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Lacrimae rerum EP
Shadows
What’s it for, this draining tension?
Trying to go on as all hopes fade
As we suffocate we have the time
To regret our life
Was it worth this apprehension?
A palliative for this bleak parade
As we agonize we have the chance
To recall our strife
Con la fuggita luce, morirono i colori
E piú non appartiene il vivere
Che a rincorse di spettri
Il pensiero nei ricordi s'affoga
E il passo mi accompagna solo l'ombra
As life wipes us out we are grateful for
The Last Supper’s crumbs
Caress her scented hair sweetly
Bedew’d with bitter tears
Feel warmth receding discreetly
As light just disappears
Was it worth all the pain
Just to see it all dead?
Do you deserve other than disdain
And thorns on your head?
Doom Soldier
Dark waters and the glow of the moon
I will come and it will be soon
Bright stars and the heat of the sun
I’m riding - you’ll be the one
Soft snow flakes immaculate
We’ll embrace and it won’t be late
Come rain or come shine
I will come and make you mine
Pìkná noc, jasná - v tento èas
Mrtví s živými chodí zas;
A nežli zvíš, jsou tobì blíž -
Má milá, nic se nebojíš?
My bride my cherished friend
My dearest companion
From Sheol into life I came
With my fellow daimonion
We loved each other into oblivion
Now we suffer this grievous disunion
Beloved one, I await your lure
Bring life to this death I endure
My groom, my dear and sole
My sweetest companion
From life into Sheol lead me
To your fellow daimonion
We loved each other into oblivion
There shall be no more pain in this
Precious reunion
Silence
What is life if not a ship about to sink
Flamboyant garden of deep hidden distress
Death shrouded in a charming evening dress
Dispensing suave drops of this absinthe drink
And still I strive to find a meaning
For this fragile and hopeless feeling
All is crushed to dust and no one
Can prevent it
It’s rooted in life’s nature
No wonder and no lie
God’s little honey creature
Even she is bound to die
Was it a dream of a dream - all too real
Coming from lone distant lands
Is there something wrong with these hands
That held you once but lost you oh my dear
Your marred construction
It’s torn from side to side
From the smallest cracks
You still keep silent
And pitch black is the night
Can’t even see your tracks
Chimeras
The winter came unlooked for and took it all
The cold wind came unasked for and froze it all
He stood still among marble statues white
Thinking he would as ever pass the night
They lay ’neath his mighty stare
Still so young and unaware
Of life’s base plots and doubtful joys
Yet to him nothing but toys
Wondering just how to spare them
From suffering and final mayhem
The picture’s colours fade
They were left without aid
Ich kenne nichts Ärmeres
Unter der Sonn als euch, Götter!
Ihr nähret kümmerlich
Von Opfersteuern
Und Gebetshauch
Eure Majestät...
Und darbtet, wären
Nicht Kinder und Bettler
Hoffnungsvolle Toren.
Ich dich ehren? Wofür?
Hast du die Schmerzen gelindert
Je des Beladenen?
Hast du die Tränen gestillet
Je des Geängsteten?
At Memory’s Gate
Early and late
I watch and wait
At Memory’s Gate
As I peer through
Friends I once knew
Throng the dim view
They seem so near
I almost hear
The words they say
O moments rare!
Dear Vision fair!
Loved ones are there!
Some day I know
That I shall go
To where they dwell
‘Till then? Ah! Well
Early and late
I'll watch and wait
At Memory’s Gate
Not much was left
From heinous theft
Of beauty bereft
That brittle grace
That brief embrace
Alles ist tot
And still at night
When abject light
Softens its plight
Your arms in sight
As summer dies fast
I’m happy at last
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