INSANIA LYRICS

1. It's Easy To Fall In Hate

Dark was the night, in the candle light
I was in front of my PC by the fireside
During my secret cyberalchemystic ritual,
Which was virtual, intellectual.

Since the time I committed the crime
When on my web-site I put one esoteric rhyme
I've been receiving satanic spam emails each night
Each one reaching size of one gigabyte.

I admit it's a sin, but I was listening
To the secret talks between Christ and the devil's twin
About founding political party that was to win
And publishing their own magazine.

It's never too late to start to defy fate
In this dogma-idolizing psycho-apartheid
To fall in hate with new dogma preachers feels great
This life deserves no love, it deserves hate.

It's easy to fall in hate, it's easy to fall in hate
Much easier than to fall in love, it's easy to fall in hate

In the fire glow time is running slow
Deep in our blasphemous missionaries' ghetto
Inside me there sleeps my brother Cain's ego
Like an embryo in utero.

It's never too late to start to defy fate
In this dogma-idolizing psycho-apartheid
To fall in hate with new dogma preachers feels great
This life deserves no love, it deserves hate.

It's easy to fall in hate, it's easy to fall in hate
Much easier than to fall in love, it's easy to fall in hate

In this world of dogma preachers,
Who like to discriminate
Things that don't fit their straight thinking,
Who try to intimidate,
In this world of dogma icons
Life deserves no love, just hate.

2. We Wanna Be Out

We stand on the stage of the underworld
We refused the dictate of what’s IN and OUT
For the morality of herd this means a curse
We don’t wanna be IN, we wanna be OUT.

The underworld is a medium, which preaches what’s in us
That the roaring herd of celebrities is the symbol of this time

We provoke sheep like a relic of evil
They shout: “The herd’s Will be done.”

We wanna be OUT, in the underworld, we wanna stay OUT
When an ass preaches “The herd means safety,” the more we wanna be OUT.

We stand on the stage of the underworld
We have refused the stage of the world
Because it is packed with the herd of celebrities today
We don’t wanna be IN, we wanna be OUT.

3. We Fly On

We fly on, higher, higher above the earth’s gravity
We leave the hell on earth, heave anchors and fly on.
We fly on, higher, closer to other lives
We fly on, through dark, and sky is a big black hole
We fly on...

We fly on, higher, we fly to look for another hide-out
We fly on, higher, we fly to choose a new Earth
We fly on, through dark, escaping through the red sky
We fly on...

Our vanguard are headed for stars, they rush
Race like a stellar hurricane, far out
Our aim is a new underground, above us
We are the astral underground.

We fly on, fly on, it is our astral ritual
We fly on, to meet stars, dash through a hive of shooting stars
We fly on, to a new star, that’s what’s worth sinning for
We fly on...

4. Your Will Be Done

The world is a big game of chance, a cosmic roulette
And each of us is a gambler with a passing luck
... the roulette is spinning ... your Will be done.

The world is an absurd comedy, a cynical practical joke
And each of us has his/her role and plays it
... it is a wretched farce... your Will be done.

Our world seems to be on a different star
Fly to a different star, where your will is the law.
Your Will be done.

The world is an eternal chorale, each of us shouts it
And each of us has just one voice to entertain masses
... each of us just one voice... to entertain masses.

5. Black Moon Still Shines

You and me are saints shooting a porno in the sky
starring St Valentine
Our fellowship writes a sci-fi poem Adonai,
death is our deadline
Christ on a belfry's wall sprays upgraded mystic signs,
falls down and dies
Through the sea of stars we are sending jolly lies
Our Black Moon still shines
Only you must decide what is true, what is lie
We are free guerillas of your soul, Moon still shines
Higher, our church is chaosmagick of black holes
Higher, our priest is stellar Judas of your soul
Higher, our Black Moon still shines

Lord got the title role in an occult soap opera,
since that time he's been a star
Our yellow press brought news of Satan's parricide,
readers are satisfied
Venus the Concubine sings an aggressive lullaby,
death-wish be her guide
Through the sea of stars we are sending jolly lies
Our Black Moon still shines
Only you must decide what is true, what is lie
We are free guerillas of your soul, Moon still shines
Higher, our church is chaosmagick of black holes
Higher, our priest is stellar Judas of your soul
Higher, our Black Moon still shines

6. We Are On The Black List

As you must know now, it’s an ill wind that blows nobody any evil
There’s a new rock club here, but evil is that it’s us who play in it
Our friend Devil opened a new club
But he ignored good friendly advice
And unfortunately of all the bands
it was us, who he booked for the opening.

I warned Devil myself in advance,
When he phoned me because of the gig,
Not to provoke God deliberately,
But it was us who he wanted for the party.

God finds our music too mad, too loud
Too scandalous, too frenzied, unfit for any event.

