This evening the moon dreams more lazily As some fair woman, lost in cushions deep With gentle hand caresses listlessly The contour of her breasts before she sleeps On velvet backs of avalanches soft She often lies enraptured as she dies And gazes on white visions aloft Which like a blossoming to heaven rise When sometimes on this globe, in indolence She lets a secret tear drop down, by chance A poet, set against oblivion Takes in his hand this pale and furtive tear This opal drop where rainbow hues appear And hides it in his breast far from the sun
I did taste their only dream As denial is still unborn Secrets beyond those dethroned walls And echoes of a martyr's scream Deterrent vibrates the allurements face As my barque drowns toward conquest Don't quieten the elder's tears For they've forseen our past Covered lies our remembrance As symbols turn to dust I won't dance I won't dance I won't dance within despair I won't dance The elder's orient Journey into a wicked world My body beneath the skies Erotic wishes, my heart has failed Incalculable is the surface's breath Paralyzed form - the ring of death Steps on the stairs to my silent ecstacy Caress of the mental space Thrones of fake life (Gods) didn't you believe my earthbound call? Eternal addition towards those eyes Slipping into the hidden sun Intoxicated by an endless fall
is it addiction to prevail or mute marble words my heart. coarse and fallen into the sand oblivion into grief millenniums perish pillars of desire therefore I have seen meurt et seduction des comptes morbides tasting rhetoric hate an attraction verified fall of luster and fake caresses mundane beggars costume of death a purified doctrine and communal repentance my mortalized quest the enigma still unborn oceans of grime and stone shores of wasted might soaring remains forfeit my visionary dream wings of lust temptation and fame temples of prowess left a man among ruins caress into oblivion
Ce soir la Lune reve avec plus de paresse Ainsi qu'ne beaute sur de nombreux coussins Qui d'ne main discrete et legere caresse Avant de s'endormir le contour de ses seins Sur le dos satine, des molles avalanches Mourante elle se livre aux longues pamoisons Et promene ses yeux sur les visions blanches Qui montent dans l'azur comme des floraisons Quand parfois sur ce globe en sa longueur oisive Elle laisse filer une larme furtive Un poete pieu ennemi du sommeil Dans le creux de sa main prend cette larme pale Aux reflets urizes comme un fragment d'opale Et l'amener de son corps loin des yeux du Soleil
Sleep brings no joy to me Remembrance never dies My soul is given to misery And lives in sighs ... The shadows of the dead, My waken eyes may never see, Surround my bed That from which they sprung - eternity
Beneath the turf The silent dead
Sleep brings no wish to knit My harrassed heart beneath My only wish is to forget In the sleep of death Death is my joy I long to be at rest I wish the damp earth covered This desolate brest
Beneath the mould The silent dead
But the glad eyes around us Must weep as we have done And we must see the same gloom Eclipse their morning sun
Oh not for them - Should we despair The grave is drear - But they're not there Their dust is mingled - With the sod Their pale souls - Are gone, to god
Well, may they live in ecstasy Their long eternity of joy At least I wouldn't bring them down With me to weep, to groan And what's the future A sea beneath the cloudless sun A mighty, glorious, dazzling sea Stretching into infinity
Introduction Rex lrae ... Dream Encounter King Wrath: "You ..." Dream Voice: "... have joined your father's feast Those who saw: Essence or fall Floods of dramatic silence And words, from whom we don't know" Overture King Wrath: "Let me dream ... Flee from false ... I have tasted the weight of lust My hands on the skein of height" Dream Voice: "... A pallid death Mirage into dark The horizons echo your glance Following a detractive sleep" I am the wrath beneath the heavens The downfall's monologue Fallen into the vision of effect Quiet as gods can be Orgies of fear lnbreeding and death I have walked Carthagia's sands l've touched those buried walls I am the ... All mortal is love? Remembrance has won Breathing glorified innonce Quiescence has died therefore I am the ... Remembrance I King Wrath: "We stood before the portals of Babylon And saw it's petrified fall We tasted the wine of Persepolis, As mute as our era's breath" Dream Voice: "... Have seen your decline's symbols But carried another life Death was never a fragment of Exalting fantasy ..." Remembrance III
King Wrath: "This last region - Last of fire Orgasmic cries - Tears and words Wrath and strenght - Oh, gods! For you! Before the throne ... - Death" Overture: Final King Wrath: "Fright and praise A faded light Intimate rests my book Unwritten what seems true I am the ..." Dream Voice: "Art of might! You remaining king Take your predesessor's hand You son of my Jade gift ... I am the ..."
The pyramids tremble, darken the sun, (the) sky tums red They reached the wall of no return (and the) breeze has stopped Who wore the crown will never be known - might is broken For all we'll drown into the sand - what will remain?
Inverted horizons, denied truth and blinded eyes The titans arise, the monuments fall, we cannot halt Wishful pleads at last came true, some always knew The clouds burn - or is it fire? ... the gods wince
Human pride and megalomania, the titans watched it all The trace led to nowhere, wrath had to come As ushers at the gates, to ecstasy and excess AII turn their backs, they won't give us any rest
(The) fires won't redeem, illuminated's the night - the eternal summer When they came high from the sphere on shrieking wings... Now they're trapped to the ground, to heat and dust And the eye is glowing above...
Once prayed to my gods, searching for the whistled memories Empty eyes are staring now, to my feet a land of sorrow I'm the king, sitting in the dark, hiding from the shadows of the wind Wafts of might, wine of fire, I was called to taste
Silver horses brought us here, to the edge of the universe We left the falling walls as the stars' collapse began Now I rest on the highest steps, revealed the eternal frontier As I gaze from the Jewel Throne to the portal of infinity
Fallen have the "chosen ones", debris remain in the dust Far behind, beyond the sands, the wind sings to those who fell Forever now, my hands laid down the poisoned weapons I will pray to my gods, searching for the mysteries
Burning in a hell made of my own Looking for the you I once knew Your love is hanging over me Like a big black cloud of misery Oh mother I beg of you to set me free Now, like the tempting snake of old She has seduced my very soul She took my rib she stole my heart And hid it in her bosom's warmth Oh mother hallowed be thy name For u give birth to us in pain Maybe I'm Adam with a paradise lost Or maybe I'm Abel, maybe I'm not But as sure as hell I know that I'll be chain Wasting love and my life again Oh woman of sorrow, you guide me on into caverns, where I do not belong Out of your womb, onto the earth Oh mother of my life, please give me birth Oh mother of pain, please let me go For you must reap what you have sown Oh mother, my mother yes I know The name of my bride is sorrow