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CENOTAPH LYRICS
"Riding Our Black Oceans" (1994)
1. The Solitudes
2. Severance
3. Grief to Obscuro
4. Macabre Locus Celesta
5. Among the Abrupt
6. Infinitum Valet
7. The Silence of Our Black Oceans
8. Soul Profundis
9. Ectasia Tenebrae
1. The Solitudes
Beneath the rain of soul pain water
with sky tears on my face and alone
I'm still in sorrow for the agression
of the night soul.
Benetah the rain of soul pain
where the cross of sanity sleeps
in the dreams of unholy atrocity
Resting into my dark reflections
my words are flames of fire
(burning the wind)
my laments are screams of the sky
(songs of the storm)
Against the blind resurrection of reality, I fight
where all shinning loves are scream of hate
with the flames of rage running trough my veins
and with fire in my tongue
I kiss the beauty loneliness
This agressive and extreme dark night
is reflecting in my eyes
and with the rain I burn the water of life
I wait for the cosmic whispers
beyond the infinite heart of nothingness
Sanity sleeps into atrocity
and create out the dreams of unholy atrocity
the hideous nightmares of a beauty splendor from spirit
here is the body of sorrow structured by stars.
The cross is watching the moon with my eyes
with my herat was created this torment hate
with my soul sorrow...
The sky rain in tears upon my face
and I rest in this dark trance
where the sanity sleeps in the atrocity
2. Severance
I'm trying to liberate myself
from these chains of light breath
every time I'm stronger
and every time I draw more dark in the sky
From this tomb of flesh
again I can proclaim my open road
and I'll walk over the planfull spirit of life
embracing the signs of possession
Silently I am crossing the land
and I find myself before me
by a blaze of fire I was entombed in the reality
And I'll be burnt by the flames of faith and days
waiting for the hope of a tear
I down myself in this water of sadness
Silently I am crossing the land
by a blaze of life I was entombed in the reality
and I find myself before me
In my view the lands of Christ
they're just one of a thousand stars
and it's light of faith
like the sons by the time will die
So this illumination of souls will be over
when the morning eternally sleep with the sun
(The reality) in the silence she wanders
where is the mourning, where is the sun?
With some tears running for it's fallen light
reality will watch the obscure cosmos
waiting to be eternally
an echo and the past of the black universe
3. Grief to Obscuro
Awakening the rage from black rays of hate
the years form the season of my existence
were entombed into dreams of winter whispers into their cold hands the day will drown
within the falmes of the awakening rage.
Seduced for caress of bitter winter whispers
the winds of reality change to freeza snow
as cold as my death feelings
The ruins of the fountain where seeds of life born
with the wind is gone though the gates of words
written in poemas of views from the awakening rage
Whispers of winters poems
The forzen light enlights me
this kingdom of solitude shines in black
this unanimated atmosphere dominates me
a so sadly landscape lifeless in sorrowin hate
take my hand
From the sounds of northern skies
the expression in an ilussion of sun burned in snow
I hear the voices that sacrifices
I'm seated in my throne of silence, in solitude
and with my herat under the ground I'm crying
I will never see the winter whispers end
I would like to see with death
resting in my eyes
Dreams consume me, please tell me more
I want to know
I am waiting to be eternal shadow
I was who awakes the rage
to destroy the fountain
where the deeds of my life were born
because I hate, and I suffer
Look the landscape with sunshine
Look the landscape with moonshine
Sunshine, moonshine
Just I create
This poem in my grief
to her the whispers and
always sleep in winter
and like a star my soul would shine
between the sun and moon between the same
red sky...
4. Macabre Locus Celesta
With gray names written in my view
of black prosperity, in this melodic morass
all the essence of desolation cries for me
silently in this locus mopish
I'm kissed by the splendor of solitude, of silence
and the dark sky of night
is refelcting in the water of my sea
whispering wrath
The black and insane wave of agony
enjoy the fall of light
for the horizon where the sun dies
and I hear the mute screams of pain from silence
When in the journey the flesh
tries to follow the shadow
the whip hand of nowhere
punishes all the ways of light
and freezes the altar of life
Walking-to the open road that I proclaim
Searching-for the ritualistic names written in my view
from the breath of the open universe
I consuem all the macabre essence
of idealistic faith.
