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Part 1 Death StyleDEATH STYLE 2005 Satan, oh The Almighty, would you cherish my pain Spirit of hung dead Judas wakes in my heart again Whispering prayer for the evil, lust for worthy advise Filthy slum where I'm living once abused face of Christ After tears of a poor moth in my hell I'm so loud Cup of hate and the black cloth in memory of M. De Sade Wraith of love hurts me dying but I defend myself cold Far from kindness of lying and dream destroyed after sold I draw the circle around me but not of chalk in my hand The floor so black lies around me - my death style sweetest descend The power is always fighting Whatever you try to do Either you serve The Almighty Or take the evil into The catastrophe and the bereavement Are marked with ever human tears Denial of faith or still believing Are always born from our fears I'm not of God, not of Satan I'm slave to only myself Life is a source of what's saying Or laying dusty in shelf Torn from the ground up to heaven And stricken back down again For me they both are of pagan As I am priest of my pain In war for life I am dying In death I eager for life Caress the wound of another And in my turn ask for knife Consumed with horror and hatred I'm snapping veins of my cage Damn all the shit, all the sacred But cannot measure my rage My friend, I eager for passion Your hottest lips burning red Destroy me with your deception Your mortal hope till I'm dead Ten Thousand Years of Beholding 2005 Ages of filthy absurdity and violence of brutal throne Upon the sound of golden and silver coins Epoch of thyads and necromancers Tumble in human indifference Masturbating at the ripped dead bodies Splashing fat guts at the overt Churches ruined fall priests betray faith Masterpieces burn themselves in fire Suicide at the face of a new day Savagery stench so disgusting Mixed up with us in our miseries In this awful emptiness Ten thousand years of beholding Loathing in obsolete being Man tasted whore perfumed breathing Breathing death Mary no longer believes in Some of them die in their sin and crime Some of them die in their righteousness But all we are in this grudge pit Beholding our filth and ugliness No fucking regrets! I got to take this cup of denial Tread this poor love underneath my feet Watch them decay bleed and smolder like insects No longer pity their ever defeat And earth will swallow their sons long forgotten Sick mad wild hearted servants of death I was one of them but now I am alien So shall I be till you hear my last breath ANTIHEOI 1998 My name is Antiheoi That name you have given to me In your scripts long ago So ignorant but sincerely Tonight I came to remind you The valley of torments That is thousand spaces from here But still breathing gore Where fiery circles as the boundary Surrounded million souls Some stand in fire up to their necks The anarchists that groan And beasts snap and eat them Crack and throw out in fecal On the ice from the heat No one hears desperate calls Where the ones who made lust In the Sundays still born The horrible beasts that wrest their flesh Rip it and eat it till torn But here on abandoned earth Planet of blood and semen Suffer and die but once in a while Eager and feel and dreaming Million bodies you nailed to the cross Murdered for seldom uncomfortable word Played with the death so million times Proving your blades for the Lord No one of you did think of the life No one of you did honour the pain All that you love you’ve already killed All you did learn in vain My name is The Tear That falls from your cheek and tear That burns out the youth of your skin Because you are also unfair What else to prove when you never hear? Rocking out sounds of the falling worlds If you still let fall and turn out heads Covering up with misdeeds in words So my name is Hate If I talk to the ones that can’t breathe If the ones who can answer stay still What else to tell and what else to show If all of you no more can feel Useless alarming ring lone over walls Charged up and loaded with hail What else to tell for the way you smear? And forget yourselves in the ale WARCRAFT LORD 1999 Shroud us under the snow We came to destroy the world I will go back to the land of amber Where now waits for the master of mold Bury now! Whole way’s underlaid You were beautiful And I violently tasted that It’s time to take revenge on you It’s time to make amends with you Were plans destroyed? Yes, they were Just when I’m tired To put down last point Bury now! Evil grows inside the shadow Laid on my mind like someone’s curse I will go back to the land of amber And kill you all denial keeping servants Wet star Go down on The dry