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Eva

29. května 2007 v 15:34 | Ëlon |  Nightwish
Eva
Nightwish nalezli svou novou zpěvačku je jí švédka Anette Olzon
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7 days to the wolves-Ukázka :P
Master passion greed-Ukázka :P
Amaranth-Ukázka
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Kdyby něco nešlo stačí říct ;)

The antidote

27. května 2007 v 22:25 Moonspell

In And Above Men

The fury of waters
Revolving still,
Your voices are silences
When they speak through me.
To the crossroads
We are turning our backs
And in each of you wounds
I will plant a seed of belief

In and above Men

The End which is ours
Unclear still,
The thirst growing stronger
And you still won't believe:
Someday we'll come out of our dreams,
And through the eyes you now close
The immense light of the Deep

In and above Men

The fury of Human
Revolting still.
Will we be together?
Finally.
In the crossroad
You gave me your back
And through each of your wounds
You'll bleed the light over me

Bleeding the skies all over me




From Lowering Skies

Diurnal shall be your redemption.
The last of spirits now leaves your body.
We all act as if You are not there.
Seeing is not believing

Possessional, your communication.
What gets inside us the moment we are born?
What was that descending?
From lowering skies

I am no One
The centre of Universe
What got inside you?
The moment you were born.
Could you see Him descending,
Descending Supreme
From lowering skies.




Everything Invaded

From the soul to its waste,
The Common hates his evil twin.
Everything invaded
In its simplicity

How did you get inside me?

Still all fascinated,
Invaded by everything.

In the first morning light
The touch of death covering skies,
Everyhting invaded
(and) All the fears inspired

How did you get inside me?

Still all celebrated
Invaded by everything

Everything so full
In the lives I have taken with Me.
All our moments wasted
All is getting in.

Still all violated
Divided by everything

And all the grace disturbed.
All existence false.
All your dead generations!
I am a son of yours and I am coming back.

Everything invaded
In its finality.
Tell me will it hurt
When you get outside of me?

Everything is breaking.
Why have we ever stopped here?
Everything invaded
I am a son of yours
And I am giving up.

Everything invaded
Invaded by everything




The Southern Deathstyle

The silver bullet - so earthly fast.
Forever Rope - so hard to find.
The silver bullet - so earthly thrashed.
Forever Rope - symbol of Trust.

The mandrake's root, your restless lover.
The Morning blade, first to awake.
The morning shame that you can't take.
The Mandrake's root. In venenum veritas...

The silver bullet. The Southern Deathstyle.
Forever Rope - forever tied.
The mandrake's pill - your magic route to nowhere.
The morning breaks - it's lunar still...

The Elements all moulded together.
A family whose name is Death.
The Elements in circlefear.
Bullet, Root, Blade and Rope
All hold so dear!




Antidote

Here is to Fear
For keeping us alert.
And here is to Sleep
For making understand.

- here's to the crowning roots
(placing us nowhere).
- here's to the laughable wings
(taking us nowhere).

Here's to the Eve
Of the Day which will never come.
And here's to Retreat
To ease the pain.

Here's to Resistance
(laughing at ourselves)
Here's to Defeat
- how dare you come so late?

The cup is empty
Shall be filled no more
And all the thirsty
Can now approach...

The antidote.




Capricorn At Her Feet

Snowbird, ablaze and hurt.
Brighter, fearless, just like a runaway.
Princess never-a-smile.
Oh, child! What makes you try?
Crying and sobbing
You greet the other day

She who never touches ground.

Spreading an eclipse.
Where never the sun shines,
At her feet.

Frostbite, Astray, Will, Faith.
Haunting, hunting ,she rules the game.
Twin soul you are always a strange.
Nothing ever makes you afraid?
Promising, threatening.
She looks the other way

She who never touches ground.

Spreading an eclipse.
Where never the sun shines
At her feet.

Starlike, but never to be counted.
Look at your hands, child!
Destinies grow back to them.

Daughter sun
With nothing to say.
Never a fullmoon
Just the sickening ray.

Prudent.
In tears hiding,
No water shed.
The sign of the Cross
Will take you to bed.

In Capricorn.

Spreading an eclipse
May never the sun shine
At her feet



Lunar Still

The Principles firmly confused.
Shake them awake. The circles vicious.
All full of wishes.

The vapours which invite us in.
In hope we bring the final piece.
Afrais of what it means.

The icy patterns ascending dead.
As I decide to stay.
And cover with shadows my comeback way.

I look outside and it's lunar still.



A Walk On The Darkside

Now you dream inside
Her sleep of death.
You get to keep your soul
Until she claims it back.

A darkness without end.
Morning was drained.
Here comes the rain.

And on the other side,
All is dark again.
And the dark walls
At your side again.

And you walk
The darkside again.

You are the dream inside
Her sleep of death.
And as I move through her soul
I'll find you hiding in there:

The darkness with no end.
With a light of herself.
No one can forget.

And on the other side
All is dark again
And the dark walls
At your side again.

And you walk
The darkside again.

May you walk the darkside again.

And you walk
The darkside again.




Crystal Gazing

Starts as a feeling pure,
This vitreous second sight
Without hallucinating, hating,
Captive of a future bright

Fortune telling-
Honours for madmen only!
Through the looking glass,
And when the glass looks back.

Why is everything to be denied?
That could make life a little bright.

Horrors guessing, exceptional,
Through details all revived.
Aligned in the death wish prismal
The crystal gazing - silver Eye.

We are the feeble standing
Before the Great Awakening.
The livestock roaming,
Counting the seconds to
Our Second Coming.

Why is everything to be denied?
That could make life a little bright.

Through the looking glass,
And when the glass looks back:
Yourself as a fraud.




As We Eternally Sleep On It

The seed of Men,
From trees now freezing.
All silevered leaves
With messages written

The Imitators
In sequences bright.
All perpetraitors
In cahins of gold.

From the Wait we got our hearts so wet.
The Legend rains our drops of sweat.
Sweet all the Season. The crop is Death.
Reaped on the Rush. You hate yourself.

The best of Men,
Through racks now stumbling.
Learning the blind walk.
All apprentices.

The fierest Men,
In sheep's clothing,
Have bor exhausted
To everything.

And yes we all believe in Madness.
We are being born at the sound of Ends.
And yes we all belive in cruelty
We breed it out so easily.

It used to be the pride of Men,
Now a flame put out by the cold in his hand.

And yes we all have signed the pacts.
We knew so well nothing was left.
And yes we still believe in Beauty
As we eternally sleep on it.

The last of Men
All hide in here
Domesticated by everything

What's left of the Man
I had within,
Now gone forever
The Beast sets in.

And yes we all believe in Fury.
When nothing else is supposed to be.
Consumed are now all the rewards,
As we eternally...

