Faces of mirror,
Reflecting ideas of hollow by
Facing each other
Projecting the rays of concepts that claim
To be for a better world
The rays collide, conflicts abide
Concealed intentions are to divulge
And trainers of such thoughts to indulge

No purpose does regard our well-being
Masters of the art of demonocracy
Are here to labor us all
And we will have to serve them all

"Caressed by the tongue of the serpent,
They'll birch us with the whip of blind hatred
We'll be longing for our long gone past
The time when our fathers cared
For people, not their nations.
As we exhale for the very last time
The foul air in our lungs."

The provocation of the real of the void
Opening the gate
To the domain of the Faceless,
Voids who crave fulfillment in their desolation.
The coming tyrants of this world
Of segregated herds of sheep.

Glaring eyne art thine
Flaring they are; Daz'd I am.
Soothing ludene is thy tone.
To hear it; is to roam
Inside my head, like I am home.
Thou art the fountainhead of dark waters
Atop thy head, eternally it falls.
Thy arch shoots me happiness,
I shall not dodge. I shall not!
-Mahdi Dn.

She had blue skin,
And so did he.
He kept it hid
And so did she.
They searched for blue
Their whole life through,
Then passed right by
And never knew.

-Shel Silverstein.

False heroism and modern mythology
Have constructed a malignant effigy
Of ourselves for our future
An unforeseen result, unforetold in scriptures

What is to come,
Will surely cause harm
All of our deeds
Will soon make this flesh bleed

Environmental neglect
Only does reflect
All these actions done by us to
Our own lives and future
What is said in all scriptures

But who's to care?

False patriotism and political plots
Dividing and devouring
All mankind and their morals
This is what man does in form of plural
Against nature they race with rifles

Sympathetic man is reduced
To extinction with his feelings induced
By hypocritical acts produced
In support of his wanton he's adduced
And his sorrows, overproduced.

Inflicting games upon your life
Infusing illusions of war
All senses replaced
With pure hatred

And these pointless joys
To **** your unreal foes
So falsely
They seem real
Yet so clear
This is...a calamity to feel!

And that's when you get threatened
To attack your land
Everything goes just as planned...

Controlling minds to reach the goals
Money talks, souls blight
These are all defined
Before you walk this earth
No care, no sympathy
No peace, no unity
None are known
In this life that we own

When you get threatened to attack your land
Everything goes just as planned
You won't give a f * * k, you hate the rulers
But seems you love being ***** by intruders!

Hold your mind in your own hands
Take care of your own kind
Take the control of your conduct
Slavery must destruct
Prove the world, both immature and old
These hearts are not cold
There's a difference, we have some sense
And we'll try to...reach the grace

**When you get threatened to attack your land
Everything goes just as planned
You won't give a f * * k, you hate the rulers
But seems you love being ***** by intruders!

Since the beginning of our lives
The very first second of birth
Reek of the pigs
Has filled our scent
And our conduct
To this feeling and fragrance
We have become so senseless
And through this path that we walk

Our eyes are blind
We need some act
To clean our minds
We don't need no pact
To wash out our lives
(From) this emptiness
That rules our hearts

But, no more we'll show fear
We will make the world hear
Their hearts, our names, so near as death,
For them to their ears

Distracters of minds
Will be distracted
Invaders of hearts
Shall be dismantled
Controllers of thoughts, desecrated.
Illusionists...will be disclosed

These orders, for us to follow
These borders to make us narrow
These lies to take our clearance
These wars to take our existence

No, no more we will show fear.
We will make the world hear.
Their hearts, our names, so near as death,
For them to their ears.

Pigs!

Some just draw air in
While some just had their exhale.
Ruins are rebuilt afterwards on a larger scale.
Someone’s dreaming alongside the other one’s nightmare
Just as equations that keep the world structure
Coherent, chromatic, in order by nature;
The source of our presence, here
The core of life on earth

Life is now out of balance,
The order is now rendered differently.
Thriving of man to dominate
The mother-earth, and his blood brothers.
Treacherous man – pinning on God,
All the crimes against nature and his own kind
This is the dawn of a new era
For this world that is filled with dogma

Uncertainty is ruling the minds of men
State of distrust – Political polarity
Only TWO ways they have
By choosing a side, they have to turn their backs
On their own brothers, fighting for a made up act.
Scent of ambiguity is all around the globe
Truth and lie – two sides of a coin

Disunited, and force-fed with these lies
Some realize; some still live these lies.

