MEDEIA LYRICS

1. The Lowest Filth

[Instrumental]

2. Cold Embrace

The break of dawn
From what no one
Should have survived
A few remained
To witness a new day
On top of the slayed
Your grace
The cold embrace
Like always
We want nothing to be something
We make believe that this is not a flash
In complete darkness we need
Strength from your frigid caress
Your frigid caress
Underneath the red skies
Between bliss and devastation
This new world eats its young
Your grace
The cold embrace
This road is paved

3. Descension

Dine upon this hatred
Let the razors cut your stomach open
Bleeding through your wedding dress
my post mortem beauty queen
Once your wings melted
You descended into arms you saved
To be raped
We are the plague
You rose
Against the hand that fed you
Lies about this sceptic race
About its numbered days
Once your wings melted
You descended
Into the arms you saved
To be raped
We are the plague
To hate
To be hated
Let your blackened heart
Lead the way
To salvation
To be raped

4. Devouring

Right in my face, I can't hear
This body has become mutilated by fear
In hunger I swallowed my tongue
My touch is a mute's scream
With an unctuous smile, she used to
Offer redemption that was not hers to bestow
Now the flesh is moist rigor mortis
As severed parts lay before me
May no-one condemn my actions
cause no-one knows my name
I don't need absolution
But only a switchblade
She's naked, deteriorated, fast asleep
In my arms, Soon I'll belch for the
First time in ages, she's naked, deteriorated
Right in my face, I can't hear
This body has become mutilated by fear
In hunger I swallowed my tongue
My touch is a mute's scream
She's naked, deteriorated
May no-one condemn my actions
May no-one know my name

5. Through Sacrifice

The smell of a carcass
Hangs in the air
I wait for the putrid scent
To reach my nostrils
So I can vomit yet again
We'll rot together in this hole
You and me, eternally
I wonder if her porcelain skin
Could keep me warm
The one I never meant to impale
Forgive me
I pray to be indulged
Never take her remains away from me
I'll lay down beside what's left
We'll rot together in this hole
You and me, eternally
The last fuse goes out
Making everything black
I'm trapped underneath
The frescoes that witness my act
In utter darkness
They're the only ones to see
Through my hallowed body
That's theirs to keep
Through sacrifice
Through pleasure

6. Manifestation

[Instrumental]

7. The Architect

The sheep are all alone, like disciples
Waiting to be led into a shallow grave
United in tragedy
Their mouths gasp the pollution
Inhaling the concept of a new tyrant
Masses fan her campaign into flames
Hell is not around the corner
It's already here in me
She paints the cicatrice beige
To conceal her wretched design
Flesh decides
Imparting closure to all
She paints
The cicatrice beige
Words won't fail as her elusive speech
Reaches yet another pair of deaf ears
Sentences bear no relevance
But the mortal eyes witness a sight
Too exquisite to watch as she speaks
The Architect
Inhaling the concept of a new tyrant
Masses fan her campaign into flames
Hell is not around the corner
It's already here
She paints
The cicatrice beige

8. Made Flesh Again

Sew back the upholstery
The heart's been removed
Compelled to contempt
The sentence renewed
Reflection of a sickle
Glows in her eyes
As the urge grows
Like a swelling too lustful to hide
her grief-laced ears
Hear the sermon of lies
Devouring the soul
As the blade dives
Confront the one you are
Made flesh again
The utterly nothing role of a whore
Makes her perfectly suitable
Like cholera she'll walk in our midst
Fortune has made her our macabre bliss
A body preserved in chloroform
Trapped inside the gates of hell
Her bodytravels in human form
Dismembered in a vague shell
Confront the one you are
Made flesh again
again and again and again
Like cholera she'll walk in our midst
Fortune has made her our macabre bliss

9. Unholy Communion

We're gathered here to be splattered here
Along the wall in a circular shape
Just like a pill, washed down with laudanum
We corrode our insides
Hands stretched to the crooked cross
We sing in a heavenly way
Our bodies burn in euphoria
Because we've become the slaves
As I crawl down the altar
I see no heaven here
But only illusions
That start to seem so real
And I worship, worship you
I pray for bulimic bliss
But her poison is forever
Inside my soon-to-be corpse
In her church there's no remorse
I worship your face divine
Pledge allegiance to your name
I surrender this life
Cause there's opium in my veins
As I crawl down the altar
I see no heaven here
But only illusions That start to seem so real
I worship your face divine
Pledge allegiance to your name
I surrender this life
Cause there's opium in my veins

10. Ceremonial

On the cement floor lies a cross made
From your intestines
Embracing your commitment
And the cause you died for
People around relish the sacrifice
(And) can't stop salivating upon your remains
The circle closes
And the rest is eaten away
You got stoned, but not the way you used to
This time it's better than ever before
Sensation of death in your grasp
Makes you feel alive for the very first time
Once divested, no longer enslaved
Rejoice in malice
Our goddess leads the way
Her deceitful lips sing a tune of decay
Your body is torn asunder
By a thousand fingers
Intestines are placed carefully
In a diabolical fashion
You're now closer to god
Than you were ever before
As your putrid insides
Decorate the floor
You got stones, but not the way you used to
This time it's better than ever before
Sensation of death in your grasp
Makes you feel alive for the very first time
Once divested, no longer enslaved
Her deceitful lips sing a tune of decay
Once divested, no longer enslaved
Rejoice in malice
Our goddess leads the way
Her deceitful lips sing a tune of decay
Tune of decay

11. The Unseen

My dogma, a trait of this war
Leads to an endless oblivion
I can't see beyond this fixation
As it gouged my eyes out
I'll fall
But never hit the ground
Abolishing gazes surround me
For I am not atoned
Pranayma, now help me breathe
Gasp the last bites of air from this cellar
My lungs constricted by anticipation
as I prepare to enter the other side
I'll fall
But never hit the ground
Constellations disappeared through suffocation
Air vanished through the hole
Left to rot eternally in dimensions beyond unreal
Hell is around the corner and already here
This is the autobiography of a murderer







MEDEIA LYRICS