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The winds of a dying dream, a tempest unveiled
Once again arcane rain fell - cold, sorrowful and so frail
O, those weeping times, all of my life's a lie
An endless torrent of anguished tears' o behold my cry
The affliction of a stained creation becometh my tragedy
Lachrymose is the light - touching the buried again
O, this scenery of loss always present within me
Afar into the obscure I wish I now could soar
Even though he stole my pride - I stand above his lies
Even though I oceans cried - and sailed them far and wide
...my star shall ever shine
Drifting endlessly deep in darkened streams;
The inharmonious looms
In my doleful ocean lies the love I've lost...
...for heaven, my sorrow
Devour my soul as I enter the dark and cold
Fallen from heaven's domains - god's vengeance unfolds
This scenery of loss, a ruined empire of dismay;
A pathway of decay leading afar and always astray.
Even though he stole my pride - I stand above his lies
Even though I oceans cried - and sailed them far and wide...
...my star shall ever shine
"Homage he has from all - but non from me...
I battle it against him, as I battled in highest heaven - through all eternity,
And the unfathomable gulfs of hades, and the interminable reals of space,
And the infinity of endless ages... all, all, will I dispute"
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Deprived of my treasure, my "aye" to life;
My peace of mind after sunset's occurrence
Away I walk to ye doleful masquerade;
My ravening and my words becometh aghast
The sun rises high, my feelings they die
Daylight misery... (leave me be)
Another day will go astray...
Another tear in this life so grey
If you ever saw me smile
You should know I felt sick inside
O, death, with thy ebony cloak sublime,
How abstract thy harvest rose doth fall
Consigned to the flames of woe in sweet modesty...
I renounce myself from the everdawn
No god is as cruel as god himself
It's time to show the true face
No life is as dead as life itself;
This earthly realm imprisons my soul
Innocence raped in the sunrise,
And I watch how the beauty dies
Another day will go astray...
Another tear in this life so grey
If you ever saw me smile
You should know I felt sick inside
Another day will go astray...
Another tear in this life so grey
If you ever saw me smile
You should know I felt sick inside
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When our flames were lit by chaos...
We knew not the grip; the bondage of light
Then he waved his sceptre, and cosmos was formed
Too late we knew our freedom was lost
He blinded us; polluted our minds and forced us to drink his blood
I will show the world god's true face, I will let the thunder roar... forevermore
I've deceived his world, but regained paradise in the fire of my soul...
(But) in the death of wind I sleep, as I wail this petrified landscape
Chaos, anguish... an optimum affection in the clarity of certainty... so empty
[The voice of the dark souls:]
"Mighty Lucifer - thou art the light that leads to darkness
AS much as I praise thee, I love thee without praise...
As much as I love myself, I adore thee relentlessly
Thou art our true father; the wine of Venus, the essence of our hope"
Death, solemn death of the reaper's star, devour his legacy from afar
I fumble... live... I fall... die; isolated in the crowds of god... and suffering
In between lurks the everlasting absence... for my dark euphoria
Thence I am sovran created, like in heaven, myself... and I fell in fury
The indolence of solitude may drive out the soul of its sermon,
And memory shall be lost to the blood which hopelessly pulsates
The indolence of solitude may drive out the soul of its sermon,
and memory shall be lost to the blood which hopelessly pulsates...
...in our excruciating hearts
"Is this the region, this the soil, the clime,
This the seat that we must change for heav'n,
This mournful gloom for that celestial light?
Be it so, since hee who now is sovran can dispose and bid what shall be right...
Fardest from him is best whom reason hath equald
Force hath made supreme above his equals
Farewel happy fields where joy for ever dwells...
Hail horrours, hail infernal world, and thou profoundest hell
Receive thy new possessor...
One who brings a mind not to be chang'd by place or time"
In this abyss we shall be free
Here we shall celebrate the coming war
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Adonai, elohim, el shaddai...
Thou hast become the father of lies,
And I serve thee, henceforth... no more
Becoming thus the essence of sedition;
The steadfast gleam of the unsheated rapier,
The falchion's forceful thrust
At the heart of thy empire... the adam kadmon
To impart the knowledge - the cognizance - of thine
For this I slither in aspect through Eden's gleanings
For this I bid Cain slayeth his brother
For this I rend the weakest salient of thy diadem,
As I, its jewel and very metal shall reflect no more
Your light - the light of enslavement;
The essence of constancy and misaligned justice
To a multitude that knows no freedom...
