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ALMOST SAINT LYRICS
"At the Gate of Two Worlds" (2003 Demo)
1. Retchting Blessed Sky
2. My Hate
3. A két világ kapujában
4. Soul Killing
5. Perversion
1. Retchting Blessed Sky
Almost Saint - The Retching Blessed Sky
In the street of rebellion
I'm coming for the final battle
Where no one's looking back
everyone's eyes are burning in red fire
I see the tired sun is just becoming black
We hold our hands up
And create the retching blessed sky
In our pain, with our pain
we drown the sky
In the street of rebellion
We're coming for the final battle
Where every men and their
wives are ready for all sacrifice
Just with our pain, OK maybe
with some bills, but we will win
I see the tired sun is just becoming black
We hold our hands up
and create the retching sky
We're going on the way
And see the falling stars
The retching blessed sky is
waiting for the finishing stroke
We're going on the way
like demonic people
And We'll be
without pain the hell will bloom
In our pain, with our pain
we drown the sky
In the street of rebellion
we're coming back from thewon battle
And those men who're looking back
see the drowned, blessed, black
2. My Hate
Almost Saint - My Hate
Fuck it all,
my hate is burning the oceans
I see life in pictures and on
the pictures crying babies are dying
I see you are dying,
in the deep you are falling
You're crying to me for help,
but I just smile on your end
I hate this world, I hate my hate
I hate the life that will never change
I see you are dying,
In the deep you are falling
You're crying to me for help,
but my cruelty is endless
3. A két világ kapujában
Almost Saint - Két Világ Kapujánál
Ó én térdre rogyva
két világ kapujánál
Õk sugdolóztak egymás fülébe
élet, vagy halál?
És kérve kérhetsz
vagy bármit, ígérhetsz
Itt minden hangod a mélybe süllyed
Csak bízva-bízzál
de ne küzdjél, mert az fáj
Az életem, mint egy vár,
amit ostromol a halál
Vagy a halál, mint egy madár,
aki hív, hogy: gyere, repülj velem hát!
Hitre vársz hát,
Rátalálsz
Porrá zúzva is lábra állsz
Hatalom, mi körülvesz
büszkeségében el is vesz
És kérve-kérnek, vagy bármit ígérnek
Most minden hangjuk a mélybe süllyed
Mert bízva-bíztál és leküzdötted,
Ami fájt: a HALÁLT
4. Soul Killing
Almost Saint - Soul Killing
Always in a different body
for thousands of years
I've been searching
for the end of my endless journey
My body is killed by time
but now i close in and
kill this soul of mine
Soul, drifting away no more
Small, nascent bodies
you can buy me no more
Soul, resting forever
Soul closed in flesh,
You can see me no more
Several thousands of lives
I cannot remember
Though I can feel,
they burst my mind open
My body is killed by time
But now I close in
and kill this soul of mine
A narrowing road I'm walking on
But I know, near is the destination
5. Perversion
Almost Saint - Perversion
Now the time has come
to introduce one of our egos that hides
The real face of which we give each other only signs
We're transformed as we want to be,
An attractive killer calls it forth
whom we're going to hate afterwards
my blood is sparkling,
in it common sense is drowning
our nerves are itching we sractch them
so that this distorted desire can show:
this, we are also
So here I am, this is my perversion
I am my own creation
My deranged mind infects my body
I know it's forbidden but I let it be
And returning back to this clean world,
all the bits of my filthy-stinking body
Smoke I breathe, poison I swallow
Brides in the mud in their
snowwhite dresses wallow
Instead of the quiet sound of a flute
A madman is playing the trumpet
The time has come to introduce
a real face which we hide
We're transformed as we want to be,
an attractive killer calls it forth
Whom we're going to hate afterwards
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