Purpose Songtext
von Thundra

Abundant are the forces that force your hand
In the midst of a struggle, as a quarrel it appear
Slowed by the anger that drives your violence
Penetrating the flow of righteous actions
...Of righteous actions

Angered by the tear for your inner path
The disease which makes the anger stop
Quarrelled of the self-righteous
Fueled by the violence, that needs to be shown

Mischief, left in the corner of your eye
Ready to trigger the violence you are capable of
Forced to appear as the power you proclaim to be
Swallowed righteous, denied thought

Offered by the way it′s to be
Strangled with self-discipline
Caught by an inner struggle
Continued by the teachings


Aching to see that all is right
Wanting to believe
Caught by a moments peace
Squandered by, over achievement
Destroyed by the will

Failed attempts to reach a higher self
Forgotten trails of the life you lived
Wounds long healed, opens as books
Words repeated by
The violence that has become you

A weak path of denial
Judged by the answer you give yourself
An undeserved quality of higher purpose
In trust you thrive
By the ones not to be trusted
A broken vow not accepted

A sequence of evil that will never end
A vacant space, where compassion is an illusion
Silence of the screams to come
Bursting of angry fragments
Finding its way to the surface
...To the surface


Disillusions of a soul in exile
A broken vow turned to disease
Chase the life line, its end is near
Dark matter of sorrow to come
A frame of ignorance become clear