I am a star who wanna born in the forest of dark
and my name scapes of light to be gray
while I am resting in the arms of desolation
slowly I find my own tears but frozen
And my flesh change to be a stone
now the whip hand with cadence
punishes and freezes my altar of life
So I exist not in light
So I don't exist yes in dark
5. Among the Abrupt
My souls burst in a trance of melancholy
and a soul side journs in a fire sky
dominating the howl dark billowing of the mind
Freezing the time between my illusions
they cross the frigid than mist through my heart
to join at my uncontrolling feelings
Among this violent dimension
starnge voices scream with reclaim tone
in this burned garden of illusions
the promise of a universe without horizons
Again I don't know why beauty fears at herself
why doesn't she express herself on my bitter dream
and why am I drowned in this intense laments
without enjoy of any beauty.
In this gloomy dream my hidden sorrows
will stay behind my eyes for the existence
and for yhe eternity they will remain mine
For this svage promises
that spit me happiness and sadness
at my disturbed dream
Like inside iof me lies buried the soul of god
and the silence tell me with voices
that just my soul can listen
the cause of it's tears and hidden sorrows.
6. Infinitum Valet
Be alone and contemplating the meditation
in a spiritual space, where all is in order
the cosmicism of this enigma dances for me
in this existence of my being that is in disorder
The figures of the open silence falls with me
at the hands of the stars
the darkest one enlight my fears so deeper
and I sleep upon other searching a dream
to broke this other mine
The mystic and mysterious (universe)
is laughing of my reality
serene and tranquil
I show it my open mind
But just create an entrance to go out
When the eyes of our solitude, see everything
awaiting, searching the other side of night
Cold and infinite embraces me before fall
drawing my being forgotten colour
I can't find a rect way because
all are circles of profile all ways
always without clouds in the sky
My affliction teaches me how to find the mourn light
I am in nowhere and find the nothing
But in all depths of myself
I search lost feelings to create
some beloved for my life
7. The Silence of Our Black Oceans
8. Soul Profundis
Arising through the mighty wisdom
the winds of unanimated sorrow
silently consume the light and horror
Beyond the kingdom of light, I implore hate with fear
with my hands floating in the
black winds of dark sky
consuming all the effort, to burst in myself
The sculptural sunset in my emotional sensibility
by grace of hate is comic now
and the skies inside of me, that I enlight
change their blue face for a
tormenting night full of rays.
The shiny that ride in this night
fight for the domination
of the infinite and universal dark
as I shine and ride in my own cosmic universe
it's my soul who fights for the domination
of my own light of darkness
And with temptation I search my real sign
so that this mighty wisdom
catches with rage the wind inside my fist
but the wind that is the son of the universe
encloses me into it's universal fist
Trying to catch the wing I was
catching for it
Trying to find my real sign
I am a sign of the dream of the universe
I implore with fear my sword that is hate
with purgatory emotional sensibility
I ride in this night of the stars
fighting for the domination of my own
light of darkness
trying to catch the wind in my first
9. Ectasia Tenebrae
The mercy falls behind the voice of tyranny
and with it's burned eyes cries but fire
then, here my vision join at the wind eyes
and my voice sings the natural music of tragedy
The star of tenebrae will terrify the blaze of reality
spelling the equilibrium
filling my universe with thousands of frozen moons
absorbing all negative energy
in this concentration of equilibration
In the domination of kingdom's wrath
shadows walk without owner, just in black
and never with chains from the flesh
just guided by the hand of spiritual liberalism
Horizon's aren't in front of my eyes
horizons exists behind my eyes and are mine
the shadows fly loosing in the eternal obscurity
of this black universe existent and real
Someday I'll be real
because someday I'll die of this dream
built of light
and I'll exist in the eternal darkness
And the black universe
That tries to awake from it's dream
with my contribution
I grow the birth of universal darkness
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