...and kissed the fairytale-land with pride under the trees of lust the leaves pure shadows on me which shelter me from the darkness which I was I hold the dreams, within my arms thrash the earth, within my tears and heal my wounds in meadows of light forgotten in the drowning land now I leave my wishes but love conquers all... and every angel needs a tear to laugh calling the fall trust me, I am your lunacy embolded, enthroned so it's a king for a while but gloominess it sends so gentle the gestures of the gist ingrowing taste of dreams infatuate my gift, now it becomes light inexact but clear
Into my imagination, into my pulsing veins. Within my aching heart, you seem to ease the pain.
Just one more cut through my skin And I can feel my life begin! Here there's more pleasure than pain, I see things never meant to...
See my imagination, into my pulsing veins. Within my aching heart you sem to ease the pain.
And I see the damage you are doing, but I can't seem to escape this false reality! But I will not be fooled by your lying eyes! I find it so absurd, you think you're in disguise. And you say to me that I am your destiny... But where will you be tomorrow?
A modern-day warrior Mean mean stride, Todays tom sawyer Mean mean pride.
Though his mind is not for rent, Dont put him down as arrogant. His reserve, a quiet defense, Riding out the days events. The river
And what you say about his company Is what you say about society. Catch the mist, catch the myth Catch the mystery, catch the drift.
The world is, the world is, Love and life are deep, Maybe as his eyes are wide.
Todays tom sawyer, He gets high on you, And the space he invades He gets by on you. No, his mind is not for rent To any God or government. Always hopeful, yet discontent, He knows changes arent permanent, But change is.
And what you say about his company Is what you say about society. Catch the witness, catch the wit, Catch the spirit, catch the spit.
The world is, the world is, Love and life are deep, Maybe as his skies are wide.
Exit the warrior, Todays tom sawyer, He gets high on you, And the energy you trade, He gets right on to the friction of the day.
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My beloved daughter Innocent have I come into prison Innocent have I been tortured Innocent must I die
They said: "You are a witch! Will you confess it voluntarily? If not, we will bring in witnesses and executioner for you!" You are a witch You are a witch You are a witch...
The executioner put the thumb-screws on me, Both hands bound together, so the blood ran out at the nails And everywhere, so that for 4 weeks I could not use my hands, As you can see from the writing. Thereafter they stripped me, shaved me all over, Bound my hands behind me and drew me up in the torture.
Then one said: "Invent something, For you cannot endure the torture you will be put to. One torture will follow another until you say you are a witch. Not before that will they stop."
Am I a witch? Yes, I am a wicked woman turned aside to Satan, seduced by demons. I pass over great spaces of the earth during the nights, Obeying commands of my mistress Diana.
My beloved daughter, goodnight, for your mother will never see you more.
Hemlock Foxglove Almond oil Wild celery White willow Poppy Water lilies Deadly nightshade Green oil Greenish oils...
I'm flying through the dark meadow Among ancient feeling of my love I'm looking for roots of my flower I feel its odour near the wood
The moon's hovering over level of the lake Silver light caressing the deep of the night Majesty motions of his wings in magic colors Tender kisses in the night
Dancing in the wind of your desire Where naked bodies are burning in the flames Your touch, I feel at my shade Dark meadow's blooming to the grace
The moon's hovering... Dancing in the wind...
Under the rain, under full moon For our night I fall
Come in out of the rain thou sayest - but thou ne'er step'st aside; And I am trapped , i'm trapped A distance there is... None, save me and the bodkin - pitter-patter on the roof: Behold! - 'tis not the rain; thence me it has to be - I will not drink thy vintage wine, my dear; Thou hast heed'd that I am of innocence, yet thou let'st thy lass into peril - Thou let'st me be parched; my heart, my heart, my heart my heart, my heart, my heart My heart is of frailthy, my pale skin is hued damask. When thou thy tears hast hidden, "Come back!", thou sayest - There I soon am to be - but how am I to run when my bones, my heart Thou hast me beneath - But run thou sayest; I run, t run, i run I run, I run, I run I run, I run, I run I run, I run, I run I run, I run, I run And there and then I behold that a time will come when I again dead will be. Thou tell'st me to leave without delay - I leave, i leave, i leave, ileave. I leave with my bodkin and my tears in my hands; Lo! - the shadows, the sky descending; So by a dint of smite I gait ere before I run and melt together with dusk. In my mind in which is this event, But the season is not supposed to change anyway?! After all those years thou left'st me down in the emotional depths - The sombre soaked velvet-drape is hung upon me, Turning my feelings, turning my feelings away from our so ignorant world: All the beautiful moments shared, deliberately push'd aside - ...a distance there is... After all those years thou left'st me down in the emotional depths - The sombre soaked velvet-drape is hung upon me, Turning my feelings away from our so ignorant world: All the beautiful moments shared, deliberately push'd aside - ...a distance there is... ...a distance there is...
