Behold and see as a dream goes by
Through the lunatic's third eye
Within his mind where visions fly
There's an answer to every why

Why? - why do the victims cry
Why? - why have the innocents to die
Why? - who and why the fuck am I
Why? - why the fuck's there always any why

Let me show you way you could fly
Take a dose, oh, you can fly so high
My only wish is to make you cry
Hey fool it's your time to die ... so die!

Why did you listen to me?
What at all you wanted to be?
Don't you have the eyes to see
To discern dream from true reality?

Remember ... there's no time to say good-bye
And all you have done ... you can't deny
Behold ... lunatic's third eye
Now ... time has come to die ... so die!

Why? - why do the victims cry
Why? - why have the innocents to die
Why? - who and why the fuck am I
Why? - why the fuck's there always any why

Behold and see as a dream goes by
Through the lunatic's third eye
Within his mind where visions fly
There's an answer to every why

In silent centuries they march the levels of oceans
Overflowing the emptiness of our souls
Transparent waves are the natural veil of their everlasting grief
Onto foot of heavens the dark pilgrimage takes palce

Day by day - year by year

Shining half-moon embraces its darkside
Duality of endless tranquillity
Time is but a fragment of misty eternity
Behold descendants of the lunar tide
And see them dance in an astral trance

Day by day - year by year
Day by day ... the odyssey ... year by year

Puzzling smile of the setting sun
Reflection beyond the stars when all gates fall down
In timeless odyssey of speechless companions
Myriads of stars - they are the sparks
That inflame the fires of funeral sorrows
Beyond all horrors - beyond all horrors

Day by day - year by year

Companions without name in the forest of yesterday
Dreaming the dreams of mournful dawn of passage to the cosmos community
The experience never experienced before
Pilgrims of odyssey alone - they are never to depart
From one sphere into another by the shore of the soul
They are just transcending - in odyssey alone

Day by day - year by year

The man divine, two-faced pharisee
He's not just shadow in your fantasy
In every second man his eyes can be seen
Alas, his truth is not a cure for hypocrisy

Day as anyone else:
Quarrels, insults - who cares?
How far will you dare?
Slaughter, murders and rapes

As a piggy in a muck
Living beyond your needs
In the world where the truth
Is awful nightmare for your deeds

Perverse love to God
Perverse love to the dead God

Blood on the hands ... dark stains in the mind
The morning after ... with cross around your neck
Crawling to confess ... from perverse love to God

Who's gonna be sacrificed
When in the name of God you terrify
Whose blood makes you satisfied
When perverse love is sanctified

Perverse love to God!

Absorb yourself into me
Feel the scars burning deep
Deeper and deeper than ever before
I saw myself in your dream
You let me in, with my belief

Too far to touch the spirit
Too weak to move
That stillness in your aura
I cannot reach and I cannot feel
Oh I cannot feel

Your eyes: close to me
Whose heart: shall now bleed
My pain through your smile
And ever-bleeding mind

Read out in my eyes the weird secret fear
Thou who walk to eternity
Within the stream of bloodred tears
Thou who walk eternity

Your eyes: close to me
Whose heart: shall now bleed
My pain through your smile
And ever-bleeding mind

From your embrace into the coldest night
To seal my doom and meet my destiny
Within the walls of darkest
The walls that held my screams from dreams

Deliver myself to the hands of fate
Now I am free from my misery
You're fading away ... it had to come
And I cannot believe that it's so real, oh so real

Your eyes: close to me
Whose heart: shall now bleed
My pain through your smile
And ever-bleeding mind

Each time when I walk alone
Each time when I wander along
Along the valley of the forest deep
I can feel presence of the sleeping ones, not dead yet
Dreaming their ancient dreams
As they lay hidden in solitude

In honour and pride, at the midnight ride
Every day and night, with every minute spent
Multifaced deities reveal from beyond the mist
The mist I have pictured within my mind
As the memories of Slavs awake....
Gathered under Carpathians
We are the rocks of pagan age

Hearken and remember:
SWARASIZ - Elder and the Highest of Lutic tribe
Remember SVENTEVITH, and hearken to his horn
Remember RUGIEVITH, creature of seven faces
Remember TRIGLAV, the Omnipotent three-headed one
Hearken to PERUN's voice of power
Remember TURUPIT, remember PIZAMAR
Hearken to the Omniscient ones
Remember STRIBOG, who rides the mighty winds
Hearken to TJARNAGLOFI, the elements of darker side
Remember SIMARGL, forever veiled in mystery
Remember RADEGAST, remember GEROVITH
Hearken to the Ones whose eyes are ominious

Remember all those names
Covered by the dust of centuries
Hearken to inner voice of universal memory
And remember: the heathen age belongs to us!

