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Dawn Of Epiphany
08:08
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Dawn of Epiphany
The ashen Smoke of my dying cancer cigarette
barely revealed auspicious visions to me.
My mirthless eyes behold desperately shadows in the plume,
but all the plasmic shapes vanish like past lovers before.
My weary face cries grievous tempests into my hands
whose leather skin fails to disguise my mental decay.
Into this forlornness you struck down as the Lightbringer's Sword
and you opened my veins to a gracious salvation.
And like a coup de grâce a ray refracted through the ice
you dug your way through me down into the opaque ore
with which I longed to become one, veiled and clandestine
across all Eons hidden from the lies of this world.
While I solicited to sink into Oblivion,
you buried a crystal seed into the abyss of my soul.
His epiphany broke the screaming silence in my woe
and laid into my dying a hint of life.
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2. |
Whither Goest Thou
06:23
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Don’t cry my beldam
your lost son must go
I take your song with me
your tears and your woe
So I'm drawn in the World
that's neither strange nor home
and crave for tomorrow
and the paths that I'll roam
I wander where stars fell
and sleep where they die
I dream where the Norns sings
and where wise cranes fly
In depths of the oceans
my cursed name I hide
that no one may find it
and no woe betide
I see my grandam
that worried tears shed
feel her withered hands
that laid on my head
I still hear her old voice
and the ol'russian song
that she sung to my heart
and I carried along
I harken to far cries,
the tongue of despair.
The language of sinners.
All humans shall err!
I howl with the Archwolves
in silvery night
The aegis of the north star
sets our fate alight
Ah, linger on now
Oh’ thou art so fair
Shalt purify my soul
in northern lights glare
Nero once burned down
what had to rebuild
and buried in madness
the ruins of guilt
We might burn our life path
and leave all behind
but what makes us sinners
will stay in our mind
Into the blistering wilderness, the man now walks alone. A forsaken man without a country, without a hope; his soul in turmoil like the hot winds and raging sands. He is driven forward, always forward, by a god unknown, toward a land unseen…
The Essence (the center) of (the word ) Life
means “if”, as we know
This wisdom may decide
if we rule or bow below
I'll tear off the cain's mark
and drink from a sylph
At war with the world now
At war with myself
Into the molten wilderness of sin where granite sentinels stand as towers of living death to bar his way. Each night brings the black embrace of loneliness. In the mocking whisper of the wind, he hears the echoing voices of the dark. His tortured mind wondering if they call the memory of past triumphs or wail foreboding of disasters yet to come or whether the desert's hot breath has melted his reason into madness...
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The Race
Strangers that I paid to drive me
through town that I conjunct with thee.
Gambling on a backwoods race
throughout Vegas' asphalt maze.
One ways, driven upside down
while we crazy raced through town.
Drunk wife of the driver shout
from the backseat scolding loud.
Whispers in the desert winds
mock me and disguise my sense.
Hasten straight ahead my fate
through a town that’s crying desolate.
Driven by a dead man’s hope
balance on a hang man’s rope.
Misguided by will-o'-the-wisp
wonder why and what’s the gist.
The Conjunction
Like springs first breath of air
that gently dances with your hair.
Like a summer solstice glare
so you appeared.
Like a prelude to a kiss
that inhere eternal bliss,
it broke the seal to my abyss
where alas! I lingered.
The blossoms bloomed alive
and my heart stopped for a while,
when the heavens light beguiled
me when we met...
...underneath the Alpha Wheel
where all lies became unreal
and the maidens kiss conceal
all the woe that cometh forth.
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Under the nocturnal panoply of stars
we unfurled our fragile dreams.
And the crystal silence of the Mojave
held her protective hand o' o'er us.
And in this night we were like orphans
that got to know their mothers name.
And numbed by the wine of Babylon
we redefined the constellations.
Foolish we thought that we were safe
if only we would just believe it so hard.
To the dirge of hope we held on so tightly
and with which we eventually vanished.
And when our lightness drowned
in Stella Artois and Menthol Cigarettes,
we buried our rags
with false pride under Orion's arc light.
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In the sand that runs slow through my hands
thy amber tears fall deep,
like the rain that washes away
the ashes of thy death.
Nevermore thou riseth from the ashes
for thy will has withered o' away.
And the taste from the waters of Lethe
doth not fade thy haunting memories.
Rain rinse away the pain,
of the dreams you have slain.
And the bitter truth remains,
(that) there's no truth at all herein.
And in this final sin
it end ere it doth begin
and somewhere deep within
grows cancer called chagrin.
A Phoenix' agony,
is not for all to see.
Its buried within thee,
and thine death deep in me.
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Unlike a jewel with brilliant fire,
beautiful, but without warmth,
the desert sun sears my skin
while my soul in turmoil goes astray.
(Spanish Poem Translation)
From my nightly mourning
my fateful angel knitted a heavy, thick veil.