Darkness and hope

27. května 2007 v 22:21 Moonspell

Darkness and Hope So this is
the exemplar deathstyle
you told me about;
you want my seed in
is this the treason
I bare the fame from?
my fatal freedom;
the omniswansong

I carry the news of Darkness and hope

So this is
the underworld
you have in your heart;
you hide in your room

I´m so sorry to say
it only makes me laugh

I carry the news of Darkness and hope

So here I have-your act of love
within the poison-of your every word
each night you stay in-each night I will have to run
knowing from darkness and hope
there is no return.

I carry the news of darkness and hope.

dedicated to the small great people of Saboia, Alentejo, Portugal.
Hang, rope, silver bullet,magic pill,mandrake´s root. The southern deathstyle




Firewalking Help me fall from grace
need you to be Incomplete
I am the impostor at your feet
is it your first time
or have you been tempted before
downward into the pulsing life
laying below

try firewalking inside of Me
when everything (else) falls apart

won´t you fall from grace
I am at a wingbeat
from my retreat
is it your first time or have you been tempted before
downward into the pulsing secret
laying below

try firewalking inside of Me
when everything (else) falls apart




Nocturna High heels of crystal
stuck in the heart
daylight that heals
the fullmoon scars
Spider strategy
and the wish to be
at one with me
throughout the fright

It is so real
So full of light
(when)Nocturna steals the night

Sister of cain
all our breed slain
the youthful oath
is still the same
le mal de vivre
that never ends
but the hunt (for you) goes on
throughout the night

It is so real
So full of light
(when) Nocturna steals the night




Heartshaped Abyss Never resist
The firewalker
He has been sent
To educate you
never look back
at the great Deep
and never dance to
that curse he sings

Never resist
The life long Pessimist
he is the leader
and not the enemy
My heart complete
put to destroy you
my darkness is obsolete
please let me follow you

And when we meet there
Into the Heartshaped abyss
you´ll scar my your kiss
and when we meet there


into the heartshaped abyss
you´ll forgive me everything
scared away
get away

Never resist the firewalker
he has been sent to lay a curse on you
never look back;never resist
Liar I am ready to push you

And when we meet there
Into the Heartshaped abyss
you´ll scar my your kiss
and when we meet there
into the heartshaped abyss
you´ll forgive me everything
scared away
get away

Let´s get away from this world
to a place we are still beautiful



DevilRED She wears devil red

she sweats the poison
-all over her
keeps me quiet
-inside her storm
she has the method
-no other knows

red as the veins,she likes to swim in
floating so gently,through this human misery

She must be a part
Of a Highest Plan
Something I can´t understand

she wears devilRed

She´s selling a damned soul
To whoever pays the most
Her body-the cure
for all evil and good

red as the veins
she likes to swim in
floating so gently
through this human misery

She must be a part
Of the Highest Plan
Something I can´t understand

she wears devilRed

devilred




Ghostsong Outside the mythic Rains
let us know we are not insane
blood debts still to be paid
(instead)we celebrate the Stranger

Inside the mythic Pains are played
blood doubts are asked again
beware the answers you can not tame
(might)take you too far away

Say what you are
Come here to haunt you
Say what you will
I am going haunt you
And protect you

I am going hurt you

And if we survive this dawn
we wish we´d see the Day
die to comeback a single time
that face in the window
is never the same

Say what you are
Come here to haunt you
Say what you will
I am going haunt you
And protect you
I am going hurt you




Rapaces Eternal life runs so slow
while you play your lamentation show
eternal kisses are cold
why do you think they are beautiful?
Let the candles burn
And the stakes go through the soul

not all vampires suck blood
not all of them die for love

eternal life runs- so very slow
impossible-so very wrong wrong
final prayers are loud
how do you think that yours will sound?
not all romantic wounds


some of us are strong

not all vampires suck blood
not all of them die for love

eternal life runs so very slow
you are the star of my lamentation show
eternal kisses are gold
yes I think they are beautiful
let all candles burn
some of us are strong


not all vampires suck blood
not all of them die for love




Made of storm I am the flood
who drags the dirt
and lives on it
She is the soil
with whom I flirt
and rots with it
I am the flood
who purifies
I guess she calls Me
the Lord of Lies

when I´m inside her
feels like she is
made of Storm

I am the flood
who likes the dirt
and sleeps with it
she is the soil
with whom I flirt
she rots within
I am the flood
who purifies
She does not know
she´s fucking with
the Lord of Lies

when I´m inside her
feels like she is
made of Storm




How we became Fire How we became Fire?
slaves to the smaller Desire
of ignoring wrong and right

when we could have been water
the shape of all things
the end of all things

burning with you
at once the grace
and the curse

how we became Fire?
when we could have been earth
the ground you sleep,rest in

when we could have been air
follow you everywhere

burning with you
at once the grace
and the curse

how we became Fire ?
slaves to the greater Desire
of enlighten you and I
of saving you and I




Than the Serpents in my Arms "Dorme, dorme meu menino
dorme no mar dos sargaços
que mais vale o mar a pino
que as serpentes nos meus braços�
-Mário Cesáriny

And when all life as you know it
-fails
all ghostlike lips taste just the
-same
What better comfort can you find
Than the serpents in my arms

Sleep, sleep now my child
In the sea of crystal Trouble
For better is the violent sigh
Than all that you leave behind

In your eyes a dark so subtle
Tells you walk, but never fly
To leave us all behind

And when all life as you know it
-fails
all ghostlike lips taste just the
-same
What better comfort can you find
Than the serpents in my arms

Down, down terrible child
To look at it is a sin
For better is to hold that smile
Than all that you leave behind

In your eyes a mark so subtle
Tells you walk, but never fly
To leave us all behind

And when all life as you know it
-fails
all ghostlike lips taste just the
-same
What better comfort can you find
Than the serpents in my arms




Mr. Crowley

Mr. Crowley, what went on in your head
Mr. Crowley, did you talk with the dead
Your life style to me seemed so tragic
With the thrill of it all
You fooled all the people with magic
You waited on Satan's call
Mr. Charming, did you think you were pure
Mr. Alarming, in nocturnal rapport
Uncovering things that were sacred manifest on this Earth
Conceived in the eye of a secret
And they scattered the afterbirth

Mr. Crowley, won't you ride my white horse
Mr. Crowley, it's symbolic of course
Approaching a time that is classic
I hear maidens call
Approaching a time that is drastic
Standing with their backs to the wall
Was it polemically sent
l wanna know what you meant
I wanna know
I wanna know what you meant

The Butterfly Effect

27. května 2007 v 22:14 Moonspell

Soulsick I am only real at places I can not be

My right hand rebels and chops off the left
(the) hairy ape walks into stage
he tries to stay erect

the one who never slept
in order to be perfected
the arrogance of their hands
the joy of the regret

soulsick- good at things I never did

soulsick but skindeep, tense, frantic but relieved
soulsick but skindeep, tense, frantic but believed

I am only real at places I can not be
Dead liquid vigilant
Implanted into my sleep

