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DELICATE NEWS LYRICS
"The Mirth In A Dead Man´s Yell" (1993)
1. Burning Visions
2. When The Rain Comes
3. Am I Sick ?
4. The Exhilaration Of A Dying Day
5. Hey Will !
6. The Mirth In A Dead Man´s Yell
7. My Everlasting Wish
8. Chains In Nowhere
9. Poem Of A Hated Son
10. Baby Farmer
11. Flowers In Chill
12. Screaming Days
13. The Roam
14. Goodman Death
1. Burning Visions
Inflame sorrows the perfect dream of infamy
Inspect the sense of a contrary duplicity
Bleed the grief of my draining heart
Look inside of a malicious man's art
Feel my memories in the air
Chills march through the center of my misery
Frightening vision the darkside of my decisions
Burn your soul and suck my passions
Burning vision knows the reason why
Suffer your time your grace passing by
Burning vision knows who's to blame
Diffuse your misgivings enjoy my game
My bloody fingers borrow your tongues
A tasteful feast has just begun
The simple behaviour of a crazy son
Analyse his partiality for fun
2. When The Rain Comes
When the rain comes
Fear falls upon stony ground
Dark, blue haze surrounds you
Greasy wet fingers on your neck
Rain like dried up grass
Patters in my inanimate face
Do you scent the poison
Coming out of my chasm
When the rain comes
The painted skies begin to burn
All the feelings behind your mask
Unfold with havoc and evil thoughts
Goodbye my honey! Do you feel my anger?
Goodbye my flower! You'll never try to sleep
Goodbye, goodbye!!!
When I smoke your ashes you'll die
When the rain comes
Tears fall upon stony ground
Dark, blue haze surrounds you
Greasy wet fingers on your neck
3. Am I Sick ?
6 o'clock I've closed my eyes
Thoughts rusty nails into my mind
Jump down from heaven, embrace the death
Dance around my crazy head, listen!!!
Paranoia it doesn't matter to my terrified brain
Your call, nice laughing angels
The end and the beginning for me the same
You know your duties towards the helpless
Burying-beetles know it well, say goodbye with a smile
Welcome to my vicious circle, I invite you! I invite you!!!
Am I sick? I don't know! My guts swat against the wall
Am I dead ? I don't know! Now I listen to the radio
Hey baby! Do you like it?
To sizzle my head in a microwave
Suck my eyes, inflame my brain
You know the public calls it insanity!
Hey mom sit down and listen
Counter closed on heaven's gate
The electric chair means the same
Coloured flowers light up your way
Playing with your sweaty dark hair
4. The Exhilaration Of A Dying Day
Recall hidden memories perceive your face beyond the shade
Someone calls my name desecrates my piece of mind
The way of time corrodes my hate
My preserved misery melts into reality
Every day swallows my life accomplish your lies
Modern signs of swastika the new form of perverse art
The way of the time corrodes my hate
My preserved misery melts into reality
You'll die anyway
A black raven caws on my bed
The senseless nightmare will never end
Meaning of things long forgotten dreams
Deep inside of me
Please god grant my screams
Oh please, kill them anyway
Sometimes I call your name
Sometime I'll leave this hell
They call you public enemy
They squeeze your brain they scorch your skin
Paradise lost you again
Please god grant my screams
Rescue my mind, the time is coming
5. Hey Will !
6. The Mirth In A Dead Man´s Yell
7. My Everlasting Wish
This is all my hate
It grows every day
I kill you every morning
I hate you since my birth
I wish you had died before you ever lived
Come into my house
You'll feel the same
You gonna be insane
Just like me!!!
You're my private enemy
Our mother told me you feel the same
I slash your puppets
I burn your toys
I wish you hell
Come baby come ...
Feel my rage!
Come into my house
You'll feel the same
You gonna be insane
Just like me!!!
