Neoandertals - Neanderthal Parallax lyrics
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Tracks 01. Birth Of The Enemy Of Man
02. Early Life 03. A Freezing Cave 04. Hunter-Gatherer, Destroyer-Wanderer 05. Humans 06. Night 07. Starvation 08. Death 01. Birth Of The Enemy Of Man
Homo neanderthalensis
A Neanderthal child is born Into the coldness of the winter Birth of the enemy of man Who long had ruled before The mother would not survive Blue and cold Forever missed by the group Her body defleshed and eaten Bones are cleaned of tissue; it is a sombre process Sucking out the brain with a flint The head should not be cut The muscles don't peel off as easily Removing loosely hanging flesh with bare hands Fragile bones deformed too easily Cannibalistic winter ceremonies Frozen bodies mangled in the cave Hacked fingers eaten during long hunting trips Ground too cold for a grave Rotting odours of the flesh; stirred by the air Under the black fog of a winter night The remains burned in a hole O the moon shone bright on the carcass Dead bones can harm no soul Winter kept them cold February is the cruelest month No freshness in life, no bloom A malnourished young Neanderthal boy Cherish his doom A new life of starvation and suffering ahead 02. Early Life
A life of darkness awaits
So much pain you yet must encounter Anger and frustration within the kin Hatred for the cold Barely surviving another cold period A freezing hell A long winter - perhaps too long And they are getting longer Restlessness Lack of calories and sleep Beaten and scared Weak and sad A childhood spent in sorrow and devastation 03. A Freezing Cave
Bitter cold winds
Lowering the temperature of the stone walls Shaking and shivering Wood too wet for a fire Nights are the worst Pains in the chest Hard to breathe The air is thick and heavy Coughing Blood Some are not waking up in the morning Cut open and eaten in the evening Ribs left for the wolves The deadest, The noblest If only death could sleep 04. Hunter-Gatherer, Destroyer-Wanderer
An endless winter
A life in darkness Frozen tundras Eternal ice in a cold wasteland Hunting And Gathering Unsuccessful hunting trips Hardly surviving Starvation imminent Cursing the curse of humanity on them Spitting and spatting out the rotten blood Dreaming of dense forests, thick with outlandish trees Dreaming of dead beings Dreaming of dark autumn evenings Hunter, gatherer Destroyer, wanderer 05. Humans
Homo sapiens
The enemy Grim and greedy And a barbarous bloody barbarian he is too In the night to slaughter them all Feeling their woes Humans Let the northern predators take them The wolves The hungry Enjoy The glory of dying Early contacts being hostile encounters Hunting the same prey The first kill for the Neanderthal boy is a human man Ruthlessly murdering human wanderers Choke him properly Chop him properly Eat the bits What to do with a trapped human He is bleeding Beating him in rage and fear Bringing the body into the cave for further mutilation Breaking the neck Finishing the kill with a spear through the torso Crushing the skull with a bigger rock Scattering half-burned remains into the woods To warn other humans to stay away In the end Consumed by worms 06. Night
Midnight
Fear The primal feeling Unfamiliar noises of the night in the wilderness Strange cries from nocturnal creatures The harsh environment punishing the young and weak Hail and rain Lightning An awful, terrifying flash Something is killing them Reckless wanderings Many broken bones and knees Sleeping under fallen trees The endless darkness of the night unaccountable phenomenons and strange anomalies Dreaming every night about the sweetness of death Sole survivor of the cold nights 07. Starvation
Cannibalistic survivors
Primitive behavior because of hunger Adapting to prolonged periods of starvation Going crazy Smoke of the cave fire chocking the young Too weak to hunt anyway Two weary and lonely weeks passed without any food A hissing sound comes from the throat of the starving beings His great love for fresh carrion flesh 08. Death
Life is short
All the elders are already dead In a parallel world without humans They would be the kings, the rulers, the destroyers with fire The bloodthirsty murderers The humble executioners In the coming centuries your dead bones will give birth for cloned Neanderthals Raising the dead to life Prepare for a parallel life as an undead wanderer In this post-human wasteland Death was better Much better They are the new Neanderthals, the neo-Neanderthals Taking revenge, slaying everything in its path An insane prophet warned us a long time ago It has begun Death was just the beginning |