The one who never slept
The one who stays erect
The one who is perfect
The one I do reject


soulsick but skindeep, tense, frantic but relieved
soulsick but skindeep, tense, frantic but believed

soulsick- good at things I never did

I am only real at places I can not be

Soulsick but skindeep
I´m not real, just believed in

Soulsick but skindeep
Not real, just believe it




The butterfly fx When I move
You move with me
I feed off you
You feast on me

And what I see
You can not see
That when I move
You move with me

Where´s this small
dead hand that creeps me
I am biting it to its very bone
Collapsing with everything new on me
until it gets so very old

And what I see
You can not see
That when I move
You move with me

There is this third body
spinning fast
reducing me
into a relapse
with its criplled flaps
slow motion dims
sweetly parasited
by butterfly wings

And what I see
You can not see
That when I move
You move with me

All that is old is new again
(To be) each other spies
we´re condemned
Everything is everywhere
The butterfly effect

And what I see
You can not see
I will have to kill you
Before you kill me




Can't bee Can´t bee your lover
Can´t bee that loveless
Can´t bee that healing rope , or anything
Can´t bee without you, the one or the other
Can´t even bee what you are for me
Can´t even bee your final solution
I hope I was your final pollution

Can´t bee your motion
Can´t bee that frozen
Can´t be those limbs you miss, or everything
Can´t bee the apocalypse, one or the other
Can´t live your life for you and for me

Can´t even bee your final pollution
I wish I was the heartbeat of your destruction

Can´t bee like you
Can´t bee that hateful
Can´t bee that cross to bridge, or just that thing
Can´t bee the insect stroke, the distracted love
Don´t dare to bee what you are for me

Can´t even bee your absolution
I pace at the rhythm of your consumption



Lustmord Whatever haunts me from birth on
is leaking white blood again
it is sickening my heart
while I divide yours in two

Lustmord- (I will) never stop to hurt you
Lustmord- (I will) never stop to love you

I will never stop to hurt you
Now that I have you with me
So close together in one body


I feel so safe but what about you ?,

the soft, sweet wound of normalcy
is sweating white blood again
I am fingering every inch of it
grateful for who I am

you´re my interruption
my crossroad of just one way
my object without a function
but so mine anyway

unpredictable- when I kiss it burns
irresistible- as a crowd of only one
I am so addicted and you are so down
You are nailed forever to my sense of lust

Lustmord- (I will) never want to stop you
Lustmord- (I will) never try to stop you




Selfabuse On my knees now
I´ll inflict myself
some real love
On my knees now
I´ll choke myself
in troubled love
On my knees now
I´ll purge myself
of real love
On my knees now
I swear, I know nothing
of that troubled love

Have me, have me, have me, never waste (the good) in me.
Watch me, watch me,wach me, but never try to be me.

I am a man again
through self abuse
improving myself
Through self abuse

On my knees now
I`ll end myself
through real love
On my knees now
I´ll reveal myself
in troubled blood.

Waste me,waste me,waste me, never try to beat me.

I am a man again
through self abuse
improving myself
Through self abuse

I am seeing someone
Sneaking through
my troubled blood�
I am feeling someone
Starving for my troubled love�

Self abuse. Never try to compete with me.




I am eternal spectator The eternal stimulator
Of things that never come

I am the eternal spectator

The eternal ruminator
Of things better left alone

Watching over you
Sometimes inside of you

The eternal dictator
Of your perpetual distraction
The eternal collector
Of things that were never done
The eternal agitator
Of a war you never fought
The eternal demonstrator
Until you prove me wrong

Watching over you
Sometimes inside of you
Watching over you
Long-dead inside of you.




The solitary vice I will manipulate you
Until it becomes a vice
I will dispose of you
Until it becomes a vice
Let me exxagerate you
Distort you from inside out
love you by different rules
fuck you up to your soul
I will pretend I love you
To know what is like
Then come in my own mouth
To feel what is like
Let me desecrate you
Spit you when I´m down
Let me banalize you
Until you are adored

Open your heart
Half-devoured
All that I want
Is your strange kind of power
Open your heart
Half-devoured
All that I need
Is your strange kind of power

I will insist on you
Until you become the Truth
I will decay with you
Until you become the Ruin
Let me celebrate here
Now that nothing is left of you
Let me celebrate now
Here´s nothing left of you

Open your heart
Half-devoured
All that I want
Is your strange kind of power
Open your heart
Half-devoured
All that I need
Is your strange kind of power


I will dispose of you.I will manipulate you
I will discard of you but I will believe in you



Disappear here You can disappear- here
Without knowing it
You can disappear- here
Without believing it
Leave me alone. Take me with you.
Bring me apart. a part from you.

Inject your soul
With a miligram of false hope
Write your last loath song

Disappear here.



Adaptables To live is to collaborate
All the spineless people
won´t capitulate
Will walk again
Will evacuate
And stimulate

And they will wait for the Man
With that ridicolous fairy hand
To work on their lives
And to re-adjust their faith

All the spineless people
Will walk again
Will agitate
And ejaculate

A great act of Sex will be lived here
We will call it The Great and Only Shame
We will make love to ourselves
And tomorrow we will make the same

All the Insect actors
Want to participate
Will perform again
Will dissociate
And fabricate

And they will wait for the Director
With that apocalyptic Lizard Head
To review their births
And invert their pains

All the Insect actors
(really) want to participate
Will perform again
Will imitate
And simulate

An emergency will be staged6
We will call it The Great Accident
We will act as someone else
The very ones we learnt to hate

All of us the ultra-Human
Wish to associate
will hesitate
will adequate
and collaborate.

A great act of Free Will will be lived here
They already call it the Golden Age
We will adapt and celebrate
But we will perish just the same



Angelizer The lunar backbone stands straight and alert for a last time
The mammal feathers are revamped just for this last night
Mouthless children are breastfed with their own words
The essence of their souls escaping through their giant bones
you will be paralyzed
made to be believed
broken inside to survive
and to watch over me

archangel- of no use and no form
archangel- suffocating alone

multiple wounds reach the heat of an absolute zero
the eaten fluids, the flesh of the conventional hero
Heavenly levels on a full blast of pleasure but minimum pain
Injected wings rip backflesh and go inside again
Mouthless children suffocate
with their ancient words,
their mud-dimensional world
lactating from their shrinking bones

you will be paralyzed
the corrupted seed
broken inside to survive
I will laugh at all this

archangel- with no use and no form
archangel- suffocating with blood

the eternal spectator stares at this and improvises
his holy centralbone always on a rise, always on a rise

archangel- of no use and no form
archangel- suffocating with words




Tired Maybe I am the man with those mythic two heads
one facing down, the other facing back
but I don´t know who I am
and you still don´t know who I am

Maybe I am the man with the legendary four hands
To finger, to heal, crave and strangulate
but I don´t know who I am
and you still don´t know who I am

I am exhausted of returning to a place I´ve never been
I am exhausted of returning from a place I´ve never been

