The most comfortable place this one could find Is hidden deep in thought, so don’t waste my time A real sign that something is wrong with your kind: You got no respect for this world of mine Your damn rudeness knows just no fucken bounds As you came to trample on sacred grounds Fools think to conquer outbound But I only fight to protect what keeps me around Never phony... and few amongst men Grow to a point where they cease to pretend It depends on whether or not we face fear A wise man always seeks the frontier Removes, by degrees, his impurities While no made-up shit puts him onto his knees I wanna be free, the only constant is change I know my philosophy’s strange But that’s what happens when your eyes are open Science, a path where the lies are broken True neutral, I don’t even know what I believe But I ain't gonna eat your lies out of need And that don’t mean that I’m a nihilist either So I get low sometimes, that’s a feature For me, meaning is something that we make Empowered, so I can live my own fate I’m not saying it’s not cool you got faith I’m just saying keep away from my space I’m faithless and I don’t love no culture But I will defend my family from the vultures ‘Cause they teach me: don’t be hateful So I find your tough façade distasteful When I can’t see friends who could be my equals There can be no fellowship with those peoples Adrian Incarnate 2011

There was a time when it seemed to make a lot of sense Then again, contemplation didn’t offer strength; Not the kind that was desired - he would take offense He had to choose sides, fuck sitting up on that fence And if there isn’t one to choose then you can make one Standing tall with his crew, he’s a great one So they would say but then many wanna take some He didn’t care, he would use ‘em; he became numb This was the world as he knew it, it was full of greed Only gain matters; who could care about the means? He would climb on their corpses to meet his dreams He would build a fucken fortress on their shattered schemes And from his tower he would tell ‘em what to burn next Whispers in the corridors of his worm’s nest His legion full of cold souls that were yearning for death Ready to murder for this stern test He didn’t understand why he couldn’t satisfy the hunger in his heart, his became a fatter lie If any fool tried to challenge him they had to die Leaving him alone, paranoia took control inside He could never find a queen who would love him All of the whores who he paid were deaf and dumb to him By the time he knew himself it was too late Imprisoned, he reflected, finally all he could do was wait Adrian Incarnate 2009

Charge up a new reality, it’s calling your name Forget the brutality of all the shit in the game Direct connection with devices when you wire your brains The vertebrae bent cowering from arduous strain The cornea, blink, reflect, flickering the display Cave dweller dreaming hard ‘till the dawn of the day Despondent… You can feel yourself fading away Plugging in the spinal column as a means of escape Power your neural network, prepare to launch Defy gravity, you’re diving into the warp This is the full force, flicking the switch, the very source knows: “Impossible, you’re nothing” Beautiful landscapes in a mysterious past Some beast brings rage with its sword; an art A great sorcerer casts an electrical arch The simplicity of war like the light and dark Look around, there’s confusion and death in the hills Nothing quite so rewarding as exceptional kills The misery of other realms is forgotten You feel you’re way through the battlefield with a warrior’s skills Nighttime in the city, where they hide in cloaks Hand on a long dagger when the shadows approach You practice incantations under your breath Memorize dark scrolls that can summon the death The potions that you want to ingest Are bought from a merchant deep in the thieves’ nest More and more you accept weekends of weakness Breathe in the bleakness, needing to seek this ‘Cause the shit within the sphere be more real than out One could argue that the world you make, is where it counts Just a shame that it hurt so much you wanna bounce I share mine, fuck it, it’s all that I’m about And I know my companions figure it’s kinda strange But I’m a spell-caster, just a little engaged When real life tries to defeat me I remind it: “Impossible, you’re nothing” Dream-time eternally wired It hurts to survive your city All that I used to believe Was lost in fantasy ‘Cause ancient wounds Are not necessarily teaching the truths Take everything away so there’s nothing to lose Never speak what you heard, only show what you viewed ‘Cause there be deities and demons both who get confused And as I grow old, I fear I will forget The magic in my mind and the merit in the quest I just wanna go back to my kingdom in the West Or my cave in the North, or a forest, or the clouds, or a tavern, or a blacksmith… Adrian Incarnate 2011 Hook written by Rinnaz