star Where we are Stone! Pay for me Shroud us Deep under Snow cover I rape you I rape you, my love! Part 2 De Infernus SartreDE INFERNUS SARTRE 2000 Разорвана цепь объективных познаний И времени порвана нить. Сочетанья пустот строят в нас яркий хаос И душа начинает гнить. Бесконечное множество клеток незримых Облекает в улыбки пустоты души. И забыто, а во многих просто мертво То, за чем они на планету пришли… Зёв всежрущей пасти, громкий рык ни о чём! И истома учёных глаз Замесились в бессилии что-либо сделать, Стали гордостью наших проказ. Как желез ржавых скрип раздаётся наш смех, Механизмы рукопожатия… Но почему- то не видно слёз на глазах Даже в дни самых тяжких ненастий. На амбарный замок закрыт сарай наших чувств, Полон всякого лишнего хлама. Ты попробуй-ка там отыскать что-нибудь. Лишь жалкий тлен упразднённого храма. И ты смотришь на мир сквозь ярмо толстых линз Воображаемых розовых стёкол. А внутри всё так пусто и в то же время легко, Если чем-то подкуплена совесть. Над грядущим тебе не придётся корпеть, Лишь оставить часть плана на завтра. И оно вдруг нагрянет само по себе По случайной кривой разврата. Тебе лучше не верить словам, что изрёк я Хоть в награду мне порвана пасть. Лучше скройся в ту глубь, где вовсе нет глубины Где бессильна моя одинокая страсть. Но я тоже бегу, и опять от себя, Чем я глубже копну, тем сложнее. Унося себя в мир абстрактных идей И надуманных поведений. Но скажи, почему ты смеёшься в моё Лицо, жалкое, мрачное, серое? Неужели оно показалось тебе Карикатурой бессмысленной, верно? DARK WIND IN MY HEART 2005 Moon is an orb again Spirits arise. I worship their dismal songs, I see their blind eyes. My sorrow they do return, Dark wind in my heart. They say:"We were beautiful." They cry:"We had heart." But not to be loved. Butus eopeus; "Our life is like desert" Maybe they smile to me "Wisdom can't help us." Simple but hardest Is knowledge of heaven. Devil looks cunning With the eyes of the raven. "Love is too deep there, So fall down in our lake." I won't fear its fire If finally I break. Reveal all my weakness. With the lips of my lover. And if there is a deadline I'll need this hand to cover My eyes, My ears, All my face full of tears. When we part with our lives With the rest of our faith In our tedious sight Will be only a day For the one final prayer. DROSOPHILA MELANOGASTER 2000 Stronghold of endless emptiness And thought filled up with misery Tired to be sad, tired to exist Might take a little time to sleep the day The incubator where I dwell has windows Where jaded light runs from the sun They say just take a look at that through glasses She is so big she is so kind I’m lost my body’s dying in my arms My soul is bled out but the life’s still in Who’s mind deviced except my own mind This cruel mutation wished to take away The cynical and rightless I assume The better days but still I do consume Alone, forsaken, sorrowed and retired I see the blooming fields before I’ve died And damn the day when malice came to me To take the happiness and never come again My wings are as distorted as my heart I’ll never fly and still I have to try The tears like strain embody my disease The drugs deprive of stand still And in obsession I imagine my dream And burst in lamentation when return Believe me, please, I am so tired and sade I speak with emptiness day after day And when the walls seem suddenly to be alive I try to find their hand Not much to love I am too much to live And on this endless painful path to God I’m crying out but not demand, not prayer But moan of names I’ve ever heard The neverending horror and undying grief The diadem of tears and ring of agony Those faces smile and masks still dance Please never ever let me be DOMINATOR HATE CHANNEL 2004 We need your attention all the time... You can’t get your eyes away... All you see you will never forget... Our purpose is to make you hate... Ask me now! What is this for Why should we watch Why is it so cruel We can’t see it more But can’t stop watching you It revives in our nightmares We can’t let it through We’ll show you rivers Of blood and tears Corpses of children Awful disease And their crying mothers Cursing their gods Suicide bombers Fragments on ground And the filthiest faces Of the leaders of war Poverts of races And the famine of whore Septic skin Leprosy Rotting limbs Agony Dying world Beating sound Ripping wounds Weeping loud... Mother Earth She is pregnant with death We want you to break We want you to hate When you overfill Your soul and your mind With this poison of truth You won’t stay behind You’ll vomit it all With spasm of your hate With convulsion of pain You will no longer wait We need to increase Hate that’s