoiding damned men

SPIDER-NET

Ten thousand moons above the asphalt and toxic fog
Organic mass split walls of concrete and iron blocks
Extinction of species is caused by insanity
Of geniuses of past… I hate our home

Wherever I live – I am dead
The city wants me to become
An armless fly in spider-net
Just one of billions of this kind

Whatever I do – I feel bad
This system wants me to become
An armless fly in spider-net
I want to creep, to go, to run away

I am strong, I am man
But I still can’t find the exit
My dispair, lack of air
Makes me quintessence of hatred

The nature is enemy, it’s extra in concrete chain
Green colour does not fit official suits

We have come to this world
To rule over biosphere
But with sardonic smiles of Lords
Merely rot in concrete prison

We are proud of what we do, we’re sure it’s progress
Computers and machines… I hate them all

MISANTHROPY

Darkness hides the ruins
Rain washes blood away

Seems to me, I’ve come too late
Foolish to believe something will avoid the chaos
Brought by misanthropy

Mankind tears itself
Virus of Hate
Mothers burn their children
In paroxysms laugh to flame

I seek for the ones
Who remained the men
I hate you, God, for leaving us insane

Noone left to kill
May be, I am ill too…

PURE CHAOTIC

Dead gods need no prayers
Though men still obey them
You, Me – conspirators
We hear call of Chaos

Heart, brain feel verity
I want to kill the weakness
In me, without pity
To seed my soul with Chaos

We are black stains in system
Of your poor existence
Soon we’ll turn to ashes
All you think is precious

I can feel force incoming
I hear ancient call
My eyes burn with Chaos
My skin is now stone

Soon will be the war-time
We will face the Order
I swear you, great Chaos
My mind is on your side

Skies turn to blood-red colour
This place will be desert
Hope is dead for invertebrates
Time for pure chaotic…

OUTCAST

Your bleeding mind is now controlled
Your panic is now free
You have to know – you are sold
To Outcast, to Me

You’ve got your life fulfilled with pain
With fear and disgust
And you’ve tried hard to run insane
To just forget your past

We’ll build empires, destroy the threat
Set the world on fire and then defeat

We’ll play with Time and talk to Space
And dance on glass of Trust
We’ll rape the Beauty, murder Grace
And make the Flame kiss Frost…

All human desires are funny tricks
Chaos is absolute… Let’s swim in Styx

The hurricane of raging Force,
If needed, will be Love
When people die that corridors
Which they see are world of mine

You want to exit, like all the rest
They won’t be friendly to Outcast

MILITARY AGE

Don’t wait a second – shoot those fuckers
Reinforcement on its way
Their bodies will fertilize the ground

Friends are now corpses torn by lead
They won’t shoot
Bullets grind their khaki bodies
Kill that brood!
Vandals, marauders – it’s your time
Worship War
Wistful Reaper walks along bodies
Set in raws…

Honour and pride are now rotting
Thay cry, die
Kill to survive, become cruel
Mean, grim
Fuck the romance, here is havoc
Devastation
We are true sons of the Military Age

Weapons are screaming in orgasm
Wealthy death
Victims are laying, waiting for
Neophrons
Soldiers are standing, fighting for
Reign of Gold
Unknown heroes, children of battlefield

MAN vs MAN

Daybreak has come – attack
Silent shades with guns crawl to kill
Every smile is fake
Behind it is cold murder’s skill
Corpses form barricades
Powder smoke rises above hundred of them
All I feel is hate to this world
Where war is just game
Fucking game

We are race of children
Evil, greedy children
The only game we play
Is a war…

Man versus Man
It is wrong, but it has always been
Man versus Man
It is law – someone has to win

Minute has gone – one death
Noone knows his name and his home
He was just a man
In the hands of War – a pawn
Fucking pawn

Man versus Man
Feel the rage, run ahead with war-cry
Man versus Man
Charge your gun, soon you’ll be immortal
Man versus Man…

Blood, dead flesh and lead…
Shouts of pain…

Destiny’s sardonic filthy smiles promise hate
To this world where war is just game
Fucking game

AGAINST

Exacerbation of relations between mind and heart
Leads to new assasination, pulse is beating hard
Your idea, my division – new religion is done
Your fanatics, my aggression – sterilize the scum

Poignant taste of your politics motivates our steps
We want you to die for throne as those nameless ones
I am sick of allegations, I hear nothing new
We are fucking suicide nation if we follow you

I want to confess before the gas will fill my lungs
I want you to wait until the end of my last song