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...
 

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