growing in you We need you to take guns We need you to break through You will hate your own hosts You will hate violence You will beat up your ghosts You will leave innocence We’ll show you how The people can hate How deep is the hate And that it never ends... We’ll fill you with hate It will become more than God For your helpless lazy soul For your sleeping mind Watch us! Wake! Join us! Break! Rise up! And kill! Watch us! Until You disappear... No mercy lives in our hearts But call for vengeance No love no hope no forgiveness But ever challange A filthy thief the liar and scum We have become them As we had let them be around We shall destroy them Forget yourself and soon you lose The human face But heart stays there to fight this world For kingdom of its race Part 3 La Musique Des SpheresDOWN THE BOULEVARD 2004 Down the boulevard we walk Remember... How did it sound last autumn Under the crowns what has been here? Do you remember? Frightened to stay here for so long At night Down the boulevard we walk At night Does it breathe you the past now? Whole recollection... The fire in your eyes Flame of lust and fear Arms in my arms Cold season was here Hush whispering Making love under grove Kind promising When we roved... Do you remember you told me about everything without a thought of a danger. Why are you afraid now? We could spend here hours and feeling so light as birds never felt. But why you are hurring home now? Everything changed but you still capture my eyes. Now I feel no danger and wish those hours to return. It’s all in vain. You are no longer one I knew, the one I loved more than life... You are afraid of your own dishonor... The fire in your eyes Flame of lust and fear Arms in my arms Cold season was here Hush whispering Making love under grove Kind promising When we roved... Down the boulevard we walk I reveal you... All is silent here’s no talk How did it sound last autumn... LA MUSIQUE DES SPHERES 2003 There was a land where the cherubins lived ambrosial ant kind Aloft the higher bank of Lethe betrothed with rede of God. Ere aspic crept thro' there the pards did wend with lambs in peace Ant aubade was as frolicsome as sun of Arcady. They wore the anadems ant tiars,their appareil was bloomth As in the antemundane hours their every word was sooth. Adays rithe warbled laving shores,they yode in jollity. At night the sentinel beheld the clepsydra's low trill. The Argus-eyed he fought the sloom from arch-fiend's leud to come Albeit they dwelt aboon the gloom ant pantheon was far. Ant like parhelion in the night Apollyon hath come With aconite within his tongue ant lavender diapasm. Cerastes brought him the afgod ant said:"Thou shalt not die", Agadic for the gore he spilt,he lumed his aper eyne. Admonish'd not to hear these words the lad was all enmesh'd To bring the heath to Arcady ant augury of death. Iwis when the auroral bird sang land was not the same Ant malice in the unknown voice ahold flew to pervade. Good days of yore bygone to past they scealt warden o'dark. Thus slowly turning to the heath the land wore mortal mark. Whilere there came errant forayer benight amidst the roads. Kind cherubin gave him the cates ant made the softly lodge. Ant in the morrow nomad ask'd:"Mine friend,what is thine name?" "The aviarist ant who art thou?"."A harbinger of flame" "I wend to thee to say the sooth of what thou shouldst espect. You rended welkin with betrayal ant quell'd thy God's respect. Not sortiledge or goety mayst thou to save thy breath. The arch-fiend's yoke is on you ant you are to meet your death. I yede this morrow o'er land ant saw pernicious curse As you defy the sacral law that was your caring nurse. Lascivious are you ant the heath wilt soon subvert thy land. Ant gore wilt flow like vernal ford from the thoepath's hand." The aviarist hearken'd to man ant sdeign hath fill'd thy eyne. "How durst thou say to us so words,for we gave you our help. Forth of,avaunt,the evil tongue,mine eyne want not to see. Thy envy for our home ant wives hath just no right to be." "Wend in the eve thro' bloomth of wood,behold the dolorous change. Ant what cometh barren e'en this day,that aspic did arrange." With these words nomad left his house ant slowly yode to leave. Man yode thy way ant all he saw,he couldn't just believe. The sycamine hath drop'd its figs ant stars have become bright. Nay wind was cold as winter's breath with maroon moon at night. The sleepless night he spent athoughts ant when next morrow came. Dun ant threnetic he yode forth,ant shaking like the lame. His brethren rest'd neath the crowns in garden full of figs Enmesh'd with lust ant pulchritude,knew their maids carnally. He shouted 'loud:"Wend take