My life, the pyramid of sorrow
Cascade of tears, nightmares
Fears of what's to come
Could it be called life at all?
I long for what you call death
But should it be my redemption?

Sorrow's spreading through my head
Empty screams are only heard
My soul is torn apart
As my grief drives me mad
And when will all this end?

Cruel words are now so bright
Unable to resist I fall
World's fading before my eyes
No will to live anymore

The pyramid of sorrow

I can't find the reason why
Why emotion's left to die
Can the heart be even so cold
That neither fire nor sun
Can make it burn at all?

Freezing eyes, hearts of stone
Emotions so far, so cold
Days of youth, days of joy
All that is past forever gone

Cruel words are now so bright
Unable to resist I fall
World's fading before my eyes
No will to live anymore

Freezing eyes, hearts of stone
Emotions so far, so cold
Days of youth, days of joy
All that is past forever gone

When all is dust and all is black
My world is lost, emotions dead
All tears are wept but pain remains
How could I've forgotten this all?
So how could I have forgotten?

Welcome ... to the land of shallow sleep
Where statues are screaming
And hollow trees are crying
Where the wind can speak
And all the things beyond belief are real
But still: there's much more to imagine ...

Before I lay my words upon you
Before the Greatest Mountain speaks
Before I make your mind burning
Before my thoughts turn to wings

Forget the world you live within
Forget the poor race of human
Unfold your wings and realize
This trip will be for eternity

I found the key to the realm unknown
Where horses fly and angels are black
Things far more precious than all what you know
Majestic treasures yet to be unveiled

Yeah - the stone-cold knife is my dearest friend
Yeah - my inmost feeling is misanthropy

You hold the key to the realm obscure
And feel the breath of burning star
Shut your eyes while there's yet time
And hear the music of the yesterworld

Yeah - the stone-cold knife is my dearest friend
Yeah - my inmost feeling is misanthropy

I have seen the things that
No words can verbalize
The night after the night
Once again I shut my eyes

I fly for the very last time
Over the fields of life
Towards my slumberland
The precious land of suicide

Falling from down above
With thoughts somewhere away
Dreamed-drowned image of interior
Forgotten in the winds of dreams

Through the visual angle of immortality
Wandering to the point of light
Unknown blaze fills the space
Of unreal delusions

Through the visual angle of immortality
Wandering to the point of light
Unknown blaze fills the space
Of unreal delusions

Somewhere far away
In everlasting time
With face towards the paradise
And back turned to the past

Unreal delusions of astral way
Unknown illusions fading away

Stars turned off
The moon went black
Dilemma of the mind
Vanishing into the dark

All is over
The spirit back in the body
Left alone to its peace
And unreal delusions

Unreal delusions of astral way
Unknown illusions fading away

Oh - unexpected - extreme - blaze
Blinded my heart to black
Illusions of primary reluctance
Disappeared in flowers you sowed

All that, what should be and had ever been
Will never be the same as before my soul was torn
By lullaby untold

Why not to play with love and hate?
Seed of lust - you sowed in myself
The claws of you - the music of mine
Makes me to crash a stone at your heart
My hands - they are love and hate
My fists - are mouth of me
So let me sing a lullaby for your soul
Let me strike you in your face
With both of them ... in harmony

A colour of your soul, a coulour of your face
Need not to be hidden - your emotion's range
We, children of the sin - each other bewitched
The truth we sought, a lullaby untold
It hurts like a fist in your face
And leaves no trace ... and leaves no trace

All that, what should be and had ever been
Will never be the same as before my soul was torn
By lullaby untold

And we'll play with love and hate no more ...