Maybe I the man of the universal two words
The lie and the lie, the scorn and the scorn
You want to know how I am
To forgive me for what I am

I am exhausted of returning to a place I´ve never been
I am exhausted of returning from a place I´ve never been

I forgot who I am but I am too tired to be it
I forgot who I am but I am too tired to live it




O Mal De Cristo No caso do mal de Cristo, o primeiro sintoma é a morte.
Calcula-se que cem milho~es de pessoas morreram do mal de Cristo.
"Eu sou o caminho". Os efeitos especiais evoluiram muito desde Jesus.
Ora Cristo diz que se algum filho da puta te tirar metade da roupa que lhe de^s a outra metade.
Muitos tolos infelizes foram esmagados por pilhas de Litas seminus em luta.
Os Implacáveis do Perda~o.
Na~o há dúvida alguma, irma~os e irma~s, amor é a resposta.
Enfiai a vossa língua pela sua garganta abaixo,
Provai o que ele esteve a comer e abençoai a sua digesta~o
Deslizai para os seus intestinos e ajudai-o a trabalhar a comida.
De^-lhe o seu amor e terá a sua auréola-extensa~o.
Olhos por toda a parte, no seu televisor, no quarto, no banho.
Milhares de irma~os metediços que te cheiram,ouvem, ve^em, dia e noite.
Milhares de irma~os metediços que te cheiram,ouvem, ve^em, dia e noite.
Milhares de irma~os metediços que te cheiram,ouvem, ve^em, dia e noite.
Milhares de irma~os metediços que te cheiram,ouvem, ve^em, dia e noite.
Milhares de irma~os metediços que te cheiram,ouvem, ve^em, dia e noite.
Milhares de irma~os metediços que te cheiram,ouvem, ve^em, dia e noite.
Milhares de irma~os metediços que te cheiram,ouvem, ve^em, dia e noite.
Milhares de irma~os metediços que te cheiram,ouvem, ve^em, dia e noite.

Sin/Pecado

27. května 2007 v 22:07 Moonspell
Slow Down!
Slow down! God can hear you

HandMadeGod
For that viper that grows inside your head
she remains there waiting to be fed
self made parasite speculating about the end
Can you forgive her?
Back into the womb of this holy woman
else pregnant of an entire breed
of men afraid to create, to take place and to proceed
Can you forgive them ?
They promised me a miracle
a private god for me to hold
Can you forgive me?
They promised me a miracle
someone to really love
Can you forgive me ?
Your handmade god
is back into your womb
Is it right to indulge on an ecstasy
of creating a god that sees what I see,
looks exactly like me ,rather what I wanted to be
Can you forgive me?
For that viper that grew inside my head
for having betrayed you so well
can you forgive me ?
They promised me a miracle
when all my crimes will be just one
but now is gone
They promised me a miracle.
Back to your womb it feels so cold.

2econd skin
Crawl me into your second skin
and teach me everything
Through your eyes a voyeur
Through your veils of a visionaire
talk to me about those things
not other soul would care.
Outcast all the colours that I still have
Camouflage me so I can fall and stand
somewhere between an underrated angel
and all those citizens marked with an X. Sex.
Tissue apart and right to the heart
teach me the wonders of your moral blade
so I can stand still while you have to kill
all that was yours before and now has to fade away
Draw me the fine line between religion and crime
You are one more son of God you can never be wrong
but aren't we all?
As we sit and wait
for the serpent to bite our very own tail.
As I sit and wait
for the serpent to bite my very own tail.


abYsmo
Men with both roots and wings
they tie us down and ask us to leave
they are teachings unheard, they are bodies on smoke
Men with both roots and wings
at a singular voice we moan
our teachings mislead, our teachings like smoke
we sleep between the storm that was
and the storm which has to come
We've learnt to learn everywhere
and the very own nature has taught us to wait
difference does sound like sin ,equality reliefs
and that fame ryhmes with hate yet everything is fair
on the intervals of your death
misguided demons or forthcoming heroes
each one with an important name
nothing else than an important name.
Men with both roots and wings
at a certain time we are one
our litlle tricks, our innocence stubborn
Men with just little wings, men with just little minds
Men with just little eyes, men with just little deeds
sleeping between the storm that was
and the wind which fails to come (and finally)
blow us away.


Flesh
have you ever loved a woman
who instead of give or trade
has seduced you with a trade
have you ever loved this man ?


Magdalene
Have you ever loved a woman
who should be that little intruder
in the one that you should be
Share the snake with us,
swallow the snake for us...
Have you ever loved a woman
who instead of give or take
would seduce you with a trade
Share the snake with us,
swallow the snake for us...
You have learnt heaven through impure lips
so different from what you have been told
so different from what you have seen
and now that you learnt you will have to release
the tender arms of a woman
which would have strangled you to let you live
you will have to elect the fainting arms of this cross
which are just killing you to let you live...
Share the snake with us,
follow the snake with us...


Vulture Culture (Gloria Domine)
yes, everyone has a price
why is everyone so suprised ?
and there is always a claw
at the end of each hand
they strecht down to help you
strecht down to hurt you
look at me and see your child
learn from your little girl
as she suicides once more
and then you have failed to be there
too involved in tuning the world's daily lecture
on the vulture culture
Everything has its price
is everyone satisfied ?
Let me show you my sex
at the palm of each hand
it goes back and protects you
it ends up fucking you
just tune me once more
and just try me once more
just turn me on
just tune me once more
just try me once more
just drive me once more
just turn me on
just tune me once more
sell me out, sell me out, sell me out, sell me...
Yes, everyone has a price
Yes, everything is a prize
Let me show you my suprise,
let me show you my suprise
does it turn you on to keep on tuning on this vulture culture ?
VC- are you satisfied ?
Let ME show YOU my suprise...

E666u666r666o666t666i666c666A (a hell of a place)
Let me welcome you to that special place
where EVERYONE is YOURS
and YOU are EVERYONE'S
Let me welcome you to that special place
where EVERYONE is SANE
Let me welcome you to that special place
where YOU are EVERYONE'S
Let me welcome you to that special place
where you read SHARING instead of HAVING
where you always see TWO when you see ONE
Let me welcome you to that special place
where YOU are EVERYONE
Let us spare you the GRIEF
that to BE YOURSELF might bring
You are here to be AMUSED maybe confused or misused
to be a living METAPHOR of this MODERN, great swing
Just DRINK and EAT and do not FORGET
to play always SAFE INTERCOURSE
(in this human sized and human shaped zoo)
WE do not mind to PROGRESS alone
WE do not mind to take it on, to take CONTROL
WE do not mind to be YOU


Mute
Approach and try to live me backwards
then without looking behind
surviving is somewhat confusing
although I never mind
if only silence could ever talk
how loud will be the voice
of this sincerily yours, violently yours
without you I am mute
without you, raped and nude,
no one can touch me like I do
If only you could crawl by yourself
and release me from all your weight
would I still love you to the point of hate?
Cherish my guilt and then juggle with it
that paper Jesus on your bedroom wall
will bleeds us to redeem
Without you I am mute
without you, raped and nude,
no one can hurt me like you do
I want to know how it feels
to proceed without sharing it
your devil disguise is breaking
your face is now so crude
conscious blind and deaf and mute
it is the only way to be just near of you
it is the only way to show myself to you
Without you I am mute
raped and nude, without you...

