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Psychogrotesque X

Death to the lifeless, befall the death of their line
consumed with absurdity, it will all be taken within time
created to be desolate, a new way of life begins anew
distorted daylight, its darkness will reach the few
combined catastrophe, the mindless soul dead
born in the grave, a wretched life force-fed
ex-sanguinary empowerment, now gains the insane
usurping the chosen, destruction will now reign
We are all delusions in the eyes of God
 
[Solo Peter Michael Kolstad Vegem]
 
I am a perfect mask of pain
the violence of the poison twists my limbs
it deforms me, it knocks me over, look how the fire rises again!
They can't hear me, they're ghosts
don't come nearer, I smell like burnt
climb toward the final burst
I'm loosing hope, I wish for death
I am drowning in an amniotic liquid
a neverending whirlpool is dragging me down
my wings are melting and merging with plastic
I'm a nest in flames: I am burning
 
[Vocals by Karyn Crisis - “Human Abstract” by William Blake]
 
He sits down with holy fears and waters the ground with tears
then humility takes its root underneath his foot
Soon spreads the dismal shade of mystery over his head
and the caterpillar and the fly feed on the mystery
And it bears the fruit of deceit ruddy and sweet to eat
and the raven his nest has made in its thickest shade
The Gods of the earth and sea sought through nature to find this tree
but their search was all in vain there grows one in the human brain
 

Raped By Daddy

2481 / Garmonbozia!
2481 / Garmonbozia!
2481 / Garmonbozia!
 
The man behind the mask
is looking for the book with the pages torn out
He is going towards the hiding place
He is under the fan now
 
2481 / Garmonbozia!
2481 / Garmonbozia!
Do you know who I am?
I am the arm
Fell a victim. Electricity
2481 / Garmonbozia!
2481 / Garmonbozia!
Raped by daddy!
You were raped by daddy!
 
Laura lays back on her bed and spread her legs
2481 / Garmonbozia!
2481 / Garmonbozia!
 

Man Bites God

Strong in solitude
Will, determination
Ability to tear down
and rebuild
 
No room for doubts
Beliefs in vain
Resistance strong as
as rock solid train
 
Obsolete and forgotten
the godhead of our time
Heavily tuned down
No more visible
 
Granted with wisdom
This is me
The soul is breathing
cries to be free
 
Reflecting upon changes
Adapting to the new world
Life coiling like a snake
like a fathomless lake
 

Psychogrotesque V

If I could breathe the hate I found in humanity
I would be suffocated by its virulent fogs
If I could live in my way - no mercenaries
I would count on the pain, the only thing I own
I am a man... I am without a leg
If I look down I realize that I don't even have the other one
I am a legless man and I don't have my left arm
I don't have the right one either and I have no spinal column
I have no hands... I don't have eyes...I don't have hair
there's a lack of nose and ears in my face, I can't see anything of me: I am a black fly
I am misery: I am nothing: you made me a “non-man” dear doctor world
and if I transgress against your catechism I hope many will follow me!
If I exist I am no one else: I don't acknowledge in me this equivocal pluralism
My subjectivity and the Creator it's way too much for just a brain
this place... in where huge instinctive pulsions are lost: here there is the Final Apocalypse
 

Ruinrama Kolossal S.P.Q.R.

[Fabban Latin chorus:]
Nihil Morte Certium!
Nihil Morte Certium!
 
Defective-arid-perspective
Aphonic-apostate-anthem
Liturgical chemical Psalm
Martyr crucified Plasma
Propeller ov insects/screens
Converter ov tubular engine
Valvular mechanism: infested!
Globular filters: meshed!
Under exposed organic trasmutation
Ensnared-enslaved-enshrouded-corroded flesh
 
Stench ov God, clinical deceit ov a doctrine
Proudly falling in transmission closedown
Ecstatic diving in heretical channel
Deeply drowning in the void ov disturbance
Stifling cells stun the structure
Myriad ov foresights on cosmic cross
Brimstone-ferrous breath near putrefying sweat
 
Decrepit denied humans play ground
The magic disposal: no order above borders
Magnetic axis invokes rusted nails
 
Inhale the sulphur - declare the virus
Optical restless disgust, The onward travel - a transcendent discover
Enraptured altered state - undefined measure: defined
Infinite drifting towards no land
 
Unbearable weight ov chains to dim
Craving for acid rains in oxidized veins
 
Decrepit denied humans play ground
The magic disposal: no order above borders
Magnetic axis invokes rusted nails
 
