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Ex Speculis
02:17
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Instrumental
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To Hit Rock Bottom
06:13
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Collide, the almighty mind that strives for
The fine dissolution of what’s caused by my pride
Align, every thought in a direction that leads me
Away from self-destructive desires
Break every part of the instable construction in my head
Read the meaning behind every single memory
Stare at the glance, of outstanders watching how you try to rebuild yourself
With tender hands
Why does everyone stand nearest by himself
While I just watch myself standing away?
Dissect everything
See every single part as a whole
Comprehend the schemes
Break the manifest made of stone
The fiend in me is gathering the major dynasty
Thoughts of violence and hatred, forced by disbelief
The thief of feelings, suppressor of the luck I seek
First I get rid of you, oh how I long to be this time relieved
Oh how I long for this luck I seek
For the first time I’ll be able to
Weep and see all that was buried in me
And see what hitting rock bottom causes in me
Weep and see all that was buried in me
And see what hitting rock bottom
Break every part of the instable construction in my head
Read the meaning behind every single memory
Stare at the glance of outstanders watching how you try to rebuild yourself
With tender hands
What violent behavior I show myself
The loss of instincts and desires serves for nothing else
But to give me aid
Collide, the almighty mind that strives for
The fine dissolution of what’s caused by my pride
And this moment I see
One chance from this darkness to break free
From pain and memories caused negativity
I’m gonna find my way
With the aim right in front of my eyes
Comprehend the schemes
I will never fear to go astray again
And still it’s crippling my soul
Frightened, go into this fight again
Don’t want to be the one stranded
In a sea of loneliness
Barehanded and forsaken
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Waste
06:13
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Ceremonial blade, led to the stomach
Betraying friends and comrades
Makes you become nothing but a waste
Sense of justice, free willingly accept self-punishment!
Act of cleansing, feel the guilt running out of your veins
You’re the reaper and you’ll reap what you sow
Those I gave my heart, did nothing but to tear it apart,
Those I shared my mind with
Stabbed it over thousand times,
Those I reached my hand rejected it and now I shall withstand
The charming call of lethargy
I’ve learned to be helpless and made my inner contract
See that I don’t mind to follow a loyalties contract
What do you mean would help you living in such way
Than gaining any higher prestige?
Quit your self-pity!
Admit you’ve let your brethren die in battle!
They held you high, you’ve kicked their faces,
Always taken but never sacrificed one tear
Chances missed and now it appears
You are more worthless than dirt
And this is the proof, corrupted by expectant attitude
My bruised mind has to choose
Between being refused or a way where there’s no chance...
To lose…
My guilty plea is crimson red
Guts witness my inner wrath
The final step, rid of self-directed abhorrence
My fall to dishonor cannot be undone
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Inevitable
06:35
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Careful steps, taken cautiously to prevent harm
Watching out for threats posed by things that cannot be undone
Even in my secure chamber it’s breathing down my neck
The knowledge of me being powerless
Nothing I do can save me from the day that I stop breathing
I’m afraid to die, but even more to lose someone I love
Inevitable, unpredictable, all the cautiousness won’t help against chance
Bad luck, unforeseen, flip the coin, roll the dice
Draw a card, this is life, lose and you will pay the price
I’ve been dead before I lived, can’t say that I cared
But life is the strongest drug, once you’ve tasted it’s hard to bear
The certainty that you’ll stop using, infinity versus finiteness, so confusing
Inevitable, unpredictable, all the cautiousness wont help against chance
My lean ability to protect the few who matter to me
Increases my anxiety
Painful feelings sitting so deep
When I’m done, when I’m gone I won’t feel anymore
But everyone who’s still there will have to cope with it
And since I can’t do anything, afraid of the pain of loss
It’s better to go first, despicable egoist
My lean ability to protect the few who matter to me
Increases my anxiety
Painful feelings sitting so deep
Roll the dice, roll again
‘Til zero’s up, cause zero always wins
Nothing I do can save me from the day that I stop breathing
Bad luck, unforeseen, flip the coin, roll the dice
Draw a card, this is life, lose and you will pay the price
Humble and angry because there is no certainty
Mother, are sure that your children are secure?
