Relic self-titled EP (2007)

Born free, living slave.
We are in a cage in a world that chokes.
Don’t have the courage, can’t fight, can’t struggle
Don’t want to flee to come free again.
Don’t’ have the strength, don’t have the courage,
Can’t fight struggle, they made us slave.

Born free, living nevermore slave
From these cages I stare at the world around me.
Much people I see with imprisoned mind,
Incapable of controlling their lives
And comprehending what’s good and evil.
It’s enough for someone else to choose for ‘em
And life will go on without
Corners and worries

Feel the sun, feel the sun on my face
And fall, this will fall..
Breaking…true…this empty walls.
I rage. My mind is free again

But I can’t stand when my conscience blocks me,
My mind rise against this infamous faith. I can
Already feel my temples beat on the damn walls.
The cage they locked me in.

Born free, live fighting death
Now I understand. I’m aware of what they
Want to do to me, make a soulless automation.
Imprison my mind, build artificial world where
Act like a puppet. But they didn’t understand, I saw
Outside gratings, then my mind just flew away
In the sky.

My spirit ran away from their prisons.
My body raged against their artificial
Paradise. I’m no longer under control
Difference is feared.
What you can’t control can destroy.

I look outside and see the campsite
There are two guards on the temples door
must wait until night to get in
without killing them.
As soon as shadows falls I know is
sneaking between I reach them
next to the door I see a carved sign. The sign of the snake.
Only who knows the soul of the snake might know what means bein’ a God.
Discover what means “Immortal” and rule the world
to enter the hall of the snake.
You must give a tribute, blood
I’m here…the power of the snake God…
you must drink Adder Slaver.
I’m in grab the head of snake.
I wound myself with its teeth
Shed my blood in its mouth.
It’s eyes seems to glare.

Dream the Snake God sacred room.
A blade of light comes from statue’s mouth.
I take it in my bleeding hand and drink.
I feel the power in my blood Adder Slaver.

…the locks sudden release…
…moving the wall around the writings…
the guards at the main door
are now aware of my presence,
they try to come but the wall moves
crushing them both…
I crawl in a pitch black narrow passage.
Oddly I am guided a weird sensation.

I am in the snake God sacred room.
A blade of light comes from statues mouth.
I take it in my bleeding hand and drink.
I feel the power in my blood Adder Slaver.

I die and come to new life.
My body shines of godly light
the power of snake that flows in veins
the power’s like that of arian God.
I see the world like mirror of water,
space, history in the same moment.
I can control the mind of men.
I hear the voice of the snake.

You feel like a perfect creature.
You consider yourself as the ruling race,
top of evolution pyramid and
you feel powerful as God.
You may not even understand.
You may not even want.

Time to men is near to the end.
Epochal devastation
will change the world, the planet Earth.
Also the depth of our soul
thanks to the virus of life, we will suffer.
We will suffer of
Genetic Pandemia

Now everything is changing
people is going crazy everywhere.
Wars exploding everywhere.
People dying everywhere.
The virus that altered our bodies
the lighting that flashed our minds.

Our correspondent despatches are telling
thatin’ the last hours the uncontrolled
Epidemia that is spreading everywhere is not
killing contaminated people but it’s altering
their molecular structure turning them into
horrible creatures…
don’t try to reach refuges…
don’t try to reach hospitals…
just lock yourself home…

I can’t lay and watch all
events coming the same sad way.
Colours are constantly drain out
from the reality that now is grey.
Sitting, hoping for changes
but it will always be all just the same
can’t find the spirit to struggle
for the way we desire to be.

This world is sad (this world is sick)
A sick sad world (sick sad world)
just staring at every frame
that flows beyond our eyes

No hope we have for future
still doping ourselves with fakes
feeling nothing but sollace
imaging that’s the only way to be.
Prayin’ for nothing but coma.
Inside…rotting all what it is
React, I find my true strenght.
Now concealin’too deep my soul.

Pray for me with all the apathy of this reality…
Shades of grey that are surroundings me
concealing all my dreams…
and I’m waiting for tomorrow…
and I pray for black to come!

Prayin’ for nothing but coma inside…rotting all that there is.
React, O found my true strenght.
Now concealing, too deep my soul.

Drowning in fucking shades of grey.

The smell of ground trod by thousand men,
The taste of metal heated by the sun.
The breathe of fog dissolving at down,
The sound of muscles contracting for tension.

Ready to feel with blood.

Adrenaline wipes out of fear.
Brotherhood for the courage.
No one remembers why is standing on the battlefield,
No ideals pushing their lives, all them, toward death.

Only one firm thought,
To be worthy of their own God
For protecting the village,
For defending honour with the sword.

Two armies set against preparing for battle
Even hundreds meters far
Gazes seem to touch,
Fear taking control, must not think
There’s only need to shout own’s battle cry.

Must push adrenaline in the veins
Must mind honouring own’s God
And take their heads for trophy.

Lug come to me, God of Light
Guide them like Truma the Danann
Kill the dreadful Balor
Help them annihilate and…

…fear of fortune and of faith
Will never touch our hearts.
We sacrifice for those we sworn to protect.
The battle’s rangin’ on devouring flesh and bones,
But we are fighting ‘till the breaths
of our souls expire.

Look your brother, look your fellow.
Gaze the enemy straight in the eyes!
Start your screaming!

The sun cuts the battlefield,
The men are lined up
And ready for engagement.
In a moment silence falls as an axe.
Suddenly the death
Seems like it’s between (us),
Heart stops and breath is broken.
Full of the energy, focusing only on the enemy,
Straightaway starting to rush with high swords.