Text: Alienation Mental. Psychopathicolorspectrum. Neurotic.

I?m a mournful god, aiming to cut off a little bit of your heart
take a look around and you?ll smell an odour of a hammer of blood
break my stone dreams and listen
how the gray messenger walks throughout my house
he forces his vile dictatorship to me
and i feel blows that cripple my body and soul

i?ve devised thousands of new death methods
in a gray house without windows
where intensly but elegantly i tear down its structures
where bad repetition finally comes to a closure

thanks for blind passion
thanks for lost time
thanks for dysfunctional games
thanks for emotional pain

i?m a mournful god, wandening into my own isolation
my soul?s purified from the plundering messenger
i?m disposed of pain, yet i watch painful grief run its course
i?m a happy killer pulling the tigger

and so all my ofences flow down my face
like streams of filthy sludge
i?m disposed of pain, yet i watch painful grief run its course
i?m a happy killer pulling the tigger