|
BORN OF THORNS LYRICS
"The Encounter of Light and Dark" (2001 Demo)
1. The Encounter
2. Of Light
3. And Dark
1. The Encounter
The scene was set past myriad of centuries
Pale eclipsed moonlight evoken terrors
Illumination dividing shadows from the heavenly lights
It breeds the name of this lustrous sight
First arrived the beauty of night
An eager temptress whoring for souls
Alas…
This encounter
Whenever wicked lusts conquered love
They were hers
Now noticed her the prince of light
And opened his golden lips
To speak the words of a bidding welcome
(But hark) the child of darkness
Was too beautiful for the prince to watch
And instead of light
Sung the voice of darkness
Who art thou
Thou I have never seen
Thy brightness burns my eyes
Alas…
This encounter
Whenever wicked lusts conquered love
They were hers
One vanity less
Your lunacy rose to climax
Ruby tiara on her tress stood ablaze
Like the blood in the moonlight
He wished to question
But still no words fell forth
Twilight, ubiquitous, Andromeda…
Reveal who thou really art
Who art thou
Thou I have never seen
Thy brightness burns my eyes
Hearst thou not me
Thou shalt answer when I speak to thee
One vanity less
Your lunacy rose to climax
Who art thou
Thou I have never seen
Thy brightness burns my eyes
Alas…
This encounter
Whenever wicked lusts conquered love
They were hers
Reveal…
…Unconceal
Who thou really art
2. Of Light
For his was the grandeur of higher heavens,
Of golden mornings, virgin snowfields,
Which no unpure blood should stain
Nor shall everlasting undying ones (never enter)
He was the one, who guarded the edges of the divine lights
For they seeked every wicked damnation,
Dragged before their torment and vanquished…
Torn…
For their veins were rent by lycantrophic beasts
Asunder…
The All-might redeemer
Aspersed by its fallen servants
Absent feeling of feeble is ubiquitous
the Redeemers All-Might shall never arise
His aura of winter made hell repel
The evil and the sinner, met opaque revival
Thou art the bearer of unworthy prophesy,
Rise thy glance over the nocturnal welkin
Thou wert born for thirst of seduction
The arts of obsession embrace thy thoughts
The evil emerges from the hollow
Cum to ravish thee
two serpents (embraced as) one guiltet Eve
She is the raven, which delays the crater
And thus may not drink for turned to betrayer
He becomes the serpent thirst for fertilization
Lurk within stars for concealed temptation
The borders of faith itself shall never be crossed
For they seeked every wicked damnation,
Dragged before their torment and vanquished…
Dragged before their torment and vanquished…
For their veins were rent by lycantrophic beasts
Absent feeling of feeble is ubiquitous
the Redeemers All-Might shall never arise
His aura of winter made hell repel
The evil and the sinner, met opaque revival
Thou art the bearer of unworthy prophesy,
Rise thy glance over the nocturnal welkin
Thou wert born for thirst of seduction
The arts of obsession embrace thy thoughts
Ariadne obtained a gift: one thousand jewels
Gleaming in the night sky
Divine Corona Borealis reflects
The sign of eternal matrimony
3. And Dark
Behold the troops have gathered
From the realms of shadows
The cries of war declare a diatribe
Breathing madness of the black
Midnight dreams
These deathwished leagioners are marching forth
And a mourning veil fell across the fields
Where light once kissed the ground
Now grows the wine of thorns
Blades were raised towards
The shrine that they despise
At dusk will be revealed
What real dark is like
North wind is waving the flags
Bearing the mark of the monarchy
Time has come for confortation
Bright is the kingdom of light
Abhorent is its luminosity
With a curse these shadows bless this sight
Beneath a soothy mist the divine glow eclipsed
The gates were crumbling as the holy
Flame was extinct
The scene is running rampart
A Theater of brutal ravaging
Unknown is the sense of purity
Nocturnal celebration
She found her widing, this virgin icon of innocence
Kneeled to beg for mercy, in vain
Tore down her holy gown, laid her on the frostly ground
The feast of flesh had just begun
Casting weak white spells of light
Was no good for defence
One by one they vanished
Trough the spirals of oblivion
The plan of redvision proceeds
And the hunger for dominance grows
The wicked ways of darkness lead
To the joys of eternal woe
Torn down his feeble idols
The principles of weak inquisitors
For they know not the ferals
Kept within the untold secrets
|
|