You burned me down to hold my eyes at the lake of sorrow ??? See the shadow of my obsession ??? I feel this lost ??? away, away In this life I feel lost for you All those times I've been praying for your love In your eyes I see love and innocence But I still I do not know and I'm loving you still I'm trying to touch are you loving me do you want to do realize be now and dance come on follow my words then we will fly
Hostem repellas eternus [The eternal enemy you repel] Pacemque dones et protinus [And immediately the eternal peace you give] Ductore sic de praevio [So lead on the front] Vitemus omne noxium [The whole corruption we shall avoid]
Hostem repellas eternus [The eternal enemy you repel] Pacemque dones et protinus [And immediately the eternal peace you give] Ductore sic de praevio [So lead on the front] Vitemus omne noxium [The whole corruption we shall avoid]
A dream deep in the night As the firstborn awakes with the sign A little dreamer... but are dreams always to define?
"Do not fear, my son! Awaken the dragon inside For he may guide you, being the world's hidden eye Through a dark time, when mankind is bleeding within Oh little dreamer..."
Hostem repellas eternus [The eternal enemy you repel] Pacemque dones et protinus [And immediately the eternal peace you give] Ductore sic de praevio [So lead on the front] Vitemus omne noxium [The whole corruption we shall avoid]
Analyzing the midnight sky And in the early morninglight He just feels the warming heart Beating in his head
To declare the reason why Should I survive this sadness "God reality back in my mind" - beating in his head
It's a very dark night Nobody outside Silence wraps up the land as suddenly: Hoof beats destroy all sleep
And a wooden coach loaded with innocent ones Accused and sentenced, their end has begun And their eyes can't cover their fear... can't cover their fear
And he thinks he must be dreaming Lifts up his head, sees the sky is gleaming Heaven burns as red as blood
And all they have caught, they won't return The sky reflects, from superstition they burn When will they ever learn... They never return!
Ein drohendes Pochen in tiefschwarzer Nacht [A threatening rapping in jet-black night] In Träumen geseh'n und nun wahrgemacht [In dreams foreseen and came true] Die Diener der Kirche sind hier, sie zu holen [The Church's servants are here to get you] "Brennen sollst du mein Kind! - Der Herr hat's befohlen!" ["You shall burn my child!" - The Lord has ordered so!]
Do not fear my son! Awake the dragon inside For he may guide you, being the worlds hidden eye
Als am Pfahl sie brennt, nun schwarz ist ihr rotes Haar [When on stake she burns, now her red hair is black] Niemand mehr zweifelt, daß des Teufel's Weib sie war [No one doubts anymore that the Devil's woman she was] Geschlagen, getreten, bespuckt und belacht [Beaten, trodden, spat and laughed at] Die Flammen dem Leiden ein Ende gemacht [The flames make the suffering end]
A scream deep in the night As the firstborn awakes with the sign A little dreamer... but are dreams always to define?
Die Flammen dem Leiden ein Ende gemacht [The flames make the suffering end] Die Flammen dem Leiden ein Ende gemacht [The flames make the suffering end] Ein Ende gemacht [Make it end] Und wieder pocht es in tiefschwarzer Nacht... [And it still raps in the jet-black night...]
And heal me I didnt want to leave I swear I díd ít all for you I díd ít to you for every pill which swallowed me in your sun I burn in you every time I thought It but you arent my earth let me burn in you baby or dive into my heart so we will no longer get what we deserve
Two thousand fattened years like maniacs Have despoiled our common grave Now what necrophagous Second Coming backs From the cradle to enslave?
Sickle constellations Stud the belts that welt the sky Whilst the bitter winter moon Prowls the cloud, dead-eyed Like shifting parent flesh Under silk matricide...
