Slaughter Of Dreams — текст песни (mayhem)

No spiritual awakenings exists
Extreme effort of pulling life
Vultures feasting in your conciousness
The factories of Mayhem is essence

Cornucopia of diseased dreams
In the combination of lesser worlds
The solution to the enigma lies beyond
The spectrum of what minds achieve

Sequences of the values of punishment
Displays the utter consequences
Of what you do in forgetfulness
How pathetic man is before reality