You're my private enemy
Our mother told me you feel the same
I slash your puppets
I burn your toys
I wish you hell It's a bad day, god knows it
It's a bad day, i feel it
It's a bad day; you better believe it
8. Chains In Nowhere
Come back from the grave
My dirty boots stained with sins
Bleed the feelings of a thousand dying angels
Tears you will never forget
Open the door of my insanity
Exceed the gate of fantasy
I saw the hangman's mate
Kissing my pate
I feel the madness behind my brain
Which kind of malice has taken my mind
I hear the voices in my head
Which kind of malice has taken my mind
I taste the nasty smell of death
I feel the madness behind my brain
Which kind of malice has taken my mind
Cross the floor
Knock on my door
-and fly away-
Incense fills the air
Come in and fly away
-and fly away-
9. Poem Of A Hated Son
Darkside of my mind watch over abnormal mysteries
My reality concealed behind a compliment
Beyond the human tragedies
Hidden complication unbelievable silence
Ovations from the commons
Waiting for an ordinary lie take the signs of death
Promising to you a blessed and golden century
Only the devil knows what it means
Trust me and the day will come
Ascending you the really unwanted child
We will clean your brain burn your impure memories
My pure consciousness contains different kinds of holy lies
My words reveal you the paradise!
Hollowed dreams adulated my insanity
The awareness to be a destiny
I can feel their screams fascination of my reality
They will be suspended my mind will be distorted
My dreams are obscure sent by the lord
Darkside of my ...
10. Baby Farmer
Sent by the time hate my only true friend now
A light so clear and pure a feeling blessed by gore
Another sinister day shatters your fame
Piece by piece, more and more
Your own sickness seemed to grow
Your alleged friends freeze with horror
When you tell them of tomorrow
They suppose me in back-alleys
I guess, we breed dead blood
They praise children for their lord
But they kill them with every holy word
Travelling dreams carry me away
Angels cry, the seed grows up
A dead bird twitters a mournful dirge
An old man spits on his luck
Polished white men circle around your eyes
Stare into your mind, please hold my hands tight
The well -known taste of death circles around my eyes
Stare into my mind, please hold my hands tight
11. Flowers In Chill
In the presence of love
Hate becomes a mask
The face of flawless beauty
My bed in the garden where my frights caress your skin
My eyes are the vessels where my ship secretes your fears
I stepped into the light
I watch angels roll across my hands
I know them weeping under my mask
Lovely faces, my arms in blood, I watch them roll across my feet
Torment with flowers in chill
Silence, oh beloved melody, whispering violence
Ancient rhymes, burning void
Blessed rhythm of my wounds
Where all the rain turns into my blood
There is my soul within the chill of love
They know me in torment,
but I'm just in my beautyful garden of light
In the presence of love hate becomes a mask,
the face of a tender kiss
12. Screaming Days
Dainty, pure orphans cheerful, resigned creatures
Long regretted children caught and taught to kill
Initiated cynical butcher be in bondage to him
Blessed fancies, their fathers know it well
Camouflage in a splitted personality conscientious servants
Devoid of scrupels picked according to their partiality for hate
They're carrying an old facade suppression attached to their flag
Abhorred hangmen of a precarious system
Nasty narks, the malice in person
'conducator' they called their godfather
Be in bondage to him SCREAMING DAYS
Embedded in a miraculous feeling of sway
Screaming days, days of hate
Human tragedies like a festering injury
Put a needle in the wound until the lowest fell fool
Be surprised SCREAMING DAYS days of lies
Captivated in their memories rack another game
Marvellous years of decay ending in an opaque state of mind
SCREAMING DAYS embedded in a miraculous feeling of sway
Screaming days, days of hate days of lies
13. The Roam
I roam
I roam a thousand years
I march through the endless disease
I rove till the angels cry
I fall till the angels die ..... !
First I bleed every dying breath now I don't jerk with an eyelash
When I close your eyes fresh deadly eyes I guess I smile
Scrutinize the blemished stain the direst grey mug I've ever seen
I wash my hands in blood I don't know when the decay has begun
First I bleed every dying breath now I don't jerk with an eyelash
When I close your eyes, fresh deadly eyes
I guess I smile
I roam a thousand years
I search through the endless disease
I rove till the angels cry
I fall till the angels die ..... !
First I bleed every dying breath
Now I don't jerk with an eyelash
When I close your eyes fresh deadly eyes
I guess I smile
14. Goodman Death
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