DekaDance
Tomorrow will you wake up ?
and instead of eyes we will be born with blindfolds
Tomorrow will I wake up ?
and from my mouth will flee a song
Tomorrow I will wake up
with this strange need of not to belong
Tomorrow I will wake up
just to copy whatever is wrong
Tomorrow I will wake up
in a cage of perfect gold
Tomorrow, will I wake up?
hope in tongue, golden song
Tomorrow I will wake up
with an innate appetite
to be just one of yours
Tomorrow I will wake up
and try everything not to be alone
Tomorrow will I wake up ?
and try everything to be alone
Incise, open wide from the inside
cast out, see what is still left of live
Secure for me the status of a prime suspect
Tying the hands of a blindman
Teaching the colours to a blindman
and ask him to react, and ask him to react
Tomorrow I will finally feel
a natural will of being artificial
into Decadance with elegance.

Let the children cum to me...
Hey you little Jesus bride why have you smiled to me ?
Hey you little Jesus bride why have you sang to me ?
They say that God is inside us all, and sometimes He is
not in the way that I have preached for to wish to
but God is my lover and I love him too
He acts in mysterious ways
He has such mysterious shapes
- I know them all from inside out
and in one by one I do believe- no matter how
and They say the tongue who prays is the tongue which licks
and that the ones who kneel in four shall stand
to be loved by God without having the grace
to see who is behind them now, wearing God's face
the Judgement day is not ever far away
but to how many did it came long before the puberty
Hey you little Jesus bride, why have you smiled to me ?
Hey you little Jesus bride, why have you sang to me?
as they select themselves and cut in innocent flesh
what Jesus really meant by: "Let the children come to me..."
Hey you little Jesus bride, be my wife, be my wife...


The hanged man
Put your arms around my neck
just like a pathetic lace of death
displays like a tarot deck
I am the card of the hanged man
and here I stand
with a flame on my hand
do you understand?
If there is hope for me
she is flirting with the breeze
on a peculiar choreography
with the dead arms of some old southern tree
silently, lips sealed against me
silently, wanna walk with me?
And it makes you wanna know
if in all the stories the truth is really told
And it makes you wanna reborn
and like a snake crawl every warm season
Into a different form
When you can still kill me,
when you can still cure me. Cure me.
Put your lace around my face
just like a fairytale
through the blank of my closed eyes
you can foresee the rope within
And it makes you wanna know
how deep have you truly flown
And it makes you wanna ride
through the fake suicide of someone
already dead inside
Still you walk with me, silently
and it makes you wanna disclaim
something you had really never learnt
and it makes you wanna stay
forever tangled in the pale arms of some hanged man
Here I stand. To understand.
Violently. I have you with me.

Irreligious

27. května 2007 v 22:01 Moonspell
Opium Opium, desire or will?
Inspiration bound from an elegant seed
Subversion, through smoke I foresee
Erotic motions of lesser gods in ectasy

Opium, bring me forth another dream
Spawn worlds of flesh and red,
little jewels of atrocity
Opium, I sleep in debauchery
And burn with you
when you burn in Me

Opium, we fantasize
as we fuse with your root
You are a strange flower,
we are your strangest fruit

Opium, it burns in me and you
Opium, it burns for me and for you

"Por isso eu tomo ópio. É um remédio.
Sou um convalescente do Momento.
Moro no rés do chao do Pensamento
E ver passar a vida faz-me tédio."
Fernando Pessoa/Alvaro Campos: Opiário


Awake Awake... for all is dying, even the dead

We are our Past failing to come back

All of us visionaires
with a rope around our neck


For a taste of eternity Your honey on coil burns,
As tears drop from your grand dead womb

Undesired, I fell into your being
Releasing shapes inside of you
Only seen in your wildest dreams
I am the impossibility
of your long-kept chastily
I am your offence and you can't wait
To have me inside of you and taste...

Eternity

Revolving around me,
in desire, you burn
As blood drops
from your new-awakened womb

Undesired, and thrown away from your belief
I am the one whom you
were taught to renounce
In your virginal fear
The sweat, the hands, the sleepless nights
And the violence of the silent sighs
All of them gather in me
Take my hand and taste eternity
Take my hand and find a new god


Ruin & misery In each of your failures
I saw my victory
And each time you fall
A knife tattoos a smile
On my lips
You are now empty of life
And we are drunk with death

Raw models
Ruin & Misery

I can offer you a hand
To help you hold the dagger
A perfect jewel for
Our perfect end

And as we lay, we kissed
Fingers wet with poison
Thinking to each one
There is beauty in death

Raw models
Ruin & Misery

Allow me to doubt
We were lovers who could really share
The only love between us
Was hate

Without hope we could not fear
And silently we disappeared
Hand in hand, we took our lives
And together stopped being
Raw models on a novel of Ruin & Misery




A poisened gift Forever young in a ground so cold
The splendor of your death still fresh to behold

In your neck an open wound
To spawn life into your Love
And to feed the creatures of our world

We have tasted from the poisoned gift of love
Which condemned us to forever fly alone

We have experienced an aged potion
The wine of life which stole us light
May we gather again and be as one
And to forever relish in the twin joys

As we taste from the poisoned gift of love

Forever young in a ground so cold
The splendour of your dance still there to behold

Our legend is a sin in tongues
To eternal sleep, to trance we belong
We are now but an empty glance
Palid is your state of grace

To eternal sleep we belong
Feeling the rapture of the world
Beneath the violence of this curse
From the poisoned gift of love

Once I asked you to fly
Tonight I recreate the vow:
Do not fail to love Me as I have failed to die
With you...



Liryki
Subversion Perverse: the religion of pain
In each detail a world,
I know you hide something...




Raven claws I remember her as a child

Raven...on and on with her raven claws
Carving...on and on with her raven claws

How she lusts when she remembers
The night of her first blow
She always wanted to know
How far could she really go

Inflamed, a dead-end room
Seduce to consume
Nightsilence...Vampire...Empire
Statues with open wounds

The flavour of poison and moon
Still maturing on her blood
She is not your occasional affair, no!
But eternal love, drop by drop...

Raven...on and on with her raven claws
Carving...on and on with her raven claws

How daylight hurts when moonlight bites
She juggles with her invisible knife
A black bird senses danger and flies
Gives peace to a tall figure in the dark

Little silhouette snakes find
a warm nest behind the door
And whip-tongues and skins
of sisters now gone.

Bodyprints cover the velvet floor
Which grows red and red
They know she will hunt and hurt tonight
And they crown her Queen of the Dead.