As you must know now, it’s an ill wind that blows nobody any evil
A new club could have been here, but Devil wanted us for the gig
Under the pretext of violating peace of the night
Devil had to clear out the club completely
And after he had opened it with so much pomp
He had to close it because of us.

As you must know now, the gig turned out to be a failure,
There’s one club less here now and we are on the black list

God finds our music too perverted, too gloomy
Too obscene, too vulgar, absolutely unacceptable.

7. Life Is A Decadent Paradise

In the evening police raided into my flat because of a tip-off
In my bed they found an inflatable rubber
Life-sized Holy Virgin
The desire was stronger than me
Life is a decadent paradise.
In my folder they sniffed out that since my childhood
I have been suffering from a pathological notion
That I am the incarnation of Jesus the Messiah
I was arrested for the holy incest.

8. 54T4N & 60D

Let’s say aggressive prayers together in dark
We will tell obscene stories from our childhood to each other
I will swap the roles with you secretly and we will not tell people about that.

Satan and God for fun
Made up a conspiracy
That they would swap their roles secretly.

We will drink to celebrate Death, that sexual goddess
With snake-enchanters we will smoke opium till the evening bell

Satan and God out of boredom
Agreed cunningly
That they would swap their roles secretly.

Which one is the most monstrous of the Seven Wonders of the Underworld?
And guess who of us is responsible for the Immaculate Conception?

9. Betrayal

My blood brought her to life
In my blood she washed her hands
Then from my blood she drank
And through black night, black forest
With a knife in her hand she betrayed me.
There’s a long way ahead of us
My brother, tonight you’d better sleep… alone.

And blood and dark and fear and betrayal
And blood is time and evil is in us
And evil is world and murder is pus
And betrayal of a sister is snake’s venom
And night and day is like a bad dream
Your mind living inferno
And night and day is like a bad dream
And betrayal is their tune: …

My hair she was stroking
When blood rushed out of my wound
Then joined us with her kiss
And in her lap my blood forever
Has been mixed with her tears.
There’s a long way ahead of us
My brother, tonight you’d better sleep… alone.

10. Hosanna

Angel of night, protect us, hosanna
Angel of night, my guardian angel
Protect my little soul.

We were born on an evil star, hosanna
Angel of night, my guardian angel
Stay by me faithfully in my sleep.

Life is a tax on death, hosanna
Angel of night, my guardian angel
Plead for my little soul.

11. Shoot Your God

We're lost sons who with rolling of drums
Come back from their holy crusades
We're black sheep and our pathway is steep
It's our fate to stay renegades
Light your fire, it's our only desire
And let its light rise up higher
Shoot your god, replace him on your tod
With your own bright shining fire

Shoot your god each day
That's the holy game we play
Take his place with no delay
Shoot your god, take his place
With no delay each day.

For light we thirst and our music is cursed
By our own breed that for dark prays
Stars are right we must fight for the light
God likes to write hateful screenplays
We fight for light, it's our eternal right,
"Traitors must die" is our desire
Shoot your god, replace him on your tod
With your own bright shining fire

Shoot your god each day
That's the holy game we play
Take his place with no delay
Shoot your god, take his place
With no delay each day.

Shoot your god each day for desertion
This way leads to your liberation
Then celebrate his execution
Shoot your god each day for desertion

12. Our Blood Is Cursed

Ave Joe, Joe is the torch-bearer of our astral revolution
Ave Joe, our revolt of the Cursed feels moral superiority
Our blood is cursed, we are cast out of the world
And before a new day comes our cursed blood
Will turn the ground below the stage red.

Ave Joe, stars told him not to play with fire
When he founded the revolutionary committee at Walpurgis Night.

Ave Joe, tabloids have ordered your murder
Ave Joe, our cruiser sails on under your flag.

13. Y.R.U.L.I've?

He had a disposition of a suicide, his course was a different world
He set out into icy waters on a journey out
And when the body came out, it saw us
And when the body understood, it heard this:
Y.R.U.L.I’VE?

He had a disposition of a suicide, his course was a different world
At full moon at an agreed hint he drank the poison
And when the soul had flown away, it had seen us
And when the soul understood, it heard this:
Y.R.U.L.I’VE?

Like a white crow fly more far and higher, where the flock of the black ones does not fly
Like a black sheep run to the distances, where the herd of the white ones does not run
Search for dreams in the forbidden books, in which nobody else searches
Think how you answer when I ask you Y.R.U.L.I’VE?

He had a disposition of a suicide and an unfulfilled dream
To take a header out of a thirteenth floor’s window
And being drawn by the earth’s gravity away from stars he saw us
And before he finished his journey of gravitation, he heard this:
Y.R.U.L.I’VE?







INSANIA LYRICS