that man! A sorcerer must pay For what he sayth black prophecy is coming 'bove our land." Malicent nomad put to death lain with ataraxy Ant they did cere him ant his hearse the young lad stood to see. "Why art thou sad"-the aviarist ask'd-"mine son bestowal'd glee?" "Doest thou belive,mine abba,words,the wanderer say'd to thee?" Ant after burial they've forgot but via many years The lad was coming to his grave attending with a fear. Adays he put the argosies to flow with rithe away. The paper harbingers of dream aloft the breathing clay. Yet years they lived marcescible until the heath came in Ant mansuete lad became a man surrounded by the sin. Thy name was Wind ant sanguine maid invited him at night To place afar remain'd the same sith garden fell to nought. "We're far from heath"-she said to him-"May night be our bed. These dainty limbs are beautiful as hair waves on thy head. Enclose mine body neath the fruits as vermail as the rose. I wish thy breath,I wish thine eyne cognit me in ant close. Profuse was aphrodisiac ant wickedness of maid Like wilderness whence he came back,into the dark again. As Aceldama termon was at face of the ordeal. Cadaverous stench from church betrayed,defiled in venery. Turpitude of imbruted priests shown up with cruelty. Notorious ubiquitious cult,maligned thaumaturgy. The eyne o'priest ran o'er him ant in dulia he say'd: "Forget the yore,forth of thy heart,the farytales are dead. "But he soothsaid the heath to come,so why did you slay him?" Wind ask'd the priest with growing rage, 'twas all that he could feel. "He spoke of evil God but we had always other god. His name is nomad,so he lays outcasted neath the sod." "I've seen enough that thou disgraced,thou art no brer for me As beautiful gave thee her brine, immured in walls of thee. Though arefy'd her soul ant sear'd,no solace hast thou gave. Ere I did bear thy argh speech but not for thy venomed faith. "Wend here to-morrow, shalt assoil thine heresy at once. Thou takest thy anchoretic life far more that it be must." Evil intent Wind felt from priest ant ask'd thy friend to come, But late was hour bedight with night,he hath not retun'd home. With morrow sound of atabals Wind had advent to church. Stood terrified in frozen tomb ant he hath seen too much. The aspersorium full of blood ant amice dropped with red Ant aneled hand of priest ant alb that cover'd his best friend. "Be damned,the foe!"-in fury Wind hath shouted taking out The anlace ant maiming priest's thorax with adamant. "Adulterer ant slayer,thy doctrine shalt be dethroned! Apploted Arcady wilt join in fight against thy rod! No more almoigns ant no heathens,no thraldom in thy sin! I have been waiting for such day with whole my soul for aeon. Ant thou shalt verminate in shame whelm'd in the marl thou damned. May devils endlessly abrade thine skin on martyr's bed. In yester bloodwite simar thou shan't see no Valhalla With black impiety of thine ant with apocrypha!" Foresooth the arch-fiend heard his rage ant far from ayenbite Call'd mate Appolyon ant say'd:"First rebel was just mine." With mighty leud they hurled down from the Hades like the rats Ant people watched the holy fight revealing sinisters. Pay'd for ywrought the demons died ant parvis stood in blood. The arch-fiend lain thy cattle head in thy own bowls ant mud. Old aviarist fell to thy knees at feet of warrior Crying for mercy of thy son ant ne'er wishing more. Wind put off ventail,vail'd his eyne ant auburn braid slap'd face. "Look at thyselves,-he say'd,-"your plight you had drove to disgrace. Ye,abba,hast the slayer's heart,perceived the argent craft." Thy eylid shut ant pavid tear fell on the soily ground. Repentance billow'd like a wave up to empyrean's depth Ant rainbow from the welkin's mist shone like the ogle's wraith. Manumited,atoned they slept their first night in great peace Ant all the pain that ere reign'd hath yode with each disease. Anight Wind came alone to heath ant arburst was thy sceptre. He heard the twighlight's voice ant smiled ant relumed stars up there. He bury'd armours down below against the nomad's grave. "Be bless'd thy name"-he say'd with pride-"for sooth of thee we pay'd. Ant clouds flew slow ant sentinels could sloom within their beds. As beauty was released from spell the freedom felt all spheres. Yet years should wend till they forget ant till they change at all. Benison sith was theirs for keeps ant theirs was shining throne. |
