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INSANIAM - Ominous Era


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1. DISEQUILIBRIUM

(It forces me and I desire…)

Blood doesn't stop flowing and you can’t keep it inside,
Perceive its real form, devoids of its repellent gown,
The needles were already there, before they screamed in your eyes,
Your own blood tastes disgusting, bright days gone…

Now, merciless!
Disequilibrium!
Power source for a chain reaction!
Ominous Era!

You thought you were an intruder, but now they have surrounded you,
The branch knot loosens the tooth and you know what’s coming next,

The centipede awaits you under the mattress,
If you are not alert...
A traitor never threatens, but he doesn’t forgive anything,
It will find you among the sheets, you were idle and distracted,
It’s just a game for it…
You know what’s coming next,

Not seeing a living soul or a trace of human presence,
Why not tear the veil? Why not stab the adipose flesh?
The branches will grow and will ulcerate my eyes,
All pigs worship their keeper, all pigs lick the lock,
But this aversion will force me to tear off my skin,
This aversion will force me to mix splinters with my brain,
It forces me and I desire…
It forces me and I desire…
It forces me and I desire…



2. LET THE FEVER EXPLODE

When the disease comes and seizes your being,
Scream! Cry! Will never be the same…
No redemption for the sufferer,
No limits! No rules! Virus initiated the invasion,

In this circle you’re a disciple, caught and held!

Abyss opens under foot, desires to inmerse you, wishing to be explored,
Now it’s revealed to makes you succumb,
Succumb in hurt, succumb in the abode of the dead,

In this circle you’re a disciple, caught and held!
Crawl! Submit! Surrender your demise,

Everything turns grey… Let the fever explode!
Entirety is fucking grey and we rush to decay,

Fools begin to pray, but we both know there is no turning back,

Infection in a sudden burst, blows away splendor,
Minds echoes render,

In this circle you’re a disciple, caught and held!
Crawl! Submit! Surrender your demise,
Rottenness entereth into my bones, into my flesh…



3. EPIDEMIC RACE

Anointed by a spell, drifting away…
Trying to survive, trying to make sense,

We seem to be adrift on a trip of no return,

Writing lines of fate to be our god,
Applying the effect action-reaction, taking control,

We seem to be adrift on a trip of no return,

Beholding the existence, slaves of torment,
Beholding the process of the epidemic race,

Confused and retracted, a piece of the whole,
Abstract far away from the meaning of life,

Existential ramblings unleash behavior,
Forming an erratic and disturbing spiral,

Adrift…on a trip…



4. PRIMAL FEAR

Shades… Baleful journey,
The most sinister chapter of my tragic tale,
Haunted... Just forgotten memories,
I cannot hide my rage, my hate... The origins of my hell!

Darkness between the glades,
Germination… The seed of my bloodiness,
Crib of dementia, blurred vision of reality,

Stars... pleasant journey,
The celestial chapter of my disturbing tale,
Terrified... I'm afraid of memories,
I cannot hide my misery, my pain... Get out of my fucking brain!

Sharpness under the dense forest,
Germination… The seed of my penitence,
Cradle of forgiveness, blurred vision of reality,
Primal fear

Changing seasons come and go, every time with increasing skill,
Night becomes whitish and dark, night becomes icy and burning,
Consequences are instant when the gasoline vapor reacts with the flame,

White shadows surround the sweet salt,
Perfect blend of beauty and decay,
Lush desert full of life and death,
Flowers bloom and wither in a blink,
I try to understand, to reach my steady state,
I´m lost so far away from there…
Bastard! Get out of my fucking brain!
My brain…



5. CHRYSALIS

instrumental



6. THE REIGN OF MIST

Stop! Venerate and kiss their feet, from those who stain your legacy,
The legacy of free pure souls is eclipsed by the legacy of darkness,
Diabolical force, infernal blast of power,
The evil earth, a nation led by crows,

Hostile home, worn out, corrupted by greed,
Immorality is breathed in the air,
Devastated hearts, delusional minds,
Thirsty for chaos, dictators of blood,

Everything is subject to the scourge of hunger for power,
It´s like a virus in a highly spread state,

The Reign of Mist, where the truth´s disguised,
Find it in yourselves, it's in your bloodstained faces,

There will be no chance for anyone or anything,
The world’s on fire, the zenith of its glory lies in the past,
Light of hope is fading...
There will be no chance for anyone or anything!

