Riotous deadly strife Orphans escaping from inevitable pain. Young stray souls Forced to roam in a blackened world. Greed for power was sown Growing malice by time. Hatred shall be freed Only carnage to reap. Fleeing from the strafe With fear my life I grasp Forced to survive A pact with the spirits I have done. Ritual on the mountain crest I can hear the shaman’s chant With time I fell into trance From the dead I shall rise. Blessed and cleansed you are In the smoke your revenge you will find Do not vex the spirits Or vengeance they will seek. Now that you’ve all reborned Invincible to the enemy you will be The young the powerful you are Only the dead can talk about peace. War has brought us together Imminence the shaman has foreseen Our people blood has flown for years Downtrodden they will be. Chorus: It’s yours, Seize it The awakening of a sleeping beast We will spare nobody It’s time for them to bleed. Sullen vessel of death Wanders in a river of blood Wittingly slithers in pain As it delivers a belligerent revere. Fleeing from the strafe With fear my life I grasp Forced to survive A pact with the spirits I have done. Chorus: Overwhelmed by fear The lamb became a beast No nation, no life, keeping the pace of war Hated by God. Doomed to kill.

You are the dead Said an iron voice behind them. They sprang apart Entrails Seemed to have turned into ice. Remain where you are They stood gazing into one another’s eyes. To run for life before it was too late No such thought occurred to them. There was a snap And a crash of breaking glass. The picture had fallen to the floor Uncovering a telescreen on the wall. Now they can see us We may as well say good-bye. Here comes a candle to light you to bed Here comes a chopper to chop off your head. By acts of rebellion they had been captured Separated from one another, now he is stranded. Isolated, starved and tortured Stranded in the place where is no darkness. Craving for food, their orders he heeds Lost is the notion of time, mercy he pleads. Totalitarian aspects of a dystopic future life Authoritarian ways to kill the speech. Constant warfare, human equality won’t be done Seizure of power, oppression they wield. To control every aspect of life Total power over people’s minds. Bare to the eyes of INGSOC Big Brother is watching you. Blinded by shadows Chained to the allegory of the cave. Freedom they won’t follow Frightened to escape. Other perspective they won’t believe Far beyond the shadows they can’t see. Down with Big Brother! In front a wall of blackness He is scared to see the other side. Something too dreadful to be faced It is held, hidden from light. When the slanting rays of the sun gilded the ground He could feel the sunshine on his face In the ragged hedge of the field the elm trees were swaying in the breeze A landscape he recurred often in his dreams. Suddenly with a shock of horror he woke up He was breaking the agreement he had made with them He had heard himself cry aloud Thoughts of deceiving he had confessed. Do you remember the panic in your dreams? The wall of blackness and the roaring sound in your ears. You knew what it was There were rats on the other side of the wall. Outbursts of squeals coming from a wire cage Strapped to a chair, rats will eat your face He was falling backwards Into enormous depths Away from rats Away from pain. Heresy erased Devotion for a perfect brain Empty and hollow inside The realm of no form, no fact. Tears were falling down The struggle had finished Tears of joy The victory over himself He had finally won. He loved Big Brother.

Hard cold wind blows with the falling of dusk Rotting death stench shrouds the way. Wide green field a community prays for dawn Fear grows with nightfall glare as they behold the advent. Dark it is but the owl won’t fly tonight Weeping and gnashing of teeth Black glowing sun the prophecy is fulfilled. Now I cry to the moon I will miss your light Eyes glaring at the sky. Is there something we haven’t seen? Haven’t we paid enough? What legacy do we leave? Weeping and gnashing of teeth. Captive wretches stilled by the raging will of the tempest As terror thrives eerie sullen creatures mercilessly hunt What God has joined together asunder it will be for ever The remnants freeborn of wild mourn for freedom as they ward off the light. Through their souls, I can feel Aimless void, hatred within. Through our eyes, they have seen Septic minds, they’ll fulfill. Chorus: Survivors of wrecks, scathed by time Longing for death, wounded inside. Dark fallen angels, evil pervades Intelligence of ages, summoners of pain. The darkest times, We transit In cages, We will live. Cramped inside, We can’t breathe Inner strife, broaden rift. Out of frame, out of light Lost in time, We start to fade. Master minds, experiments With suffer, they create. Boiled alive, flayed with pain And suffocated we will die. Cursed for life, overwhelmed Blinded eyes, deep domain. Images that disturb Boiling Images that disrupt Skinning. Images that disturb Boiling Images that disrupt Skinning. From the ancient times Flickering memories in my head The Gods in my mind And the word freedom I ought to forget. My lungs now feel the ache From the infected leaks in the air Breathing putrid darkness of decay. No life left in my soul No soul left in my body Only empty holes that it tried to fill long ago. My eyes were gouged out And my flayed body is still alive My tong was ripped off And my ears heard me cry. Images that disturb Boiling Images that disrupt Skinning.