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AGATHODAIMON LYRICS
"Bislang" (1999 EP)
1. Bedeviled
2. Estrangement
3. In Umbra Timpului
4. Wretchedness
5. Dusk of an Infinite Shade
1. Bedeviled
Immune to life... I'll always die
In the palms of heaven, where serpents lie
Life is Death - postponed
Bedeviled Paradise... web of all sin
Ethereal shadows rise, postmortem redeemed
Hell is paved with Paradise
Lovelorn serenades into my heart I swallow
Life pervades my scary eyes
Bedeviled, thee, whom I won't be
whom I antagonize
Scarlet lips of indecency
In search for a splintered tongue
Sharpened words of intimacy
They'll need (all) my love
Scarlet lips of perversity
Matching each face unmasked
Words lose intensity
Whithin our vacuum world
Sapience
Pierce my flesh with your thorns of irony
Life decays and twists her wings
and her gleaming breasts
will rot like foul flesh, hence worms will dance
to a macabre romance
... the rape of "darling" in my eyes
Decrepitude
Pierce my tongue with your womanliness
Searching for another fetid romance
Scratching suicidal love on life's putrid skin
I am the godless son, thus I am sin
Immune to live, I'll always die
In the palms of heaven, soon death will come
Again with his reaping scythe behind
Bedeviled, thee, whom I refuse to be
2. Estrangement
In the night of my final sacrifice I sent my soul
Into the vast and fathomless unknown to find a word
A word, that indicates the beyond.
It came back later and spoke:
"I am myself heaven and hell!"
Sculptured in time as another chapter of life
Sharp are the thorns of the roses, which lay dank upon me
For too long I knew that I had to arrive
Yet destination isn't as linear as humanity
Touch the feeling - touch the soul
Touch the morning dew and see the glamour
In my stark eyes reflecting
The icon of a setting in a serene summer
So many flowers give away to mystery and loneliness
Their subtile perfume and their indifference
So much jewelry's forgotten in the soil, in darkness
Deepened in eternal sleep, where nothing breeds weakness
But who dares to tread the silent meadows
That lie beyond the mirror of one's self?
Who dares to reach the fanthoms of one's heart
To behold the murderer of life and art?
And what is death?
What gives birth?
What sells good or has no worth,
when everything you feel is cold?
Why am I? Who's this hand?
Whose decisions I can't comprehend...
But isn't history foretold?
There's a tide..in the affairs of men
Which, taken of it's flood, leads on to fortune
But all the voyage of their life
Is bound in shallows and miseries...
Oh, didn't light prove the dark?
Didn't distress prove life,
With it's seasons all hallowed?
But if you desire to see the light...
As it truly is, clear and bright
You must move - back into the shadows
"There's as much difference between me and myself
As between me and the vassals of time
But, however, life continues it's sculptures
Like poetry without rime..."
We both exist and do know that we exist
and Rejoice in this existence and this knowledge...
3. In Umbra Timpului
Deep into the darkness peering
Long I stood there fearing
Dreaming dreams no mortal ever dared to dream before...
But the silence was unbroken
And the stillness gave no token
And the only word there spoken
Was the whispered word: "Veritas"
This the dark whispered
And an echo murmured back the word
Merely this and nothing more!
Fools and faith conspire
Questions of desire
That they never owned before
Kings without their armour
Men without their honour
We all slip into oblivion
Monuments of distant knowledge and remains
Stare undying from this end into the life
They are the dark inside the night
The ghosts of which the poets write
And the dreams that night's embrace
That slowly leave without a trace...
Eu te slavesc nocturna, cu bolta innoptarii
O, doamna a tacerii,
O, vas al intristarii
Vreau sa m-agat detine, spre cer navala dind
cum viermii de-un cadavru s-agata misunind!
O, suflet sparge-odata, ingustati inchisoare
Si scutura-te-odata de-alest lut pamintesc!
Oh, the scarlet skies
drown the cold sun
Onto the funeral cries of the dying eve
And there's a foreign shade in mine
It's the time's greedy scythe!
Eu te slavesc nocturna, cu bolta innoptarii
O, doamna a tacerii,
O, vas al intristarii
Vreau sa m-agat detine, spre cer navala dind
cum viermii de-un cadavru s-agata misunind!
4. Wretchedness
Cry with my tears
Cry with my pain
Still in the cold
Neverending rain
With one of your kisses
My words you'd freeze
From one of your kisses
My bleeding would cease
Shed all my tears
The flood devours all
The earth, us, rushing...
A shy, whispered call
Death becomes angels
Who won't turn away
Defying all my yearing
And my body of clay
Cry with my crying
You end up like (a) mole
Death loves the angels
Retired into my soul
As I'm drained and welken
My last wish I sigh
Let me be, darling
Tears in your eye.
5. Dusk of an Infinite Shade
Streifen von schwarzen Schleiern bedecken langsam die Sonne
Oh Mond meines Lebens, verhulle dich mit Schatten...
Nahere dich mir, oh Stern,
Sei grausam,
Sei duster...
Meine einzige Konigin,
Mein ganzes Wesen verehrt dich,
Jede Faser meines Ich
Streckt sich dir entgegen
(Dunkle Schatten begraben sich tief in der Nacht)
Trummer!
Wir sind ein Blut, feierlich jede Nacht
Doch das Fleisch ist kalt,
Durchbohrt von deinem Schatten
Alles, was du mir schenkst, macht mich trunken
Seien es Schmerzen oder endloser Traum!
Versklavt von deinem Blick
Trinke ich aus dem Zauber Deiner Augen
Wahrend du mich bis zum Blut streichelst,
Mit rabenahnlichen Krallen
In deinem Bett, Abgrund des Vergnugens
Verschwindet jeder qualende Gedanke
Dein Mund; eine nicht austrocknende Quelle,
Verstromend ein Gift, das langsam verbrennt...
Verbrennend meine Seele, meine Essenz
In den Flammen, die du, Wesen der Finsternis,
In meinem Herzen heraufbeschworen hast!
Doch du scheinst den Zenit von meinen Augen zu entfernen
Die zu den schwarzen Unendlichkeiten ausgestreckt sind
Und jedes Mal, wenn der Mond verschwindet
Wenn die Nacht zu gehen scheint...
Und Schatten langsam verbrennen
Halte ich gierig meine Konigin in den Armen
Wie ein Sterbender, der leidenschaftlich sein Grab liebkost
(Viele Schatten habe sich tief in dieser Nacht begraben)
Blood began to clog
Still in the rain,
Some things can't be remembered
And some are harder to forget...
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