Father, do you crave for your children to be save?
Brother would you do anything to protect your sibling?
Sister, would you give everything away
If you knew this way your family would stay alive?
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Companion of Void
05:58
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Incubus sempiternus, parasitus in ligno animae
Parce corpus, sed frangite spiritum meo
Bright days, all is cold
A shining sky, overcasted by fraud of anxiety
The overwhelming strength of a realm I thought I have left behind me
Familiar accompanist
Destroyer of dreams, master of list
Weight on my legs, darkening mist
Blinding and slowing, obstacle to bliss
Let me suffer, let me moan
Incubus sempiternus, parasitus in ligno animae
Parce corpus, sed frangite spiritum meo
Your appearance is unexpected
Everytime I can see the sun shine
You burry me under a mess
Dashing my life into pain and distress
‘Till I’m crashing and falling
To the weight of your vice
Familiar accompanist
Why can’t you wait to lead me astray
Lead me away from the path into bliss
Condemn you, for making every smile looking false
For shed tears, broken hopes, for the grieve, for the salt
You have thrown above my wounds, now crusted
Engulfed, the illusion that all toxic seed in me has been culled
The tree of life, I do not feel it’s pulse
Deaf and blind, close to being benighted
But every stimulation is laid to rest
The thought of salvation awakens instead
The eyes rolled inside, no look at a cure
Companion: destructive, absorbing and pure
No pleasure, nor sadness, nor mourning, nor wrath
Just one haunting question: Am I already dead?
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6. |
Burden Seeker
02:02
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Instrumental
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7. |
Self-Inflicted
06:50
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Disgusting bunch of flesh
Who do you want to impress
With your pathetic self-pity
For what you’ve done you’ll have to pay
With blood running down your skin
With blood running out of self-inflicted wounds
Evidence from the raging self-hatred within
Makes visible what cannot be seen
Sharp knives seduce my eyes
The search for punishment controls my thoughts
Consuming venom, give me poison
Demise from the inside
Blood runs down your skin
Evidence from the raging self-hatred within
Break what’s whole, sicken what’s fine
A slave to pain, to escape is to claim
That you deserve better than this
You are denied any form of bliss
Deeper and deeper
Methods get extremer
It gets harder and harder
To satisfy the need
Disgusting bunch of flesh
Who do you want to impress
With your pathetic self-pity
For what you’ve done you’ll have to pay
With blood running down your skin
Evidence from the raging self-hatred within
Break what’s whole, sicken what’s fine
A slave to pain, to escape is to claim
That you deserve better than this
You are denied any form of bliss
Exposed to this spurned face
Forced to coexist within this place
Don’t judge my daunting tries
To which there is no grace
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8. |
Stalemate Asylum
05:22
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Another rainy day, succumbed to the constant pressure of my inner strain
Broken, abandoned, accusing my former self
I never had the will to fight
The sloth now responsible for me being in this plight
Another rainy day, but it won’t wash away the filth I feel inside
I am empty and still there is something that holds me down
Wraps around my neck, it’s feasting from inside my chest
I want to get rid of it
I want to puke it out
My place of refuge is myself, carried away by a mind triggered stream
Distanced from the person I once knew as me
The seeking for what’s digged beneath the surface
An eternal travel, prevents me to rest
I am empty, every movement cripples me
In loneliness, all time alone i clung to misery
My sanctuary is the bitter sweet taste
Of penances increasing intensity
My place of refuge is myself, carried away by a mind triggered stream
Distanced from the person I once knew as me
I’d rather stay stuck than
Swallowing another pill of the drug that’s life
I want to puke it out
The sloth now responsible for me being in this plight
Another rainy day, but it won’t wash away the filth I feel inside
Better I hazard the consequence of sloth
Go through withdrawal than losing what I loved the most
Rather cold than burned, better dirty than bleached