“Through the history, the earth has never been a witness to such disastrous conditions. Even the dark ages, holy wars, and world wars were not as malignant as present times.”

Evil is the man, bringer of darkness
Scapegoat is Satan
Wicked, yet divine…

-Mahdi "Monstrosity" Dn.

"Monstrous men perceive monstrosities the monsters they seem to be."

Open this chest of mine
With this steel key of yours
Reveal my essence - it shines,
Look through my opened surface.
What you perceive as I am, is what defines
You.
The depths of mine
Which you think you have in your sight,
Is just a conjecture of your petty wit,
Representing your own shallow depths.

The secrets within me,
Are not understandable.
No matter how exposed
They become to the world.

We lead our lives
Yet we go astray
When will we
Come clean with our selves?
This life that we live
Is fulfilled with mysteries
We must explore
Parts of this world

Aware of threats
I am walking
Removing animosity
From this carpe-diem
That has become the new stream
Stream of the thoughts

They're only
Making these patterns
To control you
To destruction

I am no slave
To their patterns
I don't need their advice
I learned how to breathe by my self!
I do not need your ******* help!

I shall burn all the maps
That guide us through this path
A journey to the land of the unknown
I won't waste my life anymore
Don't need no help from insightful
You cannot know the whole sack by having one handful!
One handful!

Through the forest of passion
Watching man's heartfelt nature
Peace, passion, fear and pain
In concert within one frame

Nurturing all, with peace and warmth
Growing along, in peace at war.

Afraid to unleash all that's locked-up inside
Mists of passion - enshrouding - limited sight.
Love enroots the longing within the heart
And the mind is ceased and gone

Pain feeds on fear of loss
Dovish flower withers, thus...

Earth shakes,
Sun's darkened,
Forest is filled with despair.
Green turns red,
And then grey
Afire - forest decayed.
Laid in ashes,
Staring at the face of the night,
Fragments of hope, spread across her face,
Remarking my fall from grace.

Through the forest of passion
Life remains sans ambition
Peace, passion, fear, and pain
Disharmonic and mundane.


Written by: Mahdi "Monstrosity" Dn.

I don't really want to see your so called face
Your unreal reality's your hiding place
Preaching about peace is your safe base
The way you evade revealing your face

This is where I draw the line
A start for all differences
This is when I drink the wine
Made of the blood of my ancestors
I shall not be the one
Obeying your dictations
Your lies shall end now
And truth will change the world

Unchain yourselves!

You keep adjusting people's thoughts
Modulating the wise
Filtering their rise
Those bold words from your mouth are so absurd...

This is where I draw the line
A start for all differences
This is when I drink the wine
Made of the blood of my ancestors
I shall not be the one
Obeying your dictations
Your lies shall end now
And truth will change the world

Unchain yourselves!

These worms, inside me;
Were formed by your lies
Worshiped you; their master.
But he shall be dethroned!

In a state of eternal fear
Frozen within the throws of time
A blissful state of mind
Where silence meets reason
Ignoring the doubt
I think of what I have become

Into the fire,
Mentally decapitated
Lonely n tired I watched
As logic was murdered

Lost inside the rays
Dazzled by greatness

As logic was murdered and slowly it faded
Into the fire;
Paralyzed by seeing clearer
Disremembered, Frozen and hated.
Let the blades be my final home.
I've lost the desire...
Sensing the arrival of a brand new season

Lost inside the rays
Dazzled by greatness

Slowly my life passed
As I watched them ****
All the hopes and lives
And upon them standing
This should be known
To lives that they don't own
And through this road alone
I will roam...

Burning breath in me is burning me
Stunned and unnerved, I stared at this hell
I am stuck here between life and death
Sinking down in vortex of regret

Numb, cold
I can't feel the wounds
I'm falling, but there's no surface to hit

Can't know if dream this is or it's real
All that I know is that I was wrong
But it's late to return
No return!

I'm falling but there's no surface to hit
Sinking in the same vortex

My arrogance made this black demon in me
And smashed my rib to take my heart
But as soon as he saw what's inside
The demon howled and melted down

That was when I heard your voice
Coming out from my self
Calling me to rise up
And to ascend

Rays of pride are shining upon me!
Binding shackles of mine are unbound
My strong kingdom is now born again
And this is how I will fall again!


