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SICKENING LYRICS
"Deceptive truth" (2005 Demo)
1. Memories of a life
2. Quartered brains
3. Deceptive truth
4. Internal suffering
1. Memories of a life
Memories, to live in the past.
As a lightning falls, strikes and vanishes
So you came to me, to leave then
You left me just with your memory
That will dissolve when I’ll can catch you up
Life is cruel with weak people
And you were strong outside, weak inside
You have decided to cut the thread
You are no more standing now
Suicide
That gesture is no justifiable
Giving up all hope without struggling
You aren’t near me any more
Life is a game, it challenges you
And you have to win
I believed I knew you, my friend
But I didn’t know you in the least
I believed you were a struggler
But you proved to be a loser
Suicide
2. Quartered brains
A see, a leader, infinite wealth
Lifes hidden behind a symbol
Profiting by people’s naivety
Many words, no answer
Quartered brains
Without brain we are parasites
Slaves to a wooden cross
Without brain we are machines
Controlled by the god of exploitation
A dress, a book, infinite slyness
Sermons aimed at obedience
Proclaiming holy wars
In the name of peace and love
Quartered brains
3. Deceptive truth
It’s unlikely manage to delight
To see near the aim
Which all the time was desire
A run without finish
A throw into space
That hides an unreal reality
Deception is round the corner
It’s truth which hurts
Deceptive truth
We live behind a wall
We are a core inside the shell
When you think to have reached it
Truth turns back unanswered
A wake of illusions
The eyes can’t see
Lie obscures certainty
We live on false appearances
Deceptive truth
4. Internal suffering
I hate the world that surround me
I’m alone in a boundless desert
There is no sun that lights my face
The stars don’t twinkle over me any more
The pain that wakes up with me
And follow me until night
Is damaging me day by day.
Only a mask makes me a man
Internal suffering
Without soul
Infernal slavery
Without life
A false and forced smile
To reassure someone who thinks to be near me
But is anger the one thing I have near
I live with a continuous lump in the throat
Increased by the deep grief
I’m condemned to live in the agony
Like a carcass among hungry vultures.
The brain is of no use if there is no heart
Internal suffering
Without soul
Infernal slavery
Without life
I’m waiting the sunset to my joy
For me will rise a new sun
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