Text: Exmortem. Fix of Negativity.

[Music by Sigtyr.]
[4:49]

My acid burnt eyes
predicting the rise of evil.
A quick fix of negativity,
a lifetime in misery.
Paranoia strikes hard.

With glass in my eyes,
I see clearer now.
Feel a touch of divine suffering.
I am an angel with bloody hands.

We live in the noise and the dirt, the real life angst,
filth and desperation, a portal of misery.
The ultimate demonic playground.

With glass in my eyes,
I see clearer now.
Feel a touch of divine suffering.
I am an angel with bloody hands.

The world is swept in a curtain
from the rottenness of Man.
Fixing decadent values.
Miserable mortals, open your eyes.

We live in the noise and the dirt, the real life angst,
filth and desperation, a portal of misery.
The ultimate demonic playground.

With glass in my eyes,
I see clearer now.
Feel a touch of divine suffering.
I am an angel with bloody hands.

Protector of the miserable.
Master nihilist.