Numb, cold
I can't feel the wounds
I'm falling but there's no surface to hit

A beating heart, a dream
A dying soul, shedding tear
Fueled with anger, blasphemes
A cast out, breeding hate
Not against man, not against God
Just a selfless strife
On the ways of man and the ways of God

Death is just one breath away,
While living far from lies,
True to self, and the others' lives
Vision so bright, invisible to man
But to this product,
Of blind hatred.

"Omnia mutantur, nos et mutamur in illis;
Tempora mutantur, nos et mutamur in illis."

Eater of Gods, this creature will be
The tortured, tolerator of pain
All his dreams gone, dead in vain
Yet breathing, to take your breath away
Not to avenge, but to clear
All the fake that is in us.

Rise, brothers,
Freedom calls us.
Grab your guns
Wear your helms

This day all tyrants
Will turn to our servants
This night their hearthstone,
We will own!

Army of the horde is on the way
Warriors, line up!
Standby for battlecry
Bloodlust has conquered our minds and our souls.
Rip off their hearts,
Break their skulls!

Trenches made of corpse
Armors made of bones
Slaying the horde is our goal

Taunts and cry-outs
Sounds of swords and shields
Is our music

Their throats and their backs
Sounds of the bones break
Injured warriors are bleeding
It paints your soul

Stand up and fight
Drive the lance of light
Into the eye of the night
Free the world from the rage of this dark hate

Army of the horde is on the way.
Warriors, line up!
Standby for battlecry
Bloodlust has conquered our minds and our souls.
Rip off their hearts and break their skulls!

Rise up!

For there is life, there's death
For there is pain, there's strength
But why is there life, why pain?
Why must dreams remain vain?


For there's love, there is hate
Why do we find joy in what we negate?


For there's anger, there is hope
Crime of passion, with gun or rope
If ignored, forms misanthrope
If abided, it's done blinded


Let there be death,
Resist no more
So then may the
Miserable rest.
But don't force death
Let there be life
So that they go,
When it's their time

We watch the world tell
Us how to live everyday.
We suppose we don't question, but we still question
As we live our lives
Through the lies
That we tell
Ourselves everyday.
Every day is, just another lie
That furthers us from ourselves
And what we would dream of.
We bite a lie right off another
We hide and then we cry
For our own self-made self
The one we refuse to stop.
We feel the need for the change,
But regardless we wont ever change.
We only change,
Our faces,
Our colours,
Our clothes and dresses
Just to look new, under a fresh-looking lie.
Maybe this is all a lie,
Which is hardly untrue.
And that the truth is,
You will never lie, when you lie.
Because you are made of lies.  
As a matter of fact,
We are made of lies.
We all lie, and we are the law.

She is gone.
And now, my chances are none.
But whether I grab a gun
And shoot myself,
Or just run
Forever from what's past;
One thing remains:
That this is no fun.
The point is not to forget,
But to move the **** on!

For decades we have watched
The pest having feast
Over people of nations
At each others' throats

While mankind's fate is at stake
Due to the campaigns of war
For the profit of the few
Yet the masses have no clue

As lives grow within this so-called civilized world
Thirst for achievements of inhumane mold
Our hearts gone cold
And our souls grown old

We live, as we die.
We die, and then we die.

Death is far, far past us
And life, is nothing but a word
Lies, are the food for our souls
To rest at ease as they are heard

We live, as we die.
We die, and then we die.

Ages of mental slavery,
Has brought us pain and calvary.
Within this world of treachery
Is hidden a billion mysteries.
By the deceitful masonry
The world is living in misery.
To end this supreme crookery,
Minds must be free of any boundary.

The sound
Of global disorder has deafened us
From hearing the marching
Of those who once did fall
Winds of the end are blowing as mistral

Apathy and distrust
The weakening waves of frost
Have left on our flesh a crust
Resistant to any light to ******
In between sides we have lost
Our map
Our path
We played and we lost.

This is the sound of global disorder
That deafened us
From hearing the marching
Of those who once did fall
Winds of the end are blowing as mistral

Helpless as long as lives would last.
Just as happened in the past.
Destructive thoughts of doubt
Eating
Our lives and our whereabouts

The purpose of those who just preach
Does not regard your well-being
You suppose it does, but you’re fooled
Between the lines is where you can find the key
To truth…