(falling into the acid-hell, screamings and drunky vocals by CultoCulus)
 

Between The Devil And The Deep Blue Sea

The planet is imploding
Ashes and death from the bowels
Dark and hard roar from outside
Unfaithful are dreaming to see the stars again
 
Executioners are dancing
Proclaiming the cult of suffering
 
Corpses are rising
Disheartened are going mad
Corpses are rising
The human pathetic game is over
Corpses are rising
Cadavers moves in a mysterious way
Corpses are rising
Secrets are burning
 
The planet is imploding
Ashes and death from the bowels
Dark and hard roar from outside
 
Blood is condensing
Armageddon is coming
Usque ad finem
Torment runs rampant
 
Through my insides
Still, numb heart
Lost, cold soul
Simply going through
Physical motions only
Broken, untended heart
Battered, dark soul
Internally I sleep
Longing to be buried
Beaten, stopped heart
Torn, crying soul
Pains so fierce
Needing to be put to rest
No more heart
No more soul
My heart to ashes
My soul to dust
Unconsciously awake
I am already dead.
No hope of salvation
 

The Day The Sun Stop Shining

When misfortunes covered your life
when the air cuts like a knife
when it's cloudy and cold outside
When you hear all those people smile
and you only want to die
when no one is by your side
Turning pages over
run away to nowhere
and it's hard to take control
When you have no memories
When you reach the point of no return
It's the day the sun stopped shining
 

Helter Skelter Youth

Kill the light a little more
Fuck the sun. Avoid facing the wall
People wanna fight or fuck... love or kill
Everything's gonna burn
The planet's screaming for change
 
Swimming in pesticide, breathing ashes,
chemical tears and walls of flesh
fucked up generation: join us for a narrow mind!
We don't lie, we don't cry, we are not dead enough for this life
No matter if the sun doesn't shine, neon lights we can combine
 
Running on blood, swallowing poisons, biomechanical hearts
fucked up grey generation: it's a mission and a half!
 
We were programmed to believe there is not any fucking God
We are fusion of future, present and past: join us for a narrow mind!
We create, we combine, we claim our rules in life
We're running out of new ideas for the ownership of our pride
Don't be a fool. Please stop caring. Put yourself on auto-response
Realize most fears are illusory. Stop betraying yourself!
 
Debug your mind
Avoid facing the wall
 
Is everybody in?
You are alive by confronting death, by experiencing pain
 
Let's create the myths
Nailed arms that chained you, eyes that lied
To our freedom we must ride the pain inside
the time of heroes is dead... and gone
 

I Don't Know

I don't know exactly what a prayer is
inner turbulence: the only thing I feel
No birth, no death, no time nor sun, a virtual life
zombies are coming, I don't know where to hide
 
There is no more room in hell
that's why they threw me here
in the city of fear
 
masturbated by electric ghosts
with your pictures in my head
bloody skyline, first sign of an apocalyptic age to come
Please stop saying everything's ok
the radioactive fear is slowly killing me
 
I don't know what I've become
And I don't know what the hell I'm hoping for
I don't even know why it matters anymore
I don't know if to sleep or wake up
and I don't know how to clear my head
I'm getting worse, I'm buried in my bed
 
[Fabban's synth solo]
 
Thousands of blackbirds fall to their death
an epidemic, the rape of planet Earth
Even all the strongest rain can't take my pain away
I don't know anything, the sun can only decay
 
Everyone's sleeping with sorrow
don't you fight, we lost the way
still we believe there is a tomorrow
but I would climb my way...
I don't know...
I don't know...
 

The Factory Of Death

No baby! Don't touch that radioactive toy
No food and blackouts of every street light
 
Open your eyes, it's horrifying, it lays in your sleep
You eat the bullshit seven days a week
The real owners of the world
smacking god with the 8-finger devil's hand
 
And tell me who's gaining from the anguish and sorrow
Doctrines you swallow, dioxin your breath
Doctrines you swallow, dioxin your breath
 
Whatever you have done to learn
Whatever you need to expiate
Whatever you say
Doctrines you swallow, dioxins your breath
In the factory of death
 
And tell me who's gaining from this bloody business
Doctrines you swallow, dioxins your breath
Doctrines you swallow, dioxins your breath
 
No baby! Don't touch that rosary chain
It's contaminated by the aura of the living dead
By years of horrors
By millions of deceptions
By false expectations
By hundreds of unanswered prayers
 

Psychogrotesque VII

Every single thing is static
in my nightmares iron skeletons want to touch me
huddled up in a corner I hear just my mourn of a man
that step by step turns into a kid's mourn, that step by step turns into a baby's mourn
that step by step turns into a fly's buzz... What am I now?
 