I don’t think they can see me I breath with a passion, I’m knee deep, believe me Free from the factions we keep increasing But struggle to reach between worlds that we’re dreaming Needing some stronger emotions to feed me Nurture like seedlings the hope that they’ll free me Cut by the seemingly open deceiving I write what I must get out to stop bleeding Meaning: I could have played any game I chose I love it all, but nothing keeps me sane like flows Wanna be quiet, ain't talk the way I compose True compassion is honorable silence for foes But arguments burst in private and it’s hellish My hate turns inwards for being selfish That’s why I gotta put it down right here I might fear that I’ll never be known and disappear So fuck putting out a false description Encrypting as little as I can Inscriptions and rhythms draw a straight line to my soul So listen or don’t, I’m still gonna take control of my art 'Cause I do it for me I do it how I want and I would do it for free Already done it that way for many years If my shit gets weird it’s ‘cause I’m growing and changing, do you hear? Came to think alone There’s no gift as great as truth I’ll show it The only conquest that be bringing peace and happiness Gotta be the one internally making you act the best It’s a match; a test – so light a match to this And illuminate reality, get back to this Recognize what you feel, gotta practice this To know yourself properly and detach from it This ain't a latch I click, it ain't a bag of tricks I must see and identify the real magic Peel back this hatch and then just imagine that you couldn’t relate no matter where you roamed So you leave your home for long roads to learn if a quest for meaning's worth dying alone There have been times when the moon shines down or the smoke from the fire you built has you reflecting Then one day you remember there was something back there, deep in your heart, you been fucking protecting Maybe there was a person who touched you, looking in your eyes she saw something and loved you Maybe it was a thing that another had said and you never realized how much it rung true Get your shit together with that thing in your head, ready, retrace your steps, know what you must do But when you make it back, you find everyone’s changed and moved on; there’s no longer a place for you Adrian Incarnate 2010

In the canyons, yeah, of the big divide There be a hell of a lot of shit that make me sick inside Could be an ill-tempered fucker while I’m trying to survive An inimitable level of awareness in mind (regretfully) Try to keep that fucken arrogance down But be constantly disgusted at the apes living on the ground And I throw pieces of fruit from the trees Like I’m standing tall while cunts are suckin’ dick from the knees Religion, like fatigue sweating out of their pores Small talk – I can be a dry cunt like menopause Alcohol: a shortcut to relaxation Don’t they dream of meaning while they scurry through the train station? I’m impatient, ready to feast Though I think I’m just made to be unhappy, ‘cause I’m never at peace And maybe when I’m tired, blame it on you You really bore me; gossiping in blood from the mouth wound Negativity be born of fear or irritation But then, the anger’s just one of fear’s manifestations I guess that makes sense, ‘cause I’m really paranoid I know that magic exists and hope I’m never devoid I doubt I’m special and I know I’m not likeable yeah Corrupted by a paradox that makes me frightfully scared In the city where I hide in cloaks Behind the people proof fence where the truth is a joke The main thing is that I try to not resort to violence No the hate’s not real, it’s just I love the silence To a peaceful man, motivations of the furious are full of childishness, like a bloated uterus Remember that my thoughts make the world around that I see My moods make me think bad and that’s the reason I be cranky I just really gotta wait it out But sometimes it ain't easy when I just wanna prove that I count Not a real thought flowing from that hole in your lid So often wanna take back all the love that I give, and empathy 'Cause inconsiderate people leave me empty I think I’m more evolved, the obtuse seem plenty Enemies I have because I grow resentment When everyone around seems possessed with contentment Happy to be dumb and annoying; got no common sense Leave them behind like the fucken past tense And I know intelligence is just a criteria Not a judgment, so I can’t feel superior After all, other animals show security While one as smart as me is never free of self-scrutiny But despite this I wanna start a mutiny I hate with a passion both the bully and the groupie Do me a favor and just hold your tongue I’m trying to grow a new heart while you’re still trying to grow thumbs Adrian Incarnate 2011