Part 4 Saturnal EroticaELD 2005 Those fading charms in the rivers of your sorrow Grow seer for all that lives in time that’s borrowed Perfection of all passions in your sighing Ultimate moments of your torment fighting You carol wisdom and approve denial Brave at the face of death your choice is part of you You’ve taken everyone at once in their trial Youth serves to you and gives its juice for you Though you may keep your arms crossed in your waiting And hush your body when it wakes again And no one knows the taste of love you’re making With all of them poisoned with your black pain A king to worship in your every passage The emperor of everlong vast crowds So magnificent in your saddened wreckage Irremiable as the Lethean floods Lay down my lay! Get burned from my dark passion Drink from my boiling lust As I drink your deception Enjoy my flesh Bleed with my mortal sorrow Lick my cold lips And take my wicked horror Now lie to me And I’ll bury my dreams inside you My disappointment My dark desire for you Like wind above Grab my last breath Take all my love Waste me to death The cruelty that spills from you a torrent I’ll sponge into my black avenging heart And all the martyrs will show up before you Rotting in their doomed everlasting art As you grow dim I make you fucking suffer For all of them for beauty you have had And turn my love to wake you from your slumber And pour my hate to strike you dead As I have ever shared your grief and mourning For all the lost and gone from hand unfair My hope is with you so there is my sobbing Who else would come with such undying care Let me believe in what you are believing The truth of all before whose face I’m faint Though all our tears we spent are not relieving In your injustice and in your dark fate SATURNAL EROTICA 1999 Believe the sun that shines Most warmly for today Tomorrow it will fall On universe’s way So dance and play Until the evening you invites And million masks are staring At the seerful cards Below the groovy crowns In their fantastic dresses And silent like the stones Romantic devils And I will lead you up With me to reefs of high land And land on me your Frightened and coldening hand And I will see your eyes Shining like pretty diamonds Cupid and open wide Pointed at me like miracle And I will kiss your wet So trembling softly lips And snap like thirsty snake Your thrilling fingertips And I will go inside Like tameless hurricane Will press you down to me And overgrow till vain I’ll sting you with my teeth And drink your royal blood I’ll watch you moan and bleed And mark as won aloud So you will die with me Buried in iron cage But music of my soul Like lament of the cellos Will follow you until You stretch luterian doors In castle of the tide Collector of the lightnings Where old god Eros died Damned his own kind of love The necrophilis lust Perversion of the innocence I tend on capturing When there is no defense Most beautiful grew dark Inside my life I dare I live behind the graves But I no longer care Remember how we ran Across the mountain plain Our laughter echoed there Untouched That was Eden THE SCALP OF A VIRGIN 1997 Rolling outside in a country train Nice pair in a compartment Dried fish bones in their dish Smells like excrements And price I paid just to stand it See them from corner view Two bodies with their merry options Declare it really pure And I throw in And I breathe out Don’t care what’s up So really stout Their sickly sweet Like a heroin surgeon My blood seeks for The scalp of a virgin I sit that place and look at my knees I care just oblivion at all Drained away with the lonely tears No more lower to fall They might’ve been murdered If I have a wish Just like fish eaten fast On their iron dish And I throw in And I breathe out Don’t care what’s up So really stout Their sickly sweet Like a heroin surgeon My blood seeks for The scalp of a virgin Lock up my soul If you might’ve been saved Don’t look at me Show me that you are brave I have no remorse Killing virgins at fall With their thousand scalps Have no lower to fall Have no lower to fall No fucking lower… And I kill you now And I kill you then Don’t know what I say Words are up to ram I am fucking dead You always stay alive And I’m hard on my head In ex of twenty five Be gone when train is stopped Run with your loverboy Cause your pretty scalps Would be my lovely toys Forgive my crazy words And stupid mind so moll Cos that is only pit No lower one to fall Part 5 Heavens CryHEAVEN'S CRY 2002 1."Origin" Rain is falling down Like the tears from the sky. Erath has been silent To hear the heaven's cry. All of the angels Are watching the endless night. Pain and sorrow Are calling for us to fight. This ugly world... 