Luctus - The Dawn Ov The Eclipsed Desperation lyrics
Tracks 01. The Worship Ov My Sun
02. The Desperation Ov A Human Mind 03. Schutz Staffeln Evil Power 04. Frozen Sorrow 05. When My Tears Become Silver 06. Animaeluctus (My Funeral...) 01. The Worship Ov My Sun
I use my philosophy to infect the sentences to eternal life?
I turn the Lucifers against those who give birth to them I invoke the human intelligence to stir up the implosion ov The divine oligarchy The chaos gushing and give negativity To the universal equilibrium The black energies ov cosmos stain the matters The bastard matters who have infected the earth Now in the center ov the universe rise the pure difference Between the wisdom and ignorance The nemesis is in act ! Burning dogmas, processed by the fury ov time and history The fascination ov the metaphysics consuming the rotten Atoms ov the young theologies While the animal intolerance with inductive methods crush The architectures ov the modern ethics And from the ancient cradles ov wisdom Continue to shine the Science The only religion that wasn't decline in the abyss ov the Hypocritical flames In my eyes rise the images ov desecrated temples And swindlers executed to death My autarchic wisdom absorb the essence ov the shining The shining ov the material who pierce the pupils ov those Who have turned over by the lie My honor stiffen in front the warm ov my sun Him iconoclastic rays penetrate my black hearth And fills by fidelity my instincts and sensations A malignant smile rise from my soul I am worship the sun that warming my realities I open the gates ov my hells to desecrate the visions ov a Possible end Cause I know that my sun has not a place where sunset... 02. The Desperation Ov A Human Mind
I was running across a forest made by my anguish
I was looking for a hiding place Suddenly I stop and I look in the sky All my life I was running to come here, to found something So I look in the sky and there is nothing... Desperate, submerged by my failure I stretch my hands, I wound my knees Needle ov the pines felled And they stick in my eyes Never more I will can see these non-existent eyes... My veins were dry up... And I be so cold... So cold and sad it's came when you are died inside When your world is lost, it's come to your weak soul The painful mental frost... I lie on the cold ground and I hear voices that are Crawling on my skin... The voices ov my desperate mind "When your world is useless... When your soul is crying tears ov Christianized blood... When your eyes are look ever black... When you fall in the knees only because there is the Gravity... When you feel so innocent by the disaster that you live? Don't torture your soul... Let it suffer all in peace, without any conscience Let it freeze by your primordial instincts Forbidden by your ghosts Let it freeze by the pain that you inflict to you For tolerate the madness Move to live in a never-ending winter Where all the useless are chased away by wind Where the snow covers all the harmful Where the mind has no time to think about others If it don't want die exposure... A Mental Frost that can't accept any weakness A? esu ?mogus, kuris nenori būt ?mogum Nes ?monės daro gėdą ?iam nekaltam pasauliui A? norėčiau būt akmuo arba ?emė Kad nereiktų man kentėt ?io beprasmi?ko gyevnimo So cold and sad it's came when you are died inside When your world is lost, it's come to your weak soul The painful mental frost... 03. Schutz Staffeln Evil Power
A smoke soaked by human flesh
Caressing the towers ov Treblinka And stains the sky by horror A horrible smell is disgressing in the air And fuse the human blood A smell ov death... Here the life is annihilated Animal death... death ov soul Flesh materialized in ashes Death excited in contempt Love changed in hate Here is no humanity The evil founds him dimension ...The material to posses... ...The mind to command... ...The flames where burn... The evil here is everywhere... It's all so terrible... It's all so inhuman... It's all so macabre... true... And they make sure the proceeding ov all With cold blood, without any emotions They don't hesitate to spread the death They don't receive impulses ov compassion Married with the death, they diffuse the evil, the violence Has no limit testing 12 millions ov deaths With rifle always loaded And two "sieg" at the chest They make sure the genocide ov the mass United by the sing ov "othala" Corporations ov security to assure the death And spread the Horror White soldiers ov Lucifer? This is and was... the pure evil 04. Frozen Sorrow
Lifeless hills, rock the darkness