Raven...on and on with her raven claws
Raping...on and on with her raven claws

Will she weep for them or whip them once again?



Mephisto As madmen, some hung head down
From a long dead tree
Some discuss, all at once
For no one to hear

Variations on emptiness
Great themes on vain glory

And as some go feral in strange performances
Dressing customs that are metaphors
Of your disease
Hungry eyes are looking for Me...Mephisto

Laughing, I feed you
With meaningless games, tricks and philosophies
Whose answers you would die for
In your hunger to believe

How it does amuse Me
And makes Me wonder
For how long that it was Mine
Because now it does really inflame Me

As if ignorance was my secret desire...Mephisto

I am an angel who dresses in red
Riding above you, etching fire rings
I have learned to fly
Don't you remember?
While you still have not come down
From your long-dead tree

I can teach you wonders if you give me your soul
Marvels and wild dreams can be yours
I can teach you how iron turns to gold
And how life can grow so old

But I am a demon who dresses in red
And I do not hope you will understand...Mephisto




Herr spiegelman Look Me in the eyes and drown...

"Everyone considered the man in the blue jacket
as the most beautiful human being they have ever seen:
nuns saw on him the Messiah in flesh;
Satan's adorers the lustrous Prince of Darkness;
philosophers the Supreme Being;
young females an enchanted prince;
Men an ideal reflection of themselves."
Patrick Süskind: The Perfume ("Story Of An Assassin")

Look Me in the eyes and drown...

I am your vulture, your immoral sculpture
Mirrorman, who understands
I am you, I know you
Your fantasy and reality
I wait for you to welcome you in my dreamworld
My water-eyes

Look Me in the eyes
Touch me in the eyes and dream...




Full moon madness Somos memórias de lobos que rasgam a pele
Lobos que foram homens
e o tornarao a ser

They awake for flesh
Choose pain as a path
Refuse a light
To blind you and me

Full Moon Madness,
We are as one and congregate
Full Moon Madness
We rise again to procreate

Somos memórias de lobos que rasgam a pele
Lobos que foram homens e o tornarao a ser
ou talvez memórias de homens.
que insistem em nao rasgar a pele
Homens que procuram ser lobos
mas que jamais o tornarao a ser...

They awake for flesh
Choose pain as a path
Refuse a light
To blind you and me

Full Moon Madness,
We are as one and congregate
Full Moon Madness
We rise again to procreate to seal our fate

Irreverence was cast out from the sky
And eternity lost its sex forever
And under the same heaven they voted to emptiness
They still celebrate under a Full Moon Madness...

They awake for flesh
Choose pain as a path
Refuse a light to blind you and me

Irreverence was cast out from the sky
And eternity lost its sex forever
And under the same heaven they voted to emptiness
We still celebrate under a Full Moon Madness...

Wolfheart

27. května 2007 v 21:53 Moonspell
Liryki
Wolfshade (A Werewolf Masquerade)
She brought the Night hidden in her sad Wolf eyes
The perfume of a twilight, her strongest scent
Half Wolf, Half female - what a strange wedding
Mother Nature that offered us to see...

Her mask lays lost in a fatal dawn
Closed were the eyes of the Sun. He sleeps.
And in the name of Her Father.
She will kill. My child kills.

Your nightly birth. A requiem God can't forget.
For your life is but a celebration of his death.

Without his thorns in her heart. She wears a shadow as face.
A werewolf masquerade. In her eyes the wolfshade.

She brought the Night and by the night was brought
We are but children of the powers she had set free
Strange are the ways of the wolfhearted...

Love Crimes
The cold nights have awakened Me
The soft winds to undress Me
The nails of two witches have touched Me
Their caress cuts like the sharpest ice

Yes it is their way, this so mysterious way
Of welcoming Me, welcoming Me
Their way to remember
Distant nights of Passion and Doom
Where, naked, have I bathed in velvet waters
Witnessed by an accomplice smile inside an innocent Moon

Serene were the beings who guided Me
Empty were the hands which undressed Me
To carve strange symbols unknown to Me
But lay so dearly inside of Me

This is my way, this so mysterious way
Of welcoming She, welcoming She
My way to remember
Distant nights of Passion and of Doom
Where we both wore flesh crowns to defy
The skies in their blue and so vague tyranny

We are mute villains
Drinking of Love as insolent Vampires
Valsing through stars and skies
Leaving subtle traces of Loss
At that and all to come Winter nights

Like neophyte ravens in the strangest nest
Charmed by the wilderness of his strange host
Drawing naivety with our blood and semen
Ritually engraved in our hearts and chests
Marks of a pain, signs of a love crime
That will forever and never last

It is our way, this so mysterious way of loving
of welcoming thee, welcoming thee
Our way to remember
Forever lost nights of Passion and Doom
Remembrance served in cups of sorrow and pride
For all the eternities we'll still cry
For having lost amidst the stars our bride
Untouchable in her smile, inside the great Silver Eye
Every night she is condemned to shine


...Of Dream And Drama
You've no mother to feed you
or to lick your so deep wounds
nor Earth where to lay your timid crown
You've suffered by your father
and even the Moon lies to you
When she shines...
The seduction of an altar
Is a weakness in her movements of Death
It is a mere vanity of Woman
to delay her midnight ride
Suicide... Midnight ride...
Beautiful dagger you may now leave your case
Wild red tears at the lady's hand
Kissed were her breasts with your sharpened face
Given is now what Love had taken
death and Love, they together danced
Yes, the flames did smile to her
Invited her to their fiery peace
To a funebre dance around a bonfire
Where all Women are naked and alone
Immolating their pride
May they forever ride. Far, in a midnight crime.
Midnight Ride, Suicide, Midnight Ride...


Trebraruna
Trebraruna filha da Dor
Guerreira sagrada, Deusa do Amor
Trebraruna teu leito semente
Acolhe-nos agora num muy doce abraço
Trebraruna és Vida és Morte
da Lua és filha, dos Lobos consorte
Trebraruna pagao é teu ventre
Ansiado refúgio de quem ainda te sente
Viva!
Trebraruna és tu quem nos gera
Alimento teu seio d'Amor e de Guerra
Trebraruna a tua voz é
a melodia mais doce da nossa Terra
Trebraruna nós tuas crianças
Beijamos teus olhos cerrados com fervor
Trebraruna cantamos para ti
Somos teu eterno, fiel trovador


Vampiria
Vampiria, you are my destiny
My only Love and true destiny
Vampiria...
You're a beast, evil one
Above your head lays a Star
In your heart is buried the jewel
of a Serpent who wished to die
your red long tongue has her poison
And you will spread it as you breed
Conceiving the creed of all creeds
Vampiria, fly Vampiria
In your eye burn, defying
All those who in silence sleep
In a city once named Desire
Dreaming with the entombed dear
The lady has fallen in a blossom
Spread far away by undesirable winds
To females conspiring in gloom
Hiding your pearls from the pigs
So open your arms!
They were shaped as wings
A serenade of revenge draw on your lips
The sombre hill you're staying in
Is now defined
And your Star had start to shine
Depart now on your bright wings
The world envy
The skies have always seduced you
Precious Queen
and you know your time has come
To fly away with Me, so far...