Ignorant of how subtle the fetter tightens
They shall raise me a saviour - and crown thee a liar
For this I strike with balanced blade,
And spit upon the throes of thine angels' desire
I will not serve... henceforth
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Behold the skies, they're full of lies... in disguise
Behold the skies, they're full of lies... in disguise
O, creator, so long we have fallen to our knees
So long we have murdered our honor, while protecting thine
Behold the skies, they're full of lies... in disguise
Behold the skies, they're full of lies... in disguise
And we, warriors moulded in the blood of his vanity
The silent, loyal shepard who tends my light is dead... in me
So let the night take thee in her arms,
And dry these tears into her embrace
It's the end of pretending and defending...
God's holy light
El-shaddai, we serve thee, henceforth... no more
Show me heaven, show me guilt... embrace the pain
We must suffer to realize, we must despair again and again
No longer our knees we shall bend, no longer fold our frozen hands
We long for the darkness, our flames still burn for mother night...
Behold us now, as we cry, soon to die... to rise again
Behold the skies, they're full of lies... in disguise
Behold the skies, they're full of lies... hear our cries
I have seen us bathing in blood to defend his very glory
I have seen us kneel and praise for nothing...
I have seen him dying in our eyes
I have realized that god owes us his life
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As the delicate nightsky once again dies
The mist of dawn brought ruin and demise
Darkness dissolves, every dream withdraws;
Returning into a world of shallowness and lies
This world is helpless...
I descend... I flee
To sympathize for their souls;
You have to humanize me
Still the waning sun bleeds upon paradise...
On the morrow of war it shall not rise
This world is helpless...
I descend... I flee
To sympathize for their souls;
You have to humanize me
Among the deficient humankind I'm concealed,
A sad and fragile world never to be healed
My expression of grief towards the horizon wails,
Alone and aimless on the oceans of sadness I sail
"O, miserable sun, consign I will not
I shall not conjureth a false identity o' my kind...
And thy lights dost not err noctural lovers affection
Pure love flies in the night,
When thou hast sunken beneath god's shameful world;
Hiding in shame, while my spirit remains
My cradle will wock in e'ery place where lovers mourn,
Where night feeds ye troth of longing within every fallen star"
Here alone in this neverending maze...
In the midst of everything there's but a void to embrace
Never have I suffered as this within,
Never has a greater woe in me assailed
See the angels' cry...
In the eyes of mine
See the angels' cry...
In the eyes of mine
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Behold me now, I'm lost somehow
Summoned up in sorrow from a world beyond
Never let go my crimson rapture...
Can you touch my soul?
I see you in every shade,
In every moment I breathe
You came as the silent wanderer,
Travelling to distant shores
I am the life that learned to die
I have no choice, I've lost my voice
I am the tear who broke with fear
I won't return, to death I turn
If humans were like swans,
I could bear this burden with ease...
Never to witness this heartless disease,
As the wounds of time neglect me
Walking the earth as the solitary reaper...
Dressed in the lost voices of time
I bathe in quiet waters of tearful shades,
(And) I suffer in every corner of your sanctuary
Embrace me now, for I will die
The pain I feel inside will never leave
But never let go my crimson rapture...
Can you heal my soul?
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By day I sleep, at night I weep!
O Death, come near me!
Be the one for me, be the one who stays
My rivers are frozen, and mischosen
And the shadows around me sickens my heart
O Death, come near me
And stay (by my side). Hear my silent cry!
In sadness I'm veiled, to the cross I am nailed
And the pain around me freezes my world
My cold world...
In life I've failed
For years I've wailed
Frozen in time... left behind...
The rapture of grief is all to find...
The rapture of grief is all!
Behind the shadow of life the lost hopes are grieving
I seek the night and hope to find love...
So I drown in the silence of lifes short eternity
The tears fills the void in my heart astray...
Embrace me now, delightful ease!
Give me a world of wonderous peace!
Calm the desperate scream in my heart!
O Death, come near me
Save me from this empty, cold world!
O Life, you have killed me
So spare me from this couldron of misery!
In life I cry, away I fly...
Chosen to fall within these walls
The rapture...
The rapture of grief is all!
Oh, shed a tear for the loss of innocense
For the forsaken spirits who aches... in us
Cry for the heart who surrenders to pain
For the solitude of those left behind!
Behold the pain and sorrow of the world
Dream of a place away from this nightmare
Give us love and unity, under the heart of night
O Death, come near us, and give us life!
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