Freezing wind travel through snow covered lands Him wrath dance in the night After it's vanish between the firs and oaks The snow is coming down like tears ov god Slowly, silently... The frost rolls up the forest The forest sink in the fog The snow absorb the white smoke The ground feed by frostbite Who can explain this cold? White dust ov snow make cold our frozen sorrow Black winds will bring our tears Cold moon... will eclipse our desperation Here's no sunlight for a human soul The only one who lives here is the frost Married with the moon They rules the lands ov shadows In the never ending november The silent hills breathe the cold winter The infinite Nordic sky Give the birth to the frost Here's no love for who look for some hot Here's no mercy to them who protect himself dressed by Hypocrisy Them who aren't responsible for their actions Will die frostbitten with him fear Who are slaves ov own ghosts Can't found the exit in the forest Scandinavic frostbited lands rock the frost Your sons dressed with pain They never been cold... Bleeding trees stand silent without sorrow Death and suffer rules only (the) human spirits Necrostorms blow the crying souls Fresh, weak blood stain thousands deaths ov mortals Evil spread the black wings and fly Holy, white shadows fall in darkness Cold evil kiss the frost Two supreme justicers ov our sorrow Thousands ov white souls Condemned to a never ending winter When their raw flesh was trembling in the cold Their burning tears ov fire switch off in the snow The frost embrace our souls Emptiness and chaos damning us in darkness All we waiting the day The day that we shall say "Here's no life, we are all Died..." Who can explain this cold? White dust ov snow make cold our frozen sorrow Black winds will bring our tears Cold moon... will eclipse our desperation 05. When My Tears Become Silver
They are so fascinating those nimble drops that are
Separate from my eyes and reach my hands... The boiling blood caress my skin I am the candle that is burning in eternity And the wax can't stop to run on my sides It's all quiet... it's only my suffer that is trying to Whisper me that it will never more return But when my tears become silver It's motionless there, in those drops While my pain is ascending in obscure peace... 06. Animaeluctus (My Funeral...)
Who invited me here?
How I arrived here? I'm watching a fixed point... I'm cold... I'm trembling and weeping convulsively, swallowing the Thorny air... I'm trying to do not watch but my eyes are watching also Shut... I can't distinguish the black from the black... A dreadful black that following me... I wish to identify something in that dark chasm... But I fear to discover something white there... Because then everything will become without a color... Inconceivable like my fears... My shadows do not appertain to me... I don' want them anymore... They laughing ov me... They organizing my end... But I'm not successful to kill them... I wish to protect them by me... I wish to stay alone ... just a moment... Hide me... I don't want that this one black wrap me... There are my glances that can' t see anything... They are waiting me in trap... They pretend that I watch the world through them... I'm dropped... I've seen it all, but I can't remember anything... There is someone around me... I wish that someone switch on some candles for me... But anybody found them... Suddenly everyone walk off... But I can't scream... It's going to happen something terrible... I'm not ready... Nothing is ready... But all must happen... All that I don't want... All that I don't hope... My glance stop... There are someone that are crying... Everything around me is weeping... Everything is burning, but my skin is so cold... I've lifted... My little spirit is running across a path ov a Constellation... Nobody notice me... A universe make by tears that became a mirror... But it not reflecting anything... It's only absorbing... Here is an enter... A cemetery... The shadows are driving me towards six opened tombs... Then they maliciously laughing and leave me alone... I assisting at the funeral ov my senses... They are burying them one by one... Alive... The ground is so weighty.... And the flowers that I put are not appreciated... For the first two corpses I want to be in guilt... Others are already forgotten... So, also they two are not moving... They are motionless... But I feel that they are trembling... They are growling... They have started to hate me... This is all that I remember... The emotions are turning to velvet... My guilt increasing... The velvet is so tender but the hands that are touching him Aren't the mine... I can touch only those shadows... And they two are keeping one to growl, they require that I Forget them... They want my insensibility... They don't want my sobs... Now there's no need to remember... They want only that I walk away from here... And take away with me my shadows... I bring with me a candle... I'll take it for me... The return in the universe ov the tears cost me the life... I was been punished for the abdication to lament those six Victims... The punishment is sudden... Between my screams and cries the infinite mirror is Splitting in sharp glasses ov pain... And it all crash on me... Now I will never found the enter... Not even the exit... I'm running with thousands glasses hammered in my flesh... Then I fall in knees... A glass pierce exactly the center ov my hearth... I hope that everything will end quickly... Then arrive they... They still laughing... Six tears are gaping on the frozen floor... Before I'm covered with the black velvet in the pieces ov The glass I can behold my image without a sense... For an instant I'm enchanted... An instant in which I can notice that the shadows tear away From me the candle that I keep from my funeral... I'm lose that one who was dear for me... Now it's anything really end... The velvet cover also my eyes... I can hear only them humiliations and my blood that is Flowing everywhere... Please bleed away from me... I beg, bleed away from me... Bleed away... |