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CASTRUM LYRICS
"In The Horizons Of The Dying Theatre" (2000)
1. Fragments Of The Fall
2. Empress Of... (Insane... Sordid... Wicked...)
3. A Voice From The Haunted Graveyard
4. . . .
5. Dying Winter (Her Natural Despair And Violent Desire)
6. Thou Uprised Majesty In Thirsty Glance Of Dusk
7. Fields
8. Drakulin Ples (Dracula`s Dance)
9. Nocturnal Eden Behind Serpent Eyes
10. Wandering Between Solitary Dream
11. ...And The Curtain Falls
1. Fragments Of The Fall
2. Empress Of... (Insane... Sordid... Wicked...)
3. A Voice From The Haunted Graveyard
...Illusions make sleepers dream...
...Awake before I enter within...
Obey the thoughts in this grand twilight castle
The place haunted with past of chaos I've been
Music of winds adorned
With the groan of banshee
Scent of dead 'pon the waveless sea
Dancing shadows at the midnight masquerade
A breath behind thee thrill that never ends
Craft of pleasure and desires
That wish to kiss thy neck
Take my hand, join me within
(...Banquet in black)
Under the spell of the great summoner
Thirteen of them bleed for resurrection
Of the witch evoker
so lick and fuck
Come fourth pale moonlight
And shine 'pon her beauty tonight
Let her be drowned in nocturnal eyes
Embraced by hands that once have dyed
I held thee as we danced below moon
Pain and stoned but yet flame burns
All this may not remain but be gone soon
Is there a sense if dust is in us?
Seduce me I fear no golden dawn
'cause light of Christ for now is eclipsed
Reveal to me thy lust
And hear the whisper of a Voice
From the Haunted Graveyard
Blue hell descends
And eden was burnt
Before this gloomy... cabaret
But Dark Angel hides the tears
And speaks the words of requiem
Heavens open orifice for meadows of lies
She dies as she looks at the skies
(Release these nightmares
For they shall be my arrival)
Spirits of Darkness
Creatures of night feel my hate
As I open the gates
Of yours banishment and death
Be gathered for your swords are thirsty
...of blood
A third war is to rise
Before the throne of a God
But rivers yet run, sun still shines
Why the only flower from my touch
...has to dismay
Ash and breeze quietly moan
In this battle of dark and
No one won
Angel why have Ye abandoned me
If I have only drowned in those depths of a sea
I hear thee sing a song for a soul of ice
Which shall be awaken after the last ray
...dies
Obey the moaning
From this grand twilight Castrum
The place haunted with horror of chaos I've been
Melodies of winds
On shores they always will be like ours tears
In depths of waveless sea
Shadows are vanishing majesty becomes sand
Theatre is dying and curtain falls
Thy grace and perfume darkness shall awake
Hold my hand...
Whilst my soul is melting
...Black..........
Come fourth pale moonlight
And shine 'pon her beauty tonight
Let her be drowned in nocturnal eyes
Embraced by hands that once have dyed
I held thee as we danced below moon
Pain and stoned but yet flame burns
All this may not remain but be gone soon
Is there a sense if dust is in us?
4. . . .
5. Dying Winter (Her Natural Despair And Violent Desire)
Radiant moon arises replete with craft
As some orator noble preternatural
Pernicious for servants of the light
Gorgeous for those who lurk in sombre night
Cautiously peers at me as I write
Profane drama of darkness and aftermath
Pour the blood in this embroidered cup
From sanguinary vine I'll be drunk
For thee my last thoughts are
And for seasons I have bemired
Belfries their chime brought so near
A dirge of wolfish choir I can hear
Restless breeze whispers the tune
Unbosoming my heart to their lure
Those prurient winds are now forever gone
Doom is rising 'pon my dominion
Thou...
Shall behold me dying
For we have never had our name nor shape
Nauseous vacancy is usufruct we create
Funeral frost is all to... reflect
Darkness... shroud me
That I could see her light once more
Before in thy hall I enter
These are the last pages that I write
For my decembres dying winter
...tonight Heaven bleeds...
As the night descends
With the moon like flame
From depths, crypts and graves
Rotten they whisper
The Philosopher's name
Pale beauty in scarlet vestment
Thy faith and certainty aren't returned
Do thee sense within my end
For those words I've ever said
From all those virulence I drawn
Hold thy lucid tears of sorrow, don't cry
In moonlight bath me before I die
Hold thy lucid tears of sorrow, don't cry
Lick my soul to the midnight ray
This is decease of my yawing unlife
Curse, fuck, rape? and die
Because from my veins is flowing lonesome time
Hold thy lucid tears of sorrow, don't cry
Hold thy lucid tears of sorrow, don't cry
In moonlight bath me before I die
Hold thy lucid tears of sorrow, don't cry
Lick my soul to the midnight ray
Now...
As I bleed on these stairways
My eyes are tired
Embrace me and close me forever
Stay proud and strong
Another hand will assuage the pain
I was just one...
Chapter of the dying winter
(...Like we were empty...
...Like we've never endured...)
This is the godless eden
6. Thou Uprised Majesty In Thirsty Glance Of Dusk
7. Fields
8. Drakulin Ples (Dracula`s Dance)
9. Nocturnal Eden Behind Serpent Eyes
I am your Nocturnal Eden
Raise your swords for noble prince Vlad
The sun is darker and full of blood
Drink from your cups as I from grail of sin
The Dragons are awakening and change their whim
For we shall rule this world and laugh to pain
Under the cold moon "Order" will ride again
Centuries of waiting now end weak we shall slay
...Those of the heaven shall not see
The light of a day
...Dracul ...Dracul...
Come fourth servants of the great Dragon
Evoke the name of our creator
We all belong to the same banner
In our veins flows the blood of predator
...Dracul ? saviour Dracul...
...Dracul ? saviour Dracul...
Where to fled from the horror ahead
Never more thee will turn to behold
For they are hunting thee acolyte
Lords of damnation to tear you apart
Ye may hear bestial baying from behind
Infernal hordes and voices in thy mind
Thy bigot seed for sure shall die
While black birds roam these darkened skies
...Nocturnal eden behind serpent eyes...
I have dreamed the dreams in chains
Of thousand angels that hang in their death
And within Impaler's eyes cold as abyss
Flames of mercy burn but yet frozen beneath
Eclipsen thoughts imprisoned in lust
We have yearned for thee, gather Thy dust
Darkened are our wings
Destruction and cold...
In the hands of children of the dark
Born with the stone not a heart
Blessed by the Horned God
Black souls imprisoned in time
Praise the arrival of the noble prince Vlad
Come fourth servants of the great Dragon
Kneel before me and impale those who shall betray
I am thy lord and ruler of this sphere
But my sword belongs to the Kaziklu Bey
...Dracul ? saviour Dracul...
...Dracul ? saviour Dracul...
10. Wandering Between Solitary Dream
11. ...And The Curtain Falls
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