Vultures, snakes, scorpions, rats,

Look around you, look closely at what is around you,
Think, wake up! Humanity is lost, it´s sick, rotten,
You are a little worm falling in a nest of hawks,
You and your irrevocable actions are a drag,
But don't suffer, your end is near and nothing can stop it,
It's not your choice…
Then, you will have time to cry, and to supplicate,
And to pray to your fucking gods everything that you haven't done,
Regret in life,
The suffering of your children is nigh,
Because hunger and chaos will dominate above all...



7. MOTHER WHISPERS IN MY EAR

Mother whispers in my ear,
There are no innocents,
The culprits must pay before the word becomes depraved,

The flowers on my dress extend to the pustules of my arms,
I promised myself…
For this is my bread, which shall be devoured by them,
I promised myself…
Because these are my bones which´ll be gnawed by dogs,

Mother whispers in my ear,
Now we have to shout deranged, throw sharp stones,
You have to burn the satanic slut and laugh at her tarred remains,

My mouth sores won’t prevent my voice resounding,
I promised myself…
For this is my bread, which shall be devoured by them,
I promised myself…
Because these are my bones which’ll be gnawed by dogs,

In the conical arc no demon rests,
The faces on the wall tell me what to hate,
Sink to our knees we have to flee,
Nail the nails (to set me free from sin),

Fast! Before the serpent penetrates you,
Fast! Before the word becomes depraved



8. VERMIN

Sometimes, I release the wolf that dwells within me,
An absolute beast, sniffing fear and detecting the weak, waiting to go off,
The threat lurks from the shadows, from the void of my being,

And there is no place to hide,
There is no place to hide from the wolf,
Emerges a primitive disorder, my whole brain is insane,

Howl at the night through the endless darkness,
Totally full of madness,
My eyes on fire see my desire,
A pack of claws and tusks has undertaken its way,

Animal instinct through my veins,
An infected sound is my howl,
Heresy arises to fan the flame of vermin,

Demonic red eyes, a corrosive saliva smell,
Half man, half beast,
The night is my ally and I’m replete with might,
A pack of claws and tusks has undertaken its way,

And there is no place to hide,
There is no place to hide from the wolf,
Emerges a primitive disorder, my whole brain is insane,

Is it all this pain, my brain, insane?



9. MOTHS

instrumental



10. FLESH THAT FUELS

As in a lost chapter of an unfinished story,
You realize that everything you did was in vain,
That which you were will not be remembered,
Your world will be upside down when the hook caresses your skin,

We are the flesh that fuels their corpses,
We are the sin that fuels their souls,

Time fades like blood flows between their hands,
Now is no time for explanation or redemption,
This terror seizes my bones and clouds my senses,
They will judge you when the knife pierces your skin,

...Redemption...
…Bloodshed...
…Escape…
In the reminiscent sunset of your life,
Those you met leave with cries and wail,
Let me cry, let me wail…

My effluvia makes them salivate,
There is no way to escape this bloodshed,
They decided your end from the day you were born,

The flesh that fuels their corpses,
The sin that fuels their souls,

Now is your turn to suffer and agonize,
The red rain flows, my insides are coming out,
This fucking nightmare, its stench, will soon be over,
The darkness comes when the machete cuts your face,

Flesh that fuels!



11. NNN

Stars iluminate infinity,
Our being is spread by its powerful light, touched by its inspiration, Our light shines and becomes black,
It falls to nothingness, in the eternal abyss, down again,
No one will ever know about our existence,
No one will ever be remembered,
No one…

Never, nothing, no-one,
Nothing comes out from nowhere,
But everything doesn't have to make sense,
Speculation fuels the blackout of our consciousness,
In a pragmatic way, every effort will be in vain...
Every theory, every thought, every memory,
Gears of history that will perish buried,
Exiled to the most absolute oblivion,
Again! Never, nothing, no-one!

Never, nothing, no-one,
Our existence revolves around non-existence,
Suddenly, every experience is shaded,
Every action is executed without consequences,
In a pragmatic way, every effort will be in vain...

The blackout of the conscience of those who direct their passion and their hopes towards something that doesn’t exist,
Awaken and witness the death of the idol,
Appreciate the only existing reality,
The reality of the world that is offered to the senses,
Only then will you collide with your empty world,

Never, nothing, no-one!

No one will ever know about our coexistence,
Nothing we knew will be recognized,
Values and customs will have vanished,
No one will ever be remembered…



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