[Solo Hell:IO:Kabbalus]
 
His smell gives me nausea and it's impressed in my mind
in between the dream and the refuse of what dawn will bring
wrong! and I did it again! Sacrifice! In the name of corruption
wrong! and I did it again! Psychogrotesque fairytale
wrong! and I did it again! Sacrifice! For all the puppets hanged down their lies
wrong! and I did it again! Atavistic daily disgrace
humanity - perpetual carnality / insanity - perpetual carnality
wrong! and I did it again! Sacrifice! In the name of madness and free-doom
wrong! and I did it again! Psychogrotesque fairytale
wrong! and I did it again! Sacrifice! Spiritual harlotry
wrong! and I did it again! Lobotomized neurotic youth
 

Suffer Catalyst

Betrayal - a lone soldier
Prepared for the last call
Solitude - the highest fate
Conclude everything and all
 
Death in the wastelands
Herald the last standing
Obey the first born
Our world will be torn
 
Conflict - a movement of free
Signal the coming
 
Gratification - a battered fight
I think you better sharpen the knife
 
Master and Slave
Increase, full on
 
Stupid or brave
Shrieking
 
Hardcore - for legends
Rise from ashes
Semigod - end of days
No more praise
 
Suffer no more
Catalyst for once and for all
Stop dreaming
A will to be free
 
[Fabban latin chorus:]
Omnia munda mundis
 
Death in the wastelands
Herald the last standing
Obey the first born
Our world will be torn
 
Conflict - a movement of free
Signal the coming
 

Psychogrotesque II

They said I was schizophrenic
rebellion to a steady order
the mass kills empty containers
the mass smashes heads full of air
those who try to escape from the gears of mediocrity
neurotics, they call them
those who want to be
Haldol interferes with the complex
biomechanical activity of my nerve cells
devastating effects: no joy... no joy, no colour, no feeling
my body doesn't react, my soul refuses to talk with me
trapped in a shroud, my refuses justified the diagnosis
I swallowed Luvatran and I vomited my life
my psychosis was developing, they were making me mad
I was feeling disgusting: hatred for myself
spontaneous explosions of violence - uncontrollable
regurgitation of suffering
remembrance of humiliations and blood
they sewed on me a heavy strait-jacket
attraction-repulsion - obsession
hatred for myself - self-mutilation
Me, horrible insect - brand of infamy
banned from the mankind community
Is this my punishment? For what?
 

Psychogrotesque VI

Not a sacred place! This place is cursed by God for sure!
See them try to kill the pain, blackness fills the mind, decayed
swarming stigma attaches, insane
yesterday, truth despaired, my life, stolen easily
trenched again, unfathomed thoughts, my grave deeply
stone grown, growing in squares, light shines me through
blindly finding, doubting, death's riddles, so true
 
[Saxophone by Marcello Balena]
 
Going to the asylum to learn how to die...
See them try to kill the pain, blackness fills the mind, decayed
swarming stigma attaches, insane
yesterday, truth despaired, my life, stolen easily
trenched again, unfathomed thoughts, my grave deeply
 
[Vocals by Karyn Crisis]
 
I fly towards other rooms
they all look the same
but every single one of them is different
by the imprints they project in this astral space
they have different voices and different stories
different screams, different microcosmos
they all reveal the echoes of men who've all lost their way, yet remain
their vibrations tell us: some of them went away, some of them are dead
 

Bleedthrough

I beat the fuck out your ass and bring your bitch ass home
What the fuck is going on?
Keep your eyes off my dick and get your own damn money
Sleeping with the enemy so I fuck the world
Mind over matter, money over all
 
[Fabban's synth solo]
 
Stepping on the bullshit, you can be my doormat
Would you see the fire from your sanctuary of death?
Are you so cold that there is no distress?
 
You will never come home babe
Sanity kills so I live the crazy life
 
Tweakers, lokers, slammers coming and going.
Swearing eternal allegiance and undying love
For one another only to wake up after after the binge
And realize you wouldn't cross the street to piss on them
If their head was on fire
 
Stay lady, stay with your man a while
What element of beauty attracts your cruel desire?
 