Watchful as she was upon Eden Where every rose arbour and orchard she swept Hid the hissing of a serpent Libido In an ancient tryst with catastrophe Soon the be kept
Hear that hissing now on the breeze As through the plundered groves of the carnal garden A fresh horror blows but ten billion souls Are blind to see the rotting wood for the trees
This is the theme to a better Armageddon Nightchords rake the heavens PAN DAEMON AEAON
And what use are prayers to that god? As devils bay concensus for the space to piss On your smouldering faith And the mouldering face Of this world long a paradise lost
This is the end of everything Hear the growing chora that a new dawn shall bring
Danse macabre 'neath the tilt of the zodiac Now brighter stars shall reflect on our fate What sick nativities will be freed when those lights burn black? The darkside of the mirror always threw our malice back...
I see the serpentine in your eyes The nature of the beast as revelations arrive
Our screams shall trail to Angels For those damned in flames repay All sinners lose their lot on Judgement Day We should have cut our looses as at Calvary But our hearts like heavy crosses held the vain belief Salvation, like a promised nation Gleamed a claim away...
This is the end of everything you have ever known Buried like vanquished reason Death is season Drive like the drifting snow Peace, a fragile lover, left us fantasising war On our knees or another f**ker's shore Heiling new flesh Read, then roared To a crooked cross and a Holy Cause What else be whipped to frenzy for?
This is the end of everything Rear the tragedies That the Seraphim shall sing
Old adversaries Next to Eve Now they're clawing back I smell their cumming As through webbed panes of meat Led by hoary Death They never left Dreaming sodomies To impress on human failure When we've bled upon our knees
Tablatures of gravel law Shall see Gehennah paved When empires fall And nightmares crawl From the cradle to enslave....
Thirsting, waiting... I drank a sulphur feast. Then, silently... in an instant. your flesh become me ...and I was forlorn.
My grave rose to the west... For centuries long forgotten, Relentless as the hungry gates of dawn. And there, amidst the rubble... Of stones and earthly flesh, ...I laughed and served a sulphur feast.
And still it haunts me... Drunk, with power... I striked at the sun, ...engulfed, fiery instant Gobbling, gobbling... I devoured the stars, My universe torn asunder.
Then, as dusk unravelled... The brittle of my bones, ...a shredded mold of obelisks groutesque. I stive beneath the essence... Derived from mortal men, ...caught between two paralells of death.
Thirsting, waiting... I sailed a sulphur sea, ...of putrid furious flesh - a parody of feasting fools... Where prophets and madmen-... walk hand in hand.
Thou dawdl'd not bringing me fro Aether to Nether, Still, duringly cling I on to this heather - Dew-scented blossom; thou wast pristine, The sweven of thee ne'er will I cede, my colleen. Drat this creature of memories ill, Foolhardy and fey I may be, yet him I shall quell.
'Vaunt! - Devil tyne - Wadst thou wane fore'ermae; Daunt - sinsyne thence, Ta'en as a dint, Angelique?
Perforce and grinningly shall I maim in the vie - Alas dastard! - hanging by the noose die.
'Vaunt! - Devil tyne - Wadst thou wane fore'ermae; Daunt - sinsyne thence, Ta'en as a dint, Angelique?
'Come not wont to this uncouth Devil!, Lest to a Devil thou wilt translate...my Angel.
'Vaunt! - Devil tyne - Wadst thou wane fore'ermae; Daunt - sinsyne thence, Ta'en as a dint, Angelique?
They know the art of screaming pillows Scaring stiff the feathers inside They have blessed the ones they wanted to curse And made the pillow muffle more noises
Iron men rusting from inside whis tears Mellow women with dried - out faces Thinking of their loneliness together It does become smaller when shared , doesn't it ?
The drowsy pillow soaked with worries Longing back to the days of the Ancient pillow wars Dissect it and the worries Will blow off whith the downs
Do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do Do, do, do, do, do, do, do Do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do Do, do, do, do, do, do, do Tonight I wanna give it all to you In the darkness Theres so much I wanna do And tonight I wanna lay it at your feet cause girl, I was made for you And girl, you were made for me
I was made for lovin you baby You were made for lovin me And I cant get enough of you baby Can you get enough of me
Tonight I wanna see it in your eyes Feel the magic Theres something that drives me wild And tonight were gonna make it all come true cause girl, you were made for me And girl I was made for you
I was made for lovin you baby You were made for lovin me And I cant get enough of you baby Can you get enough of me
I was made for lovin you baby You were made for lovin me And I can give it all to you baby Can you give it all to me
Oh, cant get enough, oh, oh I cant get enough, oh, oh I cant get enough Yeah, ha
Do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do Do, do, do, do, do, do, do Do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do Do, do, do, do, do, do, do
I was made for lovin you baby You were made for lovin me And I cant get enough of you baby Can you get enough of me
Oh, I was made, you were made I cant get enough No, I cant get enough
I was made for lovin you baby You were made for lovin me And I cant get enough of you baby Can you get enough of me
I was made for lovin you baby You were made for lovin me And I can give it all to you baby
Eccovi il racconto... d'un giovin marinaio... il cui destin beffardo... lo spinse contro il mondo...
