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Blasphemous Blood
03:50
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Can you, children of Cain,
Perceive this deep-rooted pain?
It grows, and grows into delirium!
You can be sure,
It's going to drag us through
The truthful mirror of anger.
But I know one day we'll blow
Our padded cell down,
Singing:
Now we can see
Aurora.
Now we can sing:
“Hail to Aurora”.
Get behind me, Satan,
You faker!
Drown yourself in this deep green blood.
Get behind me, Christ,
You fool!
Hang yourself on this blood-red cross.
Now we can see
Aurora.
Now we can sing:
“Hail to Aurora”.
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2. |
Tender Wolf
03:15
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Now I feel I'm bad enough
To stand the sight of midnight.
And if I close my eyes,
I can feel the grinding
Teeth of my crimes.
I'm bad enough
To feel the existence soaking
Through my skin, through the coffins
Of the loved ones
Who guard my
Wretched life.
But I still haven't found
My loneliness.
But I still haven't found
My loneliness.
So I have no choice:
I have to howl.
Now I feel I'm bad enough
To stand the sight of midnight.
And if I close my eyes,
I can feel the grinding
Teeth of my
Wretched life.
But I still haven't found
My loneliness.
But I still haven't found
My loneliness.
So I have no choice:
I have to howl.
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3. |
The Beast
03:39
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Flay me, dear,
And make a flying carpet
Out of my skin.
Take flight,
Rejoice, and don't look down.
Look at the moon.
My voice will reach you,
It will wrap you up, it will be
Your cloak of sound.
They'll hang me on a cross,
But you'll see me again through the flames
Of the everlasting stars.
That's all, dear,
And all is dead.
Hold your knife and thrust it
Into my back.
I will rise again.
You'll be the beauty in the sky,
I'll be the beast in the fen.
I'll rise from my grave.
They will chase me once again,
But I'll reach you and I'll crave
Mercy,
Mercy,
Mercy,
Through the flames
Of the everlasting stars.
So flay me, dear,
And make a flying carpet
Out of my skin.
Take flight,
Rejoice and don't look down.
Look at the moon.
My voice will reach you,
It will wrap you up, it will be
Your cloak of sound.
They'll hang me on a cross,
But you'll see me again through the flames
Of the everlasting stars.
That's all, dear,
And all is dead.
Hold your knife and thrust it
Into my back.
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4. |
Pilgrimage
02:18
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Blue dust flies
Through this sleepy town.
(I think I have
Been here before...).
Glimpses of lust run
Through the veins of history.
(I think I know
This drowsy shore...).
Blue fireflies
Devour my sleepy eyes.
(Hold this hand,
My faithful friend).
They used to be
My tears at night.
(I see you now
'Cause I've lost my sight)
And I left town,
And I did not look back.
I crossed the bridge,
And I did not look down.
And now there's no more time
To see above the clouds.
Now there's no more time to see at all.
And I left town,
And I did not look back.
I crossed the bridge,
And I did not look down.
And now there's no more time
To see above the clouds.
Now there's no more time to see at all.
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5. |
Chalk Mother
03:50
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Milky faces
Floating in the highway, pale red
Lunar beams,
Wounds of my mysterious, mystic
Pilgrimage
Through the nerves of your neon sight.
Oh, will you let me
Feed on your breast of chalk?
I need you now,
Now that my face is yours.
Pale red face
Floating in the Milky Highway,
Lunar Wounds,
Beams of my masochistic
Mystery,
At the sight of your neon nerves.
Oh, will you let me
Feed on your breast of chalk?
I need you now,
Now that my face is yours
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6. |
The Star Of David
05:15
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This smell of tainted blood
Comes from my brain.
I guess it's time to drain my skull,
And penetrate the Void inside of it.
I need to free my ego from the blame,
Just to claim:
“The blame does not
Lie with us!”
Light me, father,
And I'll burn like a sun.
Raise me, mother.
Every man's a star.
So I put my hands against
This filthy sidewall,
Throwing up my tainted faith,
My bloody fate, to celebrate my god.
'Cause I need to free my ego from the pain,
Just to claim:
“The pain did not
Throw us down!”
Light me, father,
And I'll burn like a sun.
Raise me, mother
Every man's a star.
Oh, and let this mind explode...
“Aurora in our eyes”.
Oh, and let this body crawl...
“Aurora in our eyes”.
But let me sleep ‘till dawn...
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7. |
Virtual Alchemical Blues
03:25
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How weird this time is!
Should I wake up?
Should I get out of here?
Come and see with my eyes
Those sulphureous stars,
Those mercurial stripes.
How weird this space is!
Should I get out of here?
Should I reach my thoughts?
Come and feel with my senses
Those sulphureous eyes,
Those mercurial irises
In the sky.
Come and slip into my wonderworld
And hold my hand.
I won't ever let you out
Again, my friend.
Come and slip into my wondermind
And hold me tight.
We will be alone together.
How weird your glance is!
Should I wake up?
Should I reach my thoughts?
Come and feel with my mind
Those sulphureous stars,
Those mercurial irises
In the sky.
Come and slip into my wonderworld
And hold my hand.
I won't ever let you out
Again, my friend.
Come and slip into my wondermind
And hold me tight.
We will be alone together.
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8. |
Faith
04:22
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Tonight,
I'll reach the moon.
It's time, tonight, to penetrate
Into her womb.
It's not time to ask the silver fox:
“What should I do?”
I'll do it this time. It's time. Tonight,
I'll reach the moon.
Even if my face should crumble...
Even if I should crawl like a phantom...
Even if I should fall...
Tonight,
I'll reach the moon.
It's time, tonight, to penetrate
Into her womb.
It's not time to ask the silver fox:
“What should I do?”
I'll do it this time. It's time. Tonight,
I'll reach the moon.
Even if my face should crumble...
Even if I should crawl like a phantom...
Even if I should fall
Down,
Down,
Down,
Down,
Down,
Down,
Down,
Down,
Down,
Tonight,
I'll reach the moon.
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