Where there's death would you give death again?
Nothing. Zero.
 

Psychogrotesque VIII

My back is up against the wall everywhere lobotomized fall
the sadistic power game they play dirty methods they will put in my way
a cultured abominable instinct of suicide
injected in my dried veins: no hope to survive
 
sick synthetic conspiracy: a state of siege
loaded as I am of the scorn for despicable hearts - I'm a nest in flames
 
My back is up against the wall everywhere lobotomized fall
the sadistic power game they play dirty methods they will put in my way
a cultured abominable instinct of suicide
injected in my dried veins: no hope to survive
 

Across The Universe

Anything and everything is meaningless
I had a dream which was not at all a dream
I was lifted up on a rarefied atmosphere
Darkness stole my certainties across the universe
 
Now I see... the pain all falls behind
Our nightmares are in our sights
Now I see... behold the disgrace of our lives
 
In space, a vengeful fleet waited
Then the furred strangers arrived with a plan to save Earth's children
But the General wasn't sure if he could trust an Alien offer
 
Millions of lights we have never seen
I approach this in a state of trance
Hyperfast unreal journey across the universe
 
Sucking hallucinatory acid in the system
 
Now I see a red light from the satellite
Little gods are trying to escape by flying away
A star is only glitters when it shatters in the night
Their capsules are burning swallowed by the dark
 

A Dog-Eat-Dog World

[Cultoculus spoken vocals:]
All the great things at the beginning
must dress monstrous and terrifying masks
to impress their mark on humanity
 
All the great things at the beginning
must dress monstrous and terrifying masks
to impress their mark on humanity
 
Listen children!
This is the sound of death!
In the long run we are all dead
Death..to stop sinning suddenly
Listen!
This is the sound of the panic!
The sound of the night?
 
Shamanic hysteria in a schizophrenic movement
Going down, down and down
in the meanders..
Have you never felt your soul?
Which is the colour of your suffering?
In the darkness we felt the final vision
..et Satan ridet..
..et Satan ridet..
..et Satan ridet..
 
This world..an energetic-creature
Without a beginning?
Without an end
..et Satan ridet..
..et Satan ridet..
..et Satan ridet..
 
This is the sound of the rebellion!
The world want to fight or to fuck
This is the sound of the rebellion!
To love or to kill
This is the sound of the rebellion!
..the ceremony has begun
This is the sound of the rebellion!
..men against men..
 
This is the sound of the rebellion!
 

Psychogrotesque III

Total isolation
rooms all the same
empty glasses, puke and stains of blood
and the marks of scratches against silent walls
and I can still hear the screams of psychos
and I can still feel the blows
and the stink of medicines
and the screams of silence of endless nights
that neverending darkness
and that blinding white of the walls
dozen and dozen of beings
drag themselves with no sense
there are no mirrors
nobody owns anything
it's like time has forgot to flow
time with no meaning
 
I heard those voices inside me: you must die... slowly, slowly... where were them?
I could feel them coming to my brain
mysterious nothing... multiproblematic reign
I couldn't contrast them
I tried to run, madly, even by night
I couldn't suffocate them
Those voices were leaking in me
until they took every single corner of my mind
until they became so deafening to feel the urge
of screaming to shut them
the descent to this hell interspersed with attempts of escape
of degradation and violence
long years of horror - the horror of solitude: abandon...
and I banged with my fists to the walls
with hundredfold strength
in here men don't praise the evil
but they buy the good that they find inside of it
in here are swallowed fluorescent poisons and asbestos pills
 

Irreversible Crisis

You know what? Fuck you! Let's play this fucking game!
Doomsday befalls. Hell rages on the face of the Earth
Will humanity correct decades of lies, hoaxes and failures
or is it the last light before darkness?
 
Things are getting out of control
Lost cause situations
propaganda controls
Global crisis, knocking at your door
 
Scream if you want to
the sky is going to crush you
Rights stripped into nonexistence
politicians don't care
 
Ultraviolet radiations
collapsing banks
They want you to swim in their toxic waste
 
A black mist and sickening fog of lies
(this world want to fuck you!)
Disasters ruled by bloodshed
irreversible crisis
 
This world want to fuck you!
to disrupt the fucking empire
This world want to fuck you!
to forge an underground
This world want to fuck you!
to engage the fucking enemy
This world want to fuck you!
We create two, three, many Vietnams
 
This world want to fuck you!
Desanctification of the empire
This world want to fuck you!
Look down at me and you see a fool
This world want to fuck you!
Look up at me and you see a God
This world want to fuck you!
Look straight at me and you see yourself
 
Too much pain to keep up the fight
No faith to believe there's time
irreversible crisis
Everything is built on slavery, domination and death
Irreversible crisis
A joyride to the gates of hell
 
This world want to fuck you!
This world want to fuck you!
 