Rather cold than burned, better dirty than creased
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The flood of our senses, compact information held on screen
Have led us into boringness
Victims to indifference, hunger for tragedy
Suffering is equivalent to rapture
We don’t distinguish, every day is the same
Give us light, make us feel alive
Take us above, let someone die
We are vermin, following the sermon of ignorance
Violating courage
Dramatic events generate felicity
Give us light, make us feel alive
Take us above, let someone die
Strangers needing help, zombies seeping through ourselves
Absorbing their breeds suffering, proof of feign innocence
One moment of anguish, caught for eternity,
In misery we draw a picture of putrid aesthetics
Forlorn fates, gears to our inner satisfaction
Friendly face, mask of a starving ancient demon
Drawn by Death, salvation to weaklings yearning for hate
Desecrate, all moral instants in times without fate
One moment of anguish, caught for eternity
In misery we draw a picture of putrid aesthetics
Mirrors of illusion, denying the sight of sorrow
Realm of twisted reality
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Paradox
05:30
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I feel better when I’m down
It’s a paradox impossible to explain
Like walking through a dark hallway
Exiting into light but fond to go back again
I feel sick when I’m hungry, but nauseous after eating
During leisure I feel lazy, but stressed out while working
Want to hurt myself, but no one else around
Sadly it goes hand in hand, a circle of which I can’t break out
I feel better when I’m down
It’s a paradox impossible to explain
Like walking through a dark hallway
Exiting into light but fond to go back again
Attracted to negativity
Alternative definition of harmony
Destructive thoughts breathe new life into me
Perpetual longing for tragedy
Perpetual longing for tragedy
I feel sick when I’m hungry, but nauseous after eating
During leisure I feel lazy, but stressed out while working
Want to hurt myself, but no one else around
Sadly it goes hand in hand, a circle of which I can’t break out
Attracted to negativity
Alternative definition of harmony
Destructive thoughts breathe new life into me
Perpetual longing for tragedy
Imaginary problems give me reason to anguish
Whining to get attention, ridiculous and selfish
And every time I think it couldn’t get any better
It suddenly becomes worse than ever
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Nexum
07:54
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Blinded and asleep
In a world ruled by intrigue
Slaves ignorant of their fate
Fight among themselves, driven by injected hate
Invisible kings and puppeteers
Feed upon their minions fears
But you are free
If you choose to be
Creating money out of nothing
Illusion of value, exponential growth
Consuming itself
Hurling the world into chaos, hatred and despair
Global prostitution covered as sedulity
Money rules the world but who rules the money?
When nothing’s there to buy what good are borrower’s notes?
Forcing me to eat and drink so I can bleed some more
Although we both know there’s nothing left to give
Great conspirators hiding their plot
Defaming their persecutors as conspiracy theorists
Seekers of truth oppressed by power
Manipulation throughout generations
Everybody loses, nobody wins
Money rules the world but who rules the money?
When nothing’s there to buy what good are borrower’s notes?
Forcing me to eat and drink so I can bleed some more
Although we both know there’s nothing left to give
Invisible kings and puppeteers
Feed upon their minions fears
But you are free
If you chose to be
Nobody wins, everybody loses
Blinded and asleep
In a world ruled by intrigue
Slaves ignorant of their fate
Fight among themselves, driven by injected hate
Invisible kings and puppeteers
Feed upon their minions fears
But you are free
If you choose to be
We are blinkered to stay in line
Kept busy by the goddess of strife
And it will not change until we open our eyes
Cure ourselves from blindness, wake up and start to fight
We don’t need your acceptance. We don’t even want it. Your hunger for power will never be satisfied, wolverine. We resist it and fight it. And you won’t prevail. Because we are what you fear most. Willing to die for our freedom.
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Caratucay Germany
Phil: Vocals
Joscha: Guitar
Tjark: Guitar
Sebastian: Bass
Jim: Drums
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