Invitation

Hacked, sliced, torn to pieces
darkness surrounding me
old thoughts raping my virgin mind

Reincarnation of an old Egyptian fleet
dead seeds have we planted on our garden of fear
and our brothers now are burned in hell

To the skies I look and cry out
jokers of the gods we are all
one out of five elements of ether
creatures made of foam
they're nesting in my head

Why, oh why should the harp player seize to share?
Why should simple questions have monotonous answers
and monotonous questions have simple answers?

Are we that insane
meeting our ends at the seven rivers
at the crossroads of five bridges

Nothing is irrelevant anymore
You give value to us
and we shall free you from yourselves
by dying...


Wonna join us?