Much denser than the shadows,
that in the deep abysses dwell.
Find the One that loves
the sorrows of your changing face.
Echoes stray – far away.
So I bide awhile and I long for the nightfall,
when all is calm and the dreams stand still.
I count the stars in the shards underneath me
and I shall suffer if it is thy will.
So I am sworn to the dreams that I follow
deep into grief or to grief amend.
Engage a war which is so easy to start
but yet impossible to end.
Lo! Th'sun burns my skin to cancer
Joshua trees admonish still
that I'm the only one here dying
feasting from my mourn so ill.
(Spanish Poem Translation)
I was denied the sun’s brightness.
Oh! I was denied the moon’s glow.
The hope ceased to light up
the wasteland of my conscience.
Thus, all, all has died for me.
My hours pass silently like wraiths.
I hear only the breath of oblivion shiver and fade.
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7. |
Love Is A Dog From Hell
02:42
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Love is a bitch they say
a risk you take
once more into the bloody fray
a heart to break
I came to ‘walk the Aisle’
but I marched to War
I thought to meet my Queen
but found a Whore
Love is a Dog from Hell
Love is a fucking Dog from Hell
The biggest guys I've seen decayed
crack 'n crush
when their Ladies played
their Royal Flush
All I ever got
was a Dead Man's Hand
she killed me with a point blank shot
in the back on my last stand
Love is a Dog from Hell
Love is a fucking Dog from Hell
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8. |
Era Of Threnody
09:23
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Let all I have lived
be as if it were a dream
and anoint me with the dew
from Lethe's stream.
That I shall forget
an old-yesterdays grief
and that this threnody
inheres my woe's relief.
New scars don’t excite,
cause they are all the same.
The only to abide
is their changing name.
O' come O' death
you brother of sleep,
take me away from
my woe and weep.
Lethe, thy will
shalt cometh and slay
the insane pikes
in the sewer of my soul away.
Sometimes we fall in love
with a snake of lies,
but believe her everything
when in her womb our head rests and lays.
Chaos and order
aren’t opposite states.
They're toys of a child
that it loves and it hates.
There is nothing worse
than to live in your own trials.
As to tread nomadic
in anguish haunted miles.
In the grave
no woman you crave.
At Acheron's shore
to Elysium you soar.
Like a falling star I wither away,
silently burn out in an unobserved sky.
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9. |
Txfo
03:45
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She was a Rose from Texas
fucking born and raised
Ace shootin' Republican
proud and crazed
I met her in Vegas
this Lone Star Gal
a Heart of Amber
but a Soul from Hell
Eyes like a Siren
a Mouth like a Whore
I fell for her Rune
and wrecked at her Shore
A Slave to her
to the Dream she sold
I slowly drowned
half I sank, half she pulled
It was a TXFO
TXFO
so crimson and clover
A fucking TXFO
She talked like a Sailor
this Full Metal Bitch
She lied like Cleric
burn that Witch
Deep in the Desert
the Horsemen called for me
that I shalt suffer
'til I've forsaken thee
It was a TXFO
TXFO
so crimson and clover
A fucking TXFO
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When all is said and all sins done
each promise broken all vows undone
When all I'm left with are sore regrets
drifting and sleepless in empty beds
And when that rock there becomes your throne
to cry upon him weep all alone
Now I'm a nomad condemned to walk alone
to face my wrong decisions that I never can disown
Can’t stay in no town as they're all named for you
just walk to where the stone fell that I feebly threw
The world is now my home but here I cannot stay
and like the stars we once glanced at I slowly fade away
Our fears and daemons in the shadows lurk and hide
to seize upon us in sleepless hours of the night.
And they will remain feeding from the tears we shed
O' despite how often we look underneath our bed
Hell is indeed no place where we go
but something deep within us that dwells and viciously grows
You're shooting at me selfish bullets that you spew
but still I keep on running keep on running towards you
My eternal grief anguish neverending
My eternal grief anguish neverending
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11. |
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Let all I have lived
be as if it were a dream
and anoint me with the dew
from Lethe's stream.
That I shall forget
an old-yesterdays grief
and that this threnody
inheres my woe's relief.
New scars don’t excite,
cause they are all the same.
The only to abide
is their changing name.
O' come O' death
you brother of sleep,
take me away from
my woe and weep.
Lethe, thy will
shalt cometh and slay
the insane pikes
in the sewer of my soul away.
Sometimes we fall in love
with a snake of lies,
but believe her everything
when in her womb our head rests and lays.
Chaos and order
aren’t opposite states.
They're toys of a child
that it loves and it hates.
There is nothing worse
than to live in your own trials.
As to tread nomadic
in anguish haunted miles.
In the grave
no woman you crave.
At Acheron's shore
to Elysium you soar.
Like a falling star I wither away,
silently burn out in an unobserved sky.
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