Tekst:
Lord Azmo Cracked Scenes Of Reality

It's raining ...upon my flesh... And it's tearing me inside... It's cleansing... my memories I would like to share you Beneath this rotten grave But

Entangled in wordless room Ugly dreams won't ever be awake Like the plague depression spreads Mirthless seasons have no end And now the roses of death

Together ...we shall fall... ...to a dawn without sun...

I don't dare to write my will Someday I'll hold the pen... And I will write my will Memories flashing for the last time And Cracked scenes of reality

Have some little tears to seize this darkness Another drop of blood will promise that we won't ever leave These tears of joy you will remember And every