An Erotic Alchemy
Queen of all my sleepless nights
For whose beauty I, Faun
have played my pipes, with heart
Queen in white silk, skin like milk
Horns of Faun, lips of dawn
You are now honoured you with my presence
As I'm honoured by your sight
I crown your perfection
The predator in your breast, I devour
"Tempted is now my light body"
From where it burns spirals of exotic scents
Rose, sandal, jasmine, all kinds of incense
Aged fragrances only dreamed of once
Dragons do dream far beyond the sense
We make love in the dusty throne
of a Modern Sodoma
"Come to Me, step further into my nakedness
Caress me in your breasts of Fire"
"Breed my flame, have no fear or weakness
I welcome you in my hole of desire"
"Have me now, Prince, have me here"
Your beg still whispers in my ear
Daylight has broken into a strange nostalgia
Night tired candles seem like two lovers
Melt in a embrace of conspiracy
Between us there is this strange chemistry
but would you die for me?
would you die for what I've longed to be?
"Imperious, choleric, irascible,
extreme in everything,
with a dissolute imagination of the like
which has never been seen,
atheistic to the point of fanaticism,
there you have me in a nutshell
and kill me again or take me as I am,
for I shall not change."
(De Sade)
"Breed of a nameless force, origin of our Sin
We are as large as Gods, we are their tragedy
We are the four arms of the solar Cross
Lightning in incredulous faces the flames of Uthopy"
Would you die for this?


Alma Mater
Mother Tongue speaks to Me
In the strongest way I've ever seen
I know that she sees in Me
Her proudest child, her purest breed
She speaks to Me in colours
That I can't really understand
I only know that they are ours
And to those I'll proudly bend
For I am your only child
And you my dearest mystery
From an ancient throne I defy the world
To kneel before the Power within.
For I am your only child
And you my dearest mystery
World can't you see it?
Am I alone in my belief?
Virando costas ao Mundo
Orgulhosamente sós
Glória Antiga, volta a nós!
ALMA MATER!
Breaking waves announce my Bride
It is the only way the Sea could sing
Legends of Lusitanian pride
He sings the words I cannot spring
At the Moon Mountain six wolves cry
Your lost glory we'll regain or die
For I am her only child
And she is my dearest mystery
Pagan Gods in conspiracy
For the sword of Tyranny
Mother Tongue has spoke to thee
In the strongest way they've ever seen
World can't you see ?
I am not alone in my belief.
ALMA MATER!
Virando costas ao Mundo
Orgulhosamente sós
Glória Antiga, volta a nós!
ALMA MATER!
Mother Tongue has spoke to Me
In the strongest way I've ever seen
I know that she sees in Me
Her proudest child, her purest breed
She speaks to Me in colours
I can't really understand
I only know that they are ours
and to those I'll proudly bend
For I am her only child
And she is my dearest mystery
From an ancient throne I defy the world
To kneel before the powers within.
For I am her only child
And she is my dearest tragedy
World can't you see it?
I am not alone in my belief.
Virando costas ao Mundo
Orgulhosamente sós
ALMA MATER!

Ataegina
Na Ara da Vida jaz uma morte
A ti te lanço a minha sorte
Ataegina tríade fatal
Pálida Deusa, doce é teu mal
Centenas de corvos sobre o rochedo
Cantam em coro histórias de Medo
De Primaveras que a morte abraça
Em ti encontram a sua desgraça
Devotio Ver Sacrum,
Devotio Consecratio,
Capittis Dirae
Rainha da Noite, Rainha Natura
Saudoso berço primaveril
Já se choram filhos perdidos
Para terras amargas sem retorno
Onde a voz dos Deuses Perdidos
Bebe o povo o sangue do corno
Corças alvas trazem esperança
Lembram destinos, a vitória
Nobre Guerra, furiosa dança
Do pó sai um rumor de glória
Devotio Ver Sacrum,
Devotio Consecratio,
Capittis Dirae
Rainha da Noite, Rainha Natura
Saudoso berço primaveril

Under the Moonspell

27. května 2007 v 21:46 | Ëlon |  Moonspell
Under the Moonspell
Tenebrarum Oratorium
(Andamen to I/Interludium)

The majestic horns of Baphomet
are indeed our occult banners proudly up in the air
the androgenious light of Lucipher
is our noble passion, most dear and rare

Oh! Faustian spirit of conquest
May be thy allied in this infimious battle
Against the Arauts of Desrespect
Those who step with muddly feet the sapient inscripions of our craddle

To our strenghtening I proudly confess:

I worsip thee, for thez are mz weapons to hurt god.

Oh!Great wings of Beelzebuth
Will you honour me and lay the head
of a son of caym, in the soft sands of Manitou
Whrere I'll sleep under this neophyth Aky of anxienty.
For the dawn of klowledge has a Southern Sing
Delfos will once again desveil its light
And those with eyes will drink this precious wine
But for the blind, Ignorance shall be the only sight!

To our strenghtening I will re-affirm:

U worsip thee. They are my Shield.
And their message I shall reveal.

Because: "Quod sciptum, Scripsi!"

And this southern blend of esoterick sapience
This sensual Mediterranic Philosophy
Will be only and holy science
And these lines both dream and Prophecy!

"Ecce Homo!" - Those you'll can the Wise
Who will destroy this pitful hole of common sense
of desrespeck rof the true occult devise
Those who from, the lambs, shall feel the sharpened spears of
Intelligence!

Iworsip thee "Quod sciptum, Scripsi!"
I worsip thee "Consummatum est!"
Tenebrarum Oratorium
(Andamento II)

Oh! Insinuant tongue of Lilith
Oh! Virtuous latin Langsuyar
Will you both drive me onto an Erudit Zenith?
Will I take part in the lybidious dances of Nergal?

I lust with thee. Pictures, fetishes of luxury!

Does the incomparable beauty of Kali
Still adorn this grey heart, my own
Where the love of Lebasy
Once shined Joy, now Sorrow...

I lust with thee. These exquisite Icons of Impurity!

Narration:
As I undress you of Pagan beauty
Who embrace my Sex with all your passion and strenght
The lost chimera of Virginity will be your true purity
And thy Crownleyian erotic laws will rule at last!

We, seekers can not deny...

That the Temptation of Samael
Is thy Erotic law of every Man
And i will hesitate not to enter Hell
Where this dioniosiac fortune had ever dwell!
Oh! Phallus of Satanachia, possess with me
These cunted beings to their End
Until the Sunset of their resistance fall
Behind the flowers which adorn their head

I lust with thee. Everlasting seekers of Animality.


