DOOMED LYRICS

1. Paradoxon

How bovine is all the mud I have to choke down
The wounds of these parasites
The mankind is no longer destiny's child

Pathetic orgasms of your views devour your own soul

As manic and possessed by fraud
The grotesque of paradox thinking
You feed the wold with earthlings as you are
I mourning and can barely feel me

You eat souls which also can feel
So your own
The false belief that individuality is a sign of belonging
From where my hate comes — you asking
It's because I love so many things
But they are trambled by the presence of the death
Who — when they look into my eyes
Then they know they are there

If this is our truth — then I want to be a liar
The harvest of our seed — so let me be the fire
On head you're wearing the roots
And wonder why you can't stand in your mire
Time for new mercenaries — I need your hand to hire you

The bull by the horns brings you always back to the end
The longer you're on crusade the smaller will be your land

Oh — what a wonderful meal I smell
I want to touch it
Is it what it seems to be

Oh — how I have longed for it
I have to taste it
Crawl deep into my throat

The force of the invincible was dried up
As we begun to made our clothes
From the skin of our children
We love them — abhor them — we love

2. Our Ruin Silhouettes

Our greatness shadows have all marked lines
They are diverse
Unmistakable signs
Ideas of victory
All golden shots
A stone hierarchy which is drenched in blood

The flesh becomes machine
Life is resource

Our ruin silhouettes

The truncated mass gets scum as food
The sunset promises the slaves no good

The deeds leave traces and stinking wounds
Seed thrives above the head
Not on the ground
The fat cats masturbate their spitting dicks
And in the midst of their greed they just stay slick

Life became a machine
A self-killing force

Our ruin silhouettes

3. Euphoria's End

[additional vocals by Stanislav Govorukha of Suffer Yourself]

"Bound hands proclaim the laws of arrogance
Total war is already available
As a vaccination
But the poetry of suggestion
Has its beginning by far not only
On the right edge of the sheet
How many paradise are still promised you
The lowest instinct burns confidence
He leveled it
Since the beginning of time"

Impotence will entice the brainless
To recurrent missteps
As long as the leader shows the way
The harvest will be a crop failure

"The temples do not serve the people
They are monuments of coordination
Individualism is a cancer in the head of the ruling
But with the help of the word it heals itself
The clocks run backwards
To stop this world mean to do the same
The sacrifice of life as defense of honor
Just soulless tools they are"

It seems as if a nation can not exist in free thoughts
The lynch mob grows faster than a dragon's heads grows back

Since eons this scourge grows
A constantly recurring phenomenon - like a cycle
Is that what you call normal
I refused this idea
All in me upends
Sometimes somehow helpless
But I will not loose my focus - never give up

Mother of our earth - where are you
Let knowledge shine in these eyes
I can't accept that this should be the truth
It tears me into thousands of pieces

We stand alone - euphoria's end next to us
Is all hope gone - the signs are not the hoped
Not a step we draw back
"This will not be our fight's end"
You will end here - your own beast
"You can't withstand"

"Nothing but ash should cover"
The path of this boil
"Freedom - arise and turn the blind to dust"
Grow up in new hope and stand here
"Your euphoria should end in doubt"

4. The Triumph - Spit

[additional vocals by Andreas Kaufmann of Hatespawn/Charon]

The voices of the opportunists will be silenced
It's a matter of the approach
But pestilence tentacles are long
It will be a tough fight

The ravens will be the first of our vanguard
Eyes of the wisdom
If the croaking sounds we are already done
This triumph will be ours

Your dream of the lost paradise
Will end if you asleep
The farewell reveals all your secrecies
You're damned to a silent demise

The seemingly secure upper hand
Will be cut off to you
The rest of you can not touch her again
Indifference will be your final destiny
The end is already been sealed

The ravens will be the first of our vanguard
Eyes of the wisdom
If the croaking sounds we are already done
This triumph will be ours


I spit my hatred
"On your feet and you conscience"
Over-eaten - "I am sick off"
Always docile - conformist clones
Tripper of suggestive words
Reviewers of the gluttony
Appraiser of banalities
Beneficiaries and sycophants
All you silent "smug greedy hypocrites"
Unresisting "slick obscuring of the truth"
You betrayers
"You feast upon the misery of" innocence

Such a wretched lying
"The perversion purest form"
Overcrowded throats - "bloated trivialities"
Stupidity "is chosen as the glorious"
Your whining "should never happen to a grace"

I speak you from the right to act without penalty
Only a matter of time and you will be accused to be devoured

5. Looking Back

[additional vocals by Johan Ericson of Doom:VS/Draconian and Ed Warby of Hail Of Bullets/The 11th Hour]

"Behind closed doors a closed mind
Colored our thoughts in blood red
With bleary but burning eyes"

The blast of a repressed ego becomes a curse
The guard is now a threat
In our children's world

A completely torn and drowned heart of a broken
Made of a stone
Uncontrolled and like a rabid dog
A veil of contempt covered his own stop

"Calm and cold - without sun
The kindness is gone
We fell down - still do it
Blank and out of you hands
The belief in your strength - we lose him
Still do it"

The cradle helpless but longing peek
There was surrender but no escape

All hope disordered
The love was slaughtered
Emotions murdered
And it does still hurt
"The shadows of our lives banalities
Does not erase the thoughts of these old days" it chases us

“Old - a fragile despot
His own world god
We felt abandoned - still do it
Blank and out of his hands
The belief in his strength remains
Closed to us forever"

6. I'm Climbing

[additional vocals by Anny Bauermeister]

I'm "climbing" up "the monument"
"Everlasting - disgusting - frustrating
All hating
Disturbing - reflecting and damning
Monument
I'm passing our success - so glorious
The haughtiness
Grimaces of races - creations of nations
The stations of insane"
The summit - I can't reach him
He's growing
They "cheat" - they "bleed" - they "puke"
And they "spit"
"Too bold - too hard to understand"
I give a fuck
Their presumption over the others
"I'm tired of"







DOOMED LYRICS