2."Printemps" Born in the cradle of darkness Child alive,his soul is dead. Aimed at beholding misery His eyes are forever sad. Though he knows love and beauty His life is morbid dying Got too much understanding Cursing and praying and crying. Chosen one, he is messiah To show up the light from darkness. As Christ he must suffer, As Christ he must keep this. Everyone marked by heaven- Truth is forever on his side. Dreamer or unknown poet. Prophet without pride... 3."Lust" Forgetting what is love, Forgiving no one else, Getting more and more, But everything is waste. Tears and smiles all were played. Spoiled little sympathy Breed to get free from pain But never can they be free. Have personal God in their mind, Pocket belief,no remorse. Emotions synthesized, Another bastard's voice. 4."Mutilation" Your hands red from blood Won't dry never. I'll kill as you did. My words will rebel. As no forgiveness comes from a man's heart No love will flee from me to any god. I'll rage in my fever until my hate is all done. I'll kill,I'll die until my pain is all gone. Pity yourself,choke with your own shit. So tired to see your emptiness in it. Spit out the memory of past and beware Heart cold,strong hand.I do not care. All good,sick scum,should I take that To waste my life on some fucking brat. Crash down,call me,I'll help you to die. Lead you to hell,no pretence,no lie. If it's just a dream,wake up and wake me. I wish no one a nightmare like this. 5."Epitath" No one knew you But you stepped here. You dreamt of love, You lost hope here. 6."Return" As you believe earth is watching you. One star in space and darkness is weaker. Teaching to feel the constructive way One sincere smile and pain doesn't live here. 7."Epilogue" Heaven calls for you. Heaven waits for you. Life because of you. Here on Earth. SINCE YOU WERE GONE 2002 In one moment whole life has changed for me. I lived in heaven, now I am alone. All stars crashed down and sun became so black Forever long since you were gone. All I remember is your piercing scream, Terrible cry of the unearthly pain. Your blood and tears that flew down on my hands, The last embrace under the falling rain. All that I loved became as cold as stone, Beautiful eyes sank in eternal dark. And heart of angel that could feel so much Was dead and numb in mouth of ground. So now the world for me is dead and black. Sorrow and hatred fill my burning soul. I live in hell and demons laugh at me. No longer hope, no longer God I call. I've killed all birds that sang above our house For songs of them I couldn't hear no more. I've drunk the poison to be there with you In endless dark. And there forevermore. So heaven saw my eyes red for my hate and tears. And all that's been there felt the holy fear. I wept out loud so lightening did hide. I felt my death inside, I knew the end was near. And all the earth has cried a painful moan. All animals has merged in common scream. All leaves were torn out by the wind from trees. Light disappeared with every single gleam. I cursed the world as tears would not atone. As no forgiveness for this tragedy. I laid above your dark and lonesome grave And wrote these words with blood of me. The devil watched me there and then did say: "Enough for you to grieve, you'll join your love." He stuck the knife into my back And as I bled I saw him rise above. In silence I was lying time. Life was still there in my sighs. I've paid for someone else's crime And then I closed my eyes. DAETH IS MY BRIDE 2004 You mourn in silence And wither in your pain You choke with poison The living and the slain The maiden in the iron mask The grieving blackened form Dark widow of the universe In neverending storm I shall wed thee And inherit your misery Minstrel of darkness Now becomes me Scapegoats for human Crowd is the herd Filthy blasphemous Servants of death My demonic hatred Diabolic rage Aimed at the mankind Outside the thorny hedge Flies of the evil Forever slaughter Tremor in thick veins Eternal horror Palace of tyrant Sword for the word My hatred burns inside That is their God Mistake of creature! Foam of the sea! I’ll watch you to grave You are with me Shouting sly monkeys! Take your crown of thorns As you placed it on us Thousand years before Suffer your terror Choke with your blood Smolder in prayers To your black pocket god Scream in your weakness In this desperate hell Burn in your agony No one can tell I sink in your silence Death is my bride Since I knew violence Since I got pride All your bloody history Is the poem of pain Biography of sin Human heads rain Scaffolds and gallows Inquisitor’s realm Justice of strongest Power of rich Malms of the poverts Tears of the child Lie lust and treason Barbarian wild Curse you forever No forgiveness Be damned thy names Spit on thy graves I saw the death of the prophets Love trodden till death And I need my revenge... New day just cover Yourself with your wings Retain