| "Diatribe" lyrics |
Sunburnt
I reach tranquillity When dusk lies down before me Our needs are sinister As we kill for borders, that are Made by men, the Fatherland Cut deep in flesh so proud The scars of old, a pain untold Upon my soul and on my... My redsmeared hands Your sunburnt body fades and dies Vast, empty land You bleed your life on foreign soil Seeds of humanity Sown by the ploughs of war We seek for stimuli In shattered faces, wounded Somber strain, a Voyeur's game Oh Gun, please hold my hand In the end, there is an end I'll wage this war on my... My empty hands Your sunburnt colors fade and die Vast, empty land We bleed our lives within it's soil War ! You'll never see sun burning You'll never hear but burning Never
Eden
Grand fly of an erstwhile myth Wrapped in linen stained red His words soothing my ears Smooth lies of a serpent Untainted need of innocent´s eyes On a bed of thorns Longing for the sheeps of gold And oblivion We are white angels Servants of the holy Golden halo´s On fathers feet Our souls are blackened Blackened as his lies Unveil underground Eden And the Nazarene cries Charred wings of an angel white Dreams of change burned down in early flight Celestial halls resound forever The fury of an unforgiving God Through the vast spaces Floats a timeless sight A tower of wisps & vapors Punishment and pain Dust of times from the book of lies Thousand seeds, a kiss from the dead In the red, red orgy Of Armageddeon, fuck yeah! Charred wings of an angel white Dreams of change burned down in early flight Celestial halls resound forever The fury of an unforgiving God We were white angels Servants of the holy Our golden halo´s Were cast on fathers feet Now our souls are blackened As blackened as his lies We will unveil underground Eden And hear the Nazarene cry Round and round To damnation we are bound Round and round And around
Cast Asunder
I, the flesh of God Naive in my ways To birth myself anew Deepen my aura of power But the world got bitter And I cold at heart Pain, the exalted companion That I wish to snuff To seek new wilderness Vanquish the mould of clay Profound and ever preserved Thus could I endure A period of feelings of loss Creo tempus, indeed Hollow man, hollow core Without a soul, without a soul Hollow core, hollow man Without a soul you´re cast asunder There is no difference between sweet & sour My soul is dead, a withered sunflower Turn back the sands of time Turn black the hands of... Time, bewilders a childe I dance through declining years when the shadows get longer and tread on weary bones Medieval ecstasy and rhythm Are able to burrow in Hollow man, hollow core Without a soul, without a soul Hollow core, hollow man Without a soul you´re cast asunder There is no difference between sweet & sour My soul is dead, a withered sunflower I truly felt the passing of time With age I lost the dear grasp of mine...Thus Far
Reach for the doctrine I am; Oh, scholars so trivial With witless prosodies of thine Thou wield mimic desolation Never semantic pain... Thus far Do I pine for thee? Like melting of snow So sure yet so slow Is the poets´ craft Thus done All the sorrows, my silent syllables Who intempereth with life Shall drunk with emotion of Stentorian choir, orchestra of fall That I recite with awe But lo, no word can grasp That spark Thus far Do I pine for me? Bereave over a gift That´s forced, not given Like melting of snow So sure yet so slow Is the poets´ craft Adored?Unwind
Maim me Shouts out the being of a sullen man Hate me Am I not so heavy to behold Lie Dividend For are ye not my greatest f(r)iend Distance Just a fraction better to elide Lie Substance, nature, being In essence am I dreaming Or screaming - I won´t subside Harness, rapture, bleeding Landmark of anger seething Shepherd of the fold - I won´t subside The wrong way Inept lives of ye uniform minds Conviction A few will remain against the grain Unwind How come They say that great minds think alike Like cloudburst Wisdom streams to infinity Unwind Substance, nature, being In essence am I dreaming Or screaming - I won´t subside Harness, rapture, bleeding Landmark of anger seething Shepherd of the fold - I won´t subside Intoxicated, intoxicate Intoxication, intoxicants Intoxicated (x4) Lie...Equidistant
Wide plains before me Dead stream lies naked Swimming with the clouds And the colours fade Nor the Pearly Gates Neither shores of Hell Can match the splendour Of these sleeping landscapes Woebegone and shrouded in dust A sultry forge of equilibrium lost Ripe emblem of my earth, my blood That assuage the vastness in times Endearing embrace of a mother sublime A derelict soul in catharsis entwined No sign of sun´s halo - Just freezing moon The horns of old crescent - Pierce through my hearth Thus increasing null coldness - For warmth I cry To touch God Alas, I gather up the dusk of arts A wanton son willing to depart To omnipresence under vestal skies But flesh is weak and tongue is false For ev´ry triumph I must endorse Equal taint for weary virtues gone The weight of my heart - Relinquish & rise Upwards and onwards - Perennial youth Romantic desires - My seething thirst To touch God Don´t weep my precious lovelorn child we will rejoice, solemnly Together, forever Forsooth we are of equal strain I am in thee and you are me Together, forever So let all grains run through your limbs they seem so countless, but all is one In thee my friend, you´ll see, farewell... Sin is a doorway To touch God A velvet embrace EquidistantAustere
Lost myself and sympathy Dim the shapes of all that´s passed Down cast eyes sweating pain Crestfallen with faithlessness Sorrowborne to iniquity A rosary to enwrap my core in... Rage of yore, the sermon inborn, cleanse me from vague lies Lies Dogmatized and canonized Your wrygone word soothes me not I withhold bitterness As a tragic symbol of my inspiration Revived from an austere dream Hear the birds of mourning filter... Te Deum, but for whom, let me come undone; No Christ adored ´neath love for life is a lie When millenia of "heretics" die Sacrosanct, vestal So we raise Thee on a pedestal Mother of God Your faerytale breeds our ignorance Shroud my eyes With moist kisses Of mourning dew Religious mistress Lies No Christ adored ´neath love for life is a lie When millenia of "heretics" die Sacrosanct, vestal So we raise Thee on a pedestal Mother of God Your faerytale breeds our ignoranceDeus Ex Machina
Outstretched, bloodraped hands In the great halls of godfall As a scar in dreams of chaos Lower planes are the future dogma A sun of chrome arises When in the house of Babylon Death is paid and death is truly laid Mechanize the black of our minds Proud race in paradise (utopia) In which the saints of steel won´t see the plight Dreams already dreamed Dead, dead Afterglow of a weary mind Lustruous requiem Of a thousand horns Inject me with God´s poison (Samael) The lost forgive their blood Heavy, acidic clouds roll Roll past a nevergreen life Complete the cycle And behold a new Lazarus Regressus ad uterum... Rise to new heights Poor child of modern corporealism When a man turns to a machine And machine is uplifted to a status of God Only red led lights glow On an infrared alley of sounds That make colours of datastreams Biolinks of conciousness Are entwined together by A cosmic net of mechanized distortion Semi-Gods of industry breathe and seethe In their own cesspool of radiation and pollution Are we becoming God Or an extinct race The machine decides Deus Ex MachinaPassion Et Resurrection
Sanctus Vagina Toying with the filaments of Ego Gently subdued as a King´s pawn I assume my position and drool Sanctus Phallus A shadow cast on quivering wings I am a blood-machine clad in black rubber Subjugators devoid of skin Caress my anatomy with chains I float to every cardinal point A lump of ecstatic flesh Supernova of the King I arrive in a downpour of sperm I am a cosmic orgasm I am God´s sex machine