In the sky falls the flesh of our world
With wide incisions, we unleash the chaos
Collapsing the realm of souls...



Iron seas and bone clouds at lost of sight
The toxic air makes you vanish into night
On dead land we crawl: harvesters of blood
Searching life in the ashes of our earth
Bionic whores and mechanic war¸
Leading has been called “world”
Sailing on corpse seas; beneath the stars
Which distance is not as far as it has been
Within the darkened sun, life is no more...
Fathers fall, fallen gods, falling from the tattered sky



"Skyzofleshist Plastic World...our own creation
Schizofrenic Carnage World...our own queen chaos"



While insanity rises up to the firmament
And the stellar light turns to slavery
Winter waves dive into decadence
And the irrational comes as a burden



Contemplate the last of æons!
Funeral transmission interrupted by newborn cells
Corrupted by human aberrations
Sleeping in debris of past creation
Then survival doesn't remain as an option
No divine intervention will occur to relieve your fears
With angels we fell, wings wide opened
Doomed by burning avidity



And thus the kingdom of men must be covered by broken feathers
and ashes rains...



Iron seas and bone clouds at lost of sight
The toxic air makes you vanish with light
On dead land we crawl: harvesters of flesh
Searching life in the ashes of our earth
Bionic war and mechanic whores¸
Leading has been called “world”
Sailing on corpse seas; beneath the stars
Which distance is not as close as it as been
Within the black sphere, life is no more...
And from the tattered sky fall the broken wings of man



And thus the kingdom of God must be covered by broken feathers
and ashes rains...