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.