NOCTURNAL DEPRESSION LYRICS

1. Credo Negativo

2. They

They offer us the blades
that tear with pleasure our flesh
And every strife carves
their influence on our minds
We live with this suffering,
a fall into depression
The self-mutilation pushes us
towards the meaning of our beings

They decrease us all the time until we reach the state of shit
And every word molest our faces into wounds
We take all verbal injuries and keep them inside
The inner rottenness feed the ulcer, bleeding fear

They die, one after one,
cause this is all they deserve
And the smell of powder mixed to their blood
is intoxicating
We bear the guns and load the bullets
blasting their heads
We're children of Despair
and priest of negation

We are them
We offer your blades and break your minds
We load your guns and press the relaxation
We are them and command your death

3. We're All Better Off Dead

I'm drowning into the waters of the oversight
shadows embracing me and the cold devouring me
cause all of you had illustrated the insignificance of being
A life withour values, a useless thing
No one likes us or you above or under
when you'll break the chains and open your eyes, reject their words

We are nothing than empty wrecks
sinking down and reaching the depths into an ocean of despair
We are worthless lives lead by our sufferings
Think about our existence: we are all better off dead

I was born with stigmata on hand
and I use it to feed your hate
May you think to hurt me
but you're human crap that I manipulate

What we've done, our experiences
and past memories
Are carved on our skins
as scars of an inner tormented suffering
We are nothing than empty wrecks,
we are worthless lives

We're all better off dead

4. Home Asylum

Welcome to a world of pain where no feelings burn
All my youth are lying on the prison of their minds
A dark corner full of dust, lightless and closed
Their laments and cries for only friends

Hiding on solitude, forgotten by all
The pleasure of pain and heat of their blood
Trapped and forsaken, suicidal thoughts
When children born their first toys are razorblades

They get the knife as the inner suffering explode out
And let its grim tongue lick their skins
They carve with pain on their arms
The death-desire and their love of pain
Blood streaming on the ground from wounds
With tears and sounds of loneliness
They lacerate their faces to destroy ugliness
"Free me from this life"

On corridors, behind dusty walls
Some bodies rot and the ground is gorged of blood
Guns embracing hands on a last union
They sleep forever, a bullet for brain
All around you can only hear screams and cries
"Enjoy the pleasure of life"

5. Dead Children

Spread your hate

Some dead children with burnt skins
Are playing under a dead snow, wearing gas-masks
A heavy and suffocating atmosphere
Mixing sulphur and dust with the smell of cadavers
They dance among the ruins, among human corpses
Hand in hand, they enjoy their despair

Angels of misery...rise...

As they heard a move, they stop their game
Their lifeless eyes gazing to me
crows are stopping their flights and vultures their lunch
All of them found in me their new target

claws and kicks are beating me
Violating my bitter body
I scream and enjoy this suffering
Till my blood color the ground

From above, the black snow is falling around me
Lost and mutilated in a world I can't understand
The children laugh about my own misery
Spread your wings, angels of misery

6. The Cult Of Negation

NOCTURNAL DEPRESSION LYRICS