Neo-Torment — Tidfall

Death is only painful for the living. Lies are only painful when they're true. We crawl through the fire of the afterglow As we smile the devilish smile of the dead.

World woven in neon night, as they try to pode our reptile masque Never to experience the pain of birth Only shifting to re-arise

Cast your skin, grow new skin Outskin the neo-torment

Flesh of our flesh / blood of our blood Brother we welcome you to the supreme existence Your skin is not your skin anymore Only what lies within to believe in

World woven in neon night, as they try to pode our reptile masque Never to experience the pain of birth Only shifting to re-arise

Cast your skin, grow new skin Outskin the neo-torment

There lies are the true painful lies.