Sangtekster:
Altar Nothing Human

deep below Now when I'm immortal, I can't be hurt So I drink the blood, from the dead Feel me - nothing human I'm nothing human, an empty shell The

fighters succumb to pillage Rescuers whatever your latitude It's time to pioneer a new world attitude Put local cycles first we're Global Islanders with nothing

all the human needs A ploy of indulgence! Insane with egomania vampires from Transylvania spiritual pyromania ashes to ashes... Obsessed with their morbidity the morons of stupidity caused nothing

Underdark's night Ilythiiri, as we Drow call ourselves Rejoice life and deeds in the name of Queen Lloth Whether skinning the human on the sacrificial altar

blood See the pride of the foolish men Teaching the rules of their behavior Fake instinct, hubristic thinking Nothing's real but the delusion, Back to the source Of humanity

all the human needs A ploy of indulgence! Insane with egomania vampires from Transylvania spiritual pyromania ashes to ashes... Obsessed with their morbidity the morons of stupidity caused nothing

Cremate the human race The population has been reduced A world condemned to horrid death And the blood of others heeds their savior An artificial homocide

Enveloped by waves of violently burning hatred Pulling from all sides, nothingness beckons persistently The knowledge of utter humanity and its toils

was nothing to it, people began collapsing in collective states of drought. Palm-size vents heating in the chest, cluttering the graph, a bladder full of remains. Nothing