[00:16.70]Canvas painted with blood
[00:18.70]Images of tainted mortals
[00:21.21]Inspiration bizarre
[00:23.20]Thrives in misery
[00:25.34]I've killed my creations
[00:27.09]With savage executions
[00:29.09]I've given birth to death
[00:31.34]With the brush as a vessel of pain
[00:42.09]Representations of violence
[00:46.10]Follow the loss of innocence
[00:50.85]Havoc enclosing the cities
[00:52.84]Violent notions in motion
[00:54.84]These times shall be produced
[00:56.84]In my murders with a verse
[00:59.59]I've seen my creations
[01:01.34]Reach the floating world
[01:03.34]These days provoke to create
[01:05.59]But new insight just blinds the way
[01:16.10]The ways of late will take control
[01:20.34]Prestige of the craft will lose its soul
[01:24.84]Gods! Please witness this offense by men!
[01:33.34]Slaying of genuine expression begins
[01:42.09]Exiled by false refinement crushing the worth of art
[01:50.34]Exiled by times renewal means to kill the old
[01:56.84]Insanity still grows within
[02:18.48]No-one can see what I can
[02:21.23]I dance under the moon cursing the sun
[03:11.22]Respect for my conception is gone
[03:15.23]Deficient approach to all that is done
[03:19.98]I'm drifting away from reality
[03:23.97]Aspects of the moon total vanity
[03:28.98]Gods! Please witness this offense by men!
[03:36.73]Slaying of genuine expression begins
[03:45.97]Exiled by false refinement crushing the worth of art
[03:53.97]Exiled by times renewal means to kill the old
[04:00.47]I've fallen from the floating world