Doomsayer's alchemy fuses experience Forged here are spells from three master magicians... Red sky goes black and the wind is hard The hurricane, well cast by the sick-at-heart Cold hands like claws that would summon a spark of red flame, sent down through infernal dark The metaphor, conjured from internal parts Words let loose passion, as eternal art I enchant in sound and poetry that I master While some paint pictures, they are the rune-caster I move faster, bringing the doom blaster Possessed by demons, filling with rude laughter Original my style and focus You don’t get where the sound’s coming from, like locusts Technique in the trick takes skill The power mutates ‘till the mage is ill ‘Cause too much time spent with the dark magics made Labyrinth tragic... fuck that shit Twisted by fear and by pain Oh this spell of resentment, I made Is the curse of dimensionality the reason I will never know peace within me? Adrian Incarnate 2011

In my dreams I see reflections Judge my ruin; mock my grief In times of madness, taste what end is Left with less than when I started If I want, I’ll breath loud the breath of my own madness Fatigued now I suspect I need sadness Attract sorrow like metal to magnets Depression took away what was precious, like bandits I’m anxious and it’s hard to relate My disappointments make me sick and my needs take away from my dreams Slay what is clean Left alone to play with machines We propagate hate though it causes our pain And if we find the answers to life we go insane There’s nothing deep, what did we wanna perceive? All I know is my kin make it hard to leave I miss my friends, Doose and Paul Ray And all the times that I’ve loved and had peace, now it’s gone away Call me weak ‘cause I’m not sure I’m gonna make it Wish I could say that I know I can take it Adrian Incarnate 2010

Undead creeps from a real nightmare Don’t take a road that will lead you there Born in the land of the enemy’s lair Brainwashed drones walk around everywhere Necromantic priests with the power at hand Raise the dead, hell bent to devour the land Diabolical will, unthinking; haunting Murderous; fiendish, rotting while walking Spread their filth like a hideous plague No reason, yet still this insidious rage Or perhaps that’s why they be so fucken hateful Doomsday nears ‘cause they lived so wasteful Could kill a million, they keep on coming The king of the zombies keeps ‘em summoned And armies march in deserts and plains Straight through rivers like amphibious strains The world be a hell in which the living must hide An endless struggle for the passionate kind While these automatons pillage and spread their religion It’s hard to forgive them... hinder them! Adrian Incarnate 2011

Nothing more to kill across the plains Loosed upon this land to learn of suffering Oh but have they left us here to fight amongst ourselves? Crimson are the tears of all our gods Intelligent colossal beings with remarkable means Except the pride in our big brains threatens our dreams Any pest will ravage land where its breed is supreme But we’re responsible; we see flaws in the regime And you would think that they’d have learned the pain of scratching an old sore I guess they ain't give a shit, ‘long as they sold more Guns in Afghanistan and bombs in the Cold War Our figurehead is expendable anyway, they can mold more Turn off the news and smell the peace in the air Remember that you are a god and don’t be deep in despair We are the keepers of the planet, we should treat it with care Make friends with the beast in its lair and try to keep it that fair We’re connected by the chaos of determinism Not by the ego in religion, race and nationalism I keep talking, though… never certain that you will listen So many let themselves be victims; that’s an actual prison Adrian Incarnate 2010