[Paolo Pieri's guitar solo]
 
This world want to fuck you!
Turning weakness into strength
This world want to fuck you!
The war to explain the war
This world want to fuck you!
 

Face The Reptile

The fatal sounds of broken dreams
It's a crushed panic
I sense our mission is coming demolition
What the fuck is going on?
 
Life, memories, gone!
 
All rise watching the light that burns your eyes
All these terrified battered voices up in the sky
you pray, you are surrounded by fear
Lay down, think about what you have done, wait for the end to come
 
Face to face, the sacred why, feel the chill, face the light
 
Where are we now? Non-ionizing radiations
deafening hush in a white desert
Between the shades, the face's standing still
Face the reptile, all our dreams were doomed to fail
I feel so unpure
 
Life, memories, gone!
I know I'm going under
Like in a hypnotic journey
I am mesmerized
 
We struggled for power to control the world
We are energy for lizards now
We have studied something that were studying us
The soul of man was made to walk the skies
We failed. I can't go back and I won't go back to you
 
[Fabban synth solo / Paolo Pieri's guitar solo]
 
All rise watching the light that burns your eyes
All these terrified battered voices up in the sky
you pray, you are surrounded by fear
Lay down, maybe that's not the end but a new life to come
 

Generator

Spirit's molecules floats in the cosmos
(while) the dead white man stand upon his burning bed
Death used its dices one time more and he fucked us all!
and the gates are open
 
Spirit's molecules floats in the cosmos
(while) the dead white man stand upon his burning bed
death used its dices one time more and he fucked us all!
and the gates are open
 
[Cultoculus & M. Fabban chorus:]
Bellum omnium contra omnes
Bis vincit qui se vincit in victoria
 
the Container is empty
the spirit start to explore the never ending valley
where the dead-man walking touch the sun
 
Strong is the Karnix cry coming from the Vril
Refugium Peccatorum
peccatorum!
 
Air is dirty.. radioactive and cold
Millions and millions of candles
Millions and millions of dead
 
echoes from the terrestrial surface
digital vibes, electric impulses and grey lights
 
generated from the earth's vomit
and the dead white man is walking
immortal? down?
...when illusions lives through its vis logica
giving back to earth a useless projection
 
While the dead white man stand upon his burning bed
everything is moving down
in the meanders of the Planet Satan!!
Good and Evil's assemblage
velocity and chaos
they can combine!!!
 
The world is his representation
the dead white man is not in the world
the world is inside him.
 

I Reject!

I reject God
I deny god
I reject your world
I reject your false laws
I reject your son
I reject its pathetic life
I reject your stupid humanity
I travel over again by now, alone
the covered roads
with my brothers
in the eternal battle
the eternal struggle against christianity
in the eternal strife against christianity
care behind
tried to the yield
the resistance aint futile
meaningless
aint worthless
 

Dirty

You are dirty. Scared. Terrified
You lick your wounds on the edge of chasm
Lacerated microcephalic blind morons
sociopathics phenomenal psychotics praying at your doorstep
 
Your friends, your co-workers, newspapers, the TV
Everybody's happy to talk, full of misinformation
Morality, science, religion, politics, Christ, It's overwhelming!
 
You are dirty. Empty. Shivery.
Virtue is dead. And God is blind when you're terrified.
Therapeutic treatments don't work at all
They've given birth to weird things, Watch'em unveil
 
People can flaunt their money and be at the top 1%
of this shameful, violent, prejudiced, illiterate
sexually repressed, ineffectual, bad-smelling, self-righteous
dirty brothel we call home
 
You are dirty. Scared
Listen to your torment while sleeping with the guns
It means nothing much this life
Era vulgaris of chrism decline
 
[Paolo Pieri's guitar solo]
 
You are dirty. Dying. Torn between lies.
The sedation of piety. The seclusion of light.
Soon we'll turn to dark
And where have all the angels gone?
We are a unforeseen called human beings