Drifting in a see of shadows....the small ship moved... very slowly carried by a power no could see... towards an exact place in that huge ocean...
Voci lo chiamano...voici gli parlano...la sua malignita... presto si risvegliera... tutto questo gia sa....ma non se un domani verra... la notte nel cuore lu ha...principe di anghisha....
In the silence of his cabin...lu lies moveless... his eyes are open but cannot see the ceiling....
In the silence of his cabin...lu lies moveless... his eyes are open but cannot see the ceiling....
Etrange est parfois le destin... n'etais tu pas heureux parmi tes amis...lu... pourtant l'histoire te desire et tu ne peux que suivre son appel... la magie du mal git inerte dans les trefonds de ton ame... mais la voix qui te reclame la libere de son imperieux sommeil... et bientot..la nuit aura un nouvel emissaire... le prince d'anghisha...
Moving you can now...stant up and walk out... the ship has docked to a small wooden mole hidden in the fog...
See that small path lurking in the moorland... follow it and soon you will find... a huge cave rising out the earth...
Like a vein....bleeding evilness... like a vein...where darkness dwells...
Like a vein....bleeding evilness... like a vein...where darkness dwells...
Down below...in the depth of this cold land... you will meet thy doom...young lu.... and your quest is closer to the end....
Questions pending...unable to understand them... everything now you will know on you...revelation is at hand...
Where the moon..... rests during the day.... and the light..... is nothing but a word... where a throne.... is waiting for a prince... and your doom.... here will be revealed...
If you dare to go deep into the forest You might spot a pentangular house In its middle a five - cornered living room And on each corner a bedroom And this is where they live peacefully together : Aranea , Bumblebee , Cicada , Daddy - longlegs , and Emmet
Strange noises aren't frightening in daylight But at night they become more and more eerie The poor creepy - crawlies hide under thier dunes To scared to sleep Aranea pleads " Dear Bumblebee , comme sing me a lulllaby " And Bumblebee comes and Bumblebee buzzes " Lully , lullay , you are safe , do not fear " Untils Aranea sleeps . Then Cicada squeaks "Lulla lullaly , the moon is watching over you " Until Cicada sleeps , then Emmet cheeps "Sleep , sleep , you are spiralling dreamwards " Untils Daddy - longlegs sleeps , then shudders "Who will lull me ? " In despair Emmet wakes Aranea who drowsily chants "Hush , hush , the sea of dreams is cradling you "
So the night goes by , taking turns sleepings and singing At dawn Aranea wakes Bumblebee wakes Cicada wakes Daddy - longlegs wakes Emmet And what was scary in the night in gone now , at least until dusk
Imagina esto: un mundo perfecto un campo perfecto una casa perfecta una familia perfecta todo perfecto. .... ¿Pero sabes que hay también? Un problema perfecto una pelea perfecta una separación perfecta ... ¿Quiéres saber que te acabo de decir? La palabra perfección es solo una manera bonita de adornar tu realidad... una mera ilusion, un patetico intento de huir de lo real.... .... ¿Te sigue pareciendo algo perfecto?
Mi Eden
Aveces... siento que la vida, no es nada absolutamente nada, vacia, y hasta estupida pienso en mundos mas alla, en planos mas sublimes, de extasis eterno, planos de amor libre, planos de dolor insoportable, planos en donde las emociones sean un millon de veces mas fuertes, en donde sea facil diferenciar enamorarse de amar, en donde se sepa quien miente, quien habla con verdad, quien obra con verdadera bondad y quien hace lo bueno por mero egoismo... Aveces simplemente me siento harta de este mundo, en donde lo que tu eres lo miden por numeros, por tallas, en vez de lo que puedas ser como persona, Odio tener un cuerpo tan limitado... Quisiera saltar y volar tocar las nubes, que sea muy facil comprender algo como Dios... que no haya espacio para la ignorancia, la mediocridad, el egoismo , el odio... tal vez esto sea una proyeccion de lo que me gustaria ser... O de lo que odio de mi... Al final es lo mismo...