Nobody cares how dark this man’s study grows I stand in the rain and feel earth between my grubby toes Invoke Hel, she comes forth to decompose But tells me she sees struggle, not lovely rows Of moss-covered forgotten grave stones An age cut away from cuddling those huddling close Beaten down by the pain that arose These buried histories I leave disclosed under a rose ...that I carried there for her under my clothes But since summer it withered and froze And in the blizzard the crows called out a lonely tune to this wizard of woes And some would ask “just what is it he knows?” Is it what he once knew that hurts deep and low? That all the things he loved where the first to go He doesn’t doubt the worst will tow behind Tormenting him until he rests below, under the snow ‘Cause he wanted her so… Many times near performed the rites He held faith in his arms only a number of nights But since then, only numb are his sights Even sun doesn’t light the path he runs on in fright He thinks he’s cursed, so he bites on mics The Fates send their damned hatred down to leave blight on his soul like a scar from deep cuts of a knife He wept once or twice but now his gaze is cold as ice Now his gaze is cold as ice And his destiny lies with the Morrigan He walks alone in the world with his bitterness Seeking her embrace, when will she take him... Back to the maker, sweet nothing; oblivion Hold me, don’t ever let go, just let me in again To the creator, sweet nothing; oblivion Hold me, don’t ever let go, just let me in again Give me what I desire: oblivion Hold me, don’t ever let go, just take me back again Into the warmth, the darkness, oblivion Hold me forever and please… never let me go Please never let me go… You’ll know that you’ve found it when the time is right When the day is light Don’t fucken pray for night ‘Cause you’ll get what you seek through all this pain you fight There’s no escape from misery, your blood will earn you might I guess I figured this means nothing I’ll let it pass I didn’t care what it was, long as I said it last Had nothing left, I thought the end was in my grasp But lookin’ back I should have known she would wear a mask And now I feel observed, shouldn’t have offered to play Nothing to hold as it washes away Yet the waterfall and the fountain are the same So I guess I’m gonna be okay… still I wish she’d take me... Adrian Incarnate 2009

I’m up late again, drinking, repeating that song I can’t keep my eyes focused, nostalgia is strong There’s something inside my belly just a little bit wrong Been growing like a cancer, I dunno for how long But it’s probably the one thing about me that ain't changed I’ve taken many forms and gone by many names over the course of millennia I think it’s strange And now I fear there’s no core to this fucken maze I’ve had so many views that I dunno what to believe Philosophy is fucken dead, that much I perceive I’ve thrown aside so many things that I had Seems I've been running away since I left from my dad And I know there’s so much beauty on the earth where I live Yet I struggle to keep hold like a newborn kid Maybe this new form is the best cure for my misery Nah… my lord, Chaos, never lets me gain symmetry hah! Chaos has love for no one's "culture" Needs to be free Whilst they subsist without reflection; change is eternal Its joyful encumbrance: Their misconception Its flag Its god of no gods I’ve felt often that I’ve got nowhere to turn when I stray Those times I’ve been alone and I’ve wanted to pray If not for my depression then I might have just stayed When we sum each other up we never see how we’re made I know there’s many in my wake who will not understand why I left ‘em all behind, but I had to expand I gotta go my way and just wonder the land I don’t hold any grudge, bro, but this is my plan See people where I come from never get where I am now And people where I am now will never get what’s gone down I listen hard ‘cause it’s made me a man, yo While many got no hearing left, like they was Van Gough Because they need to think they got all the answers I hope we can evolve but I wonder the chances My great journey left me battered and scarred And I’ve barely begun to find my way down this dark path And as I drift into nothing, the memory fades The great void envelopes me and my energies change The last thing I leave behind is the sound of my name And all my deeds wash away like blood in the rain All the pain is forgotten; I’m one with the arcane The vibration in a moment on this vast plane Omnipotent, I meditate in the fast lane Draw in the mana, preparing it for my dark reign Unrecognized by past companions Indefinable, these cosmic plans that are imagined Dreamscape injections unfathomed Intensity unparalleled and unchallenged The rules morph, disorder tears rifts The death of immortals, the paradigm shifts You decadent souls are desperate to resist But I’m'a head into this, the ever-changing abyss Adrian Incarnate 2011