your slumber While the liturgy sings Part VI six feet underANIMAL WITHIN ME 2002 In plasmic pain I ride and dwell Throughout the days that God did tell Made up to contemplate the shine Of realms that never were of mine My mind is in the shelter frost In war with pain it’s almost lost Too tired to struggle with the beast That lives in me and turns my hands to fists Your shine chased me inside my dreams Where I wake up but it just seems Dressed up with fire in the planets hell And run forever as the dream did tell The slowly knives drift down in me I violate myself to bleed You’re made of clay, you are unfair But ash to ash returns again No sense to live but fall aproud No sense to fight if there’s no love But deadly wounded I fall down Into the snow of middletown Don’t worry for that you can see This death is beautiful for me Just look at all those lives around Safe but ain’t nice and full of ground There’s no more animal within me In final hour of defeat I see your beauty shining grace By spaceships shimmering displays You tell so low your voice is like The soft wind blow a little strike As I lay down on roomy floor I close my eyes and see the Earth Replace you in my raving dream And reign our lives like careless whim Wish you were there in roses field To understand my scarlet yield Once to destroy my sorrow with The passion in which I relieve When night comes in I stay alone In space of room from where you’ve gone I smell your air and walk your steps And fly in warm of your done breath When morning comes I go to sleep To my little box as small as deep I overtake the shadows vain Dark piece of life, the heart’s domain In this chase our hard path lies Tears and guides that lead us to the sky As our souls are low We should leave our world below THE SUNSHINE INDEMNITY 1999 The cage is open you may run And run as fast as northern wind The cage’s unlocked the ground is near And you must run And freedom’s everywhere Inside the chill of turning sunset Inside the trembling leaves above And you will run But earth is never ending always And whole lifetime you’ll just be closer To place you started running from By law of circle… The cage is far behind you still run Nobody’s watching you, nobody cares Choke with the freshest air that You greedily breathe in your thirsty lungs And tears not left like rivers flow And smile of your release breaks through Across the sweetest pain that is so true No damn food you no longer need Just sight of rainy morning skies No water to make little saving drink But holy tears within your divine eyes Fall down and die like little bird That’s been astray into the storm For all time the sense of wild happiness Will overfill your heart SIX FEET UNDER 2004 Six feet under where you lay And the ravens rip the sky up there Magic child ravished by death In a dark grove breathing steath What a face will you have when You turn up before God’s realm Sins you’ve done and noble things And the word that hurts and stings Here In the darkest zone I call no one To pray with for your safety Stone Lies upon the gone I breathe the storm To wake you How would I remember you? What was lie and what was true? No one knows but skies and seas And the mourning lonesome breeze How would I return to you? Got no life and got no cure Can’t wake you for one last time When I was yours and you were mine Here In the darkest zone I call no one To pray with for your safety Stone Lies upon the gone I breathe the storm To wake you So Every prayer you say They turn away Cause it’s waste for last way I’m Falling from the grace In frozen space To join you Six feet under where you lay... Now Turning to the ghost Want to be just lost As you Six feet under my heart... WHERE I FOLLOW 2005 Sombre in my angushious fallen dreams I watch the worlds collapse inside of me Cover with gray and nothing’s as it seems As it was before its cold false charms did flee Call in the night so sudden I did wait For ages through my cold and hopeless years Every amend for now was so too late Reviving my heart my passions and my fear We needed tragedy to take treasures away And now when they’re gone we can appreciate We needed change to feel the same again Faltered in hurry after years we wait It’s so relieving when you are by my side Now I can hold you near so close and warm Fire of your love in darkness of this night Makes me believe that now I’m not alone Cover my eyes with veil of another dream That comes in real through my lying body Swallowing my delirious disease Taking the weakness for the strength from me Small in your hands gone from the shade of sorrow Death of my humble laze From where I follow... |
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