Remembrance of a Ruin

Demystified, illusion free
Helpless in front of the storm
Doomed to spiritual starvation
And creeping slow death
It wants only firmly believe
In good deeds of new masters
Not in strength evoked
From remembrance of ruin

We praise the breed of men of ruin
Who never forgot the creed of war
We praise the men who remind the other
Of temporariness of psychotic paradise

We saw the helpless men drown
In abundant joys of the paradise
These obese and impotent men possessed by glutton
Hand in hand with creatures of the same kind

We praise the breed of men of ruin
Who never forgot the creed of war
We praise the men who remind the other
Of temporariness of their psychotic paradise

They never learned what means to be happy
Based on dormant unavailingness in plague of peace
Waiting among masses of men
In idle they saw no joy, but tormenting doom

We believe history was made from violence
It was built upon destruction
Every other dream shall collapse
WHen use of force takes its' toll

This is the language every creature understands
Cut of the blade, the sound of whiplash
Senses are sharpened with unexpact feat
Perfectly understand the ancient language of force

We praise the breed of men of ruin
Who never forgot the creed of war
We praise the men who remind the other
Of temporariness of their psychotic paradise