Opus Diabolicum
(Andamento III)

"Voa Serpente do orgulho, Măe da terra, nossa Măe
Lei daqueles que clamam
P'lo Homo Natura, p'la flama,
Voa erótico Pentagramma
E destrói, e destrói quem te ama."

Langsuyar T. Rex
Fall 1993 e.v.


"Masturbar-me-ia sobre a tua divindade,
Enrabar-te-ia se a tua fraca existęncia
Oferecesse um cu ŕ minha incontinęncia;
Meu braço o coraçâo te arrancar
Para com o meu fundo horror melhor te penetrar."

Marquis de Sade
(1740-1814) "Fly, serpent of pride,
Mother of earth, our Mother
Law of those who claim
For the Homo Natura, for the flame,
Fly erotic Pentagram
And destroy, destroy those who love us."

Langsuyar T. Rex
Fall 1993 e.v.


"I would masturbate over your divinity,
Sodomize you if your feeble existence
would offer an ass to my incontinence;
My arm thy heart would pull out
So that with my profound horror better could I penetrate you."

Marquis de Sade
(1740-1814)

Anno Satanae

4. května 2007 v 15:15 | Ëlon |  Moonspell
Goat of Fire
'It is the dawn of a new morning at the Mountains of Silver
and I would rather live in the ice than in the middle of
the modern virtue and other southern winds'
(Friedrich Nietzsche)

When the cold winds blows the fog away
releasing dark shining shapes of a mystic forest.
I embrace the Nightfall
Old voices from ancient Witches announce
the gathering of thee
...The ones of a thousand young.
Here in the North... where We come forth to assemble.
Where I Knee unto thee...
Four times one and one are all.
The four crowned Princes of Hell.
The ones with the Sygil of Evil...
Witness... the Goat on Fire. Who feed my desire.
The Goat on Fire.
A goat with the Northern Ice.
A goat with the Southern Fire.
Rex Tenebrarum! The crow over my soul.
Tremendae Majestatis. The raven inside my Heart...
Four times one and one are all.
The four crowned princes of Hell
The ones with the Sygil of Evil...
Goat on Fire... Come feed my desire.
Ancient Winter Goddess
A pure veil of darkness.
A mysterious fog.
The Moon is full.
And the Wolves you call.
Red as my blood it is the sky above us.
As I witness the arrival of the Winter Solstice.
And I cry from the abyss with the legions of Lilith.
Who grant me, son of Goat, the virtues if the black oath.
And I clime upon the Raven Mountain and yell.
Oh! Thunders of light and pyres of flames
- Fire is my domain -
Oh! Freezing breezes, rain and snow
- Winter is my domain -
Oh! White Whale, Leviathan
-Water is my domain-
Oh! Most beatiful moutains and forests
-The Earth and Air are my domain-
So I invocate: Eaaaaaaa! Winter rise!...
and the Ancient Winter Goddess rises
and sits in her throne of snow and stone.
Soon red will be the colour of the snow under us because
She have sent Her angels and the fury of Winter.
A cold morning will born and white is the sky above us.
And by the powers of Winter
Die!
Wolves From The Fog
Hear the howling...
Narration:
As the light falls and darkness paints the sky in black, a cold Moon shines
and the red somber eyes awake, the forest whispers..Oh! Whispers my
unholy name,
from a frozen Mist I rise, I, Wolf, rise!
And my brothers will attack under this blood sign...

Wolves from the fog will join in a nocturnal operetta.
When the wind sounds bohemia and the trumpets loud bacanal.
Oh! Fausts and ninfs the joy of Nahima, Mistress of the Sabbat.
Soon we'll be embraced by our father - the one with horns.
Satan is rejoicing in pleasure destroying the shapes of flesh.
... and once again from the fog, with horns on head came the Wolf
carrying in is shoulder the sacrifice, a beauty to this Walpurgis Eve.
As, to the somber image of our God, the Wolf with Horns I walk

Serpent angel

4. května 2007 v 15:10 | Ëlon |  Moonspell
Serpent angel
Father Satan send the Serpent
Poison me with your tongue
Envolve me in a darkness shell
Grant me all the powers of hell
Lucy Feris... bringer of light
Serpent God... Septentrion rise!

Unholy I felt, delirium of death
With blood I enchaint, I'm the Angel
Flesh! Grant me the powers oh!
Diabolical trinity
LUCIFER, SATAN, BELIAL...
Enlight me spectre of Leviathan
Genesis of the true lord
In the mass of damnation
Gran-duc of hell Amon recite
thy incantation...
Occult I'm lord Immortal and
my majestic wings dare enlight all
Involeth... Daemoneth... Imoleth... Shehmah Forash...
Only I will oring Emeth
Rise my angels rise!
The creation of me Morbid God
(eerf ylf llahs I, dog eb llahs I)
By the hand of Tiamat, Lord of odd
Open wide the chapel of fall!
Overshadow me Master Belial!
Serpent Angel I am the one they adore!
They kneel before me I'm their Morbid God!

Portugalský drahokam

3. května 2007 v 21:35 | Ëlon |  Moonspell

Moonspell
Originální doom metalová skupina s názvem Moonspell začali účinkovat v roce 1992. Jejich první album vyšlo roku 1995. Brzy po jedo vydání se kapela ujmula u posluchačů a stala se jednou z nejznámějších metalových kapel Portugalska. S albem Sin/Pecado (vydáno roku 1998) se staly jedněmi z nejlepších v Portugalsku. Roku 2006 potvrdilo jejich zasloužené uznání album Memorial, které se stalo jedním ze sta nejprodávanějších alb v Německu.

Stručně Historií

Dříve (od roku 1989) kapela hrála pod jménem "Morbid God" pak se v roce 1992 přejmenovala na Moonspell. V sestavě Fernando Riberio-zpěv, Mike Gaspar-bubny a barkytarista Ares vydali demo Anno Satanae v roce 1993.
Po vydání "malého" CD Under the Moonspell vydali roku 1995 Wolfheart. Tentýž rok měli European tour, během něhož skupinu opustil kytarista Mantus a nahradil ho Ricardo Amorim.
Irreligious vyšlo roku 1996.
Roku 1998 vyšlo album Sin/Pecado. Během vzdání singlu 2econd skin zadní projekt Daemonarch vydal své album Hermeticum. Po Sin/Pecado, roku 1999 následovalo album Butterfly efect natočené v Londýně.
2001. V tomto roce vyšlo album Darkness and Hope, poté byl vydán singl Nocturna a k písni i video. Poté v roce 2003 kapela vydala The Antidone. Na natáčení se podílel baskytarista Niclas Etelävuori. Píseň Everything Invadet byla vydána také jako singl...
Deska Memorial vyšla v roce 2006. 2. listopadu téhož roku vyhráli MTV Eutope music award v kategorii "Best Portuguese Act".

Poznámka: vzhledem k tomu, že je to překládaný z angličtiny i s mou mizernou gramatikou nezaručuju, že je to bezchybné :P ale tak aspoň něco :)