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DENEB LYRICS
"A Path Without Destination" (2005)
1. Born From Ashes [Intro]
2. Phoenix
3. Chaos
4. Waiting
5. A Path Without Destination
6. Diasparagmos
7. Anxieties
8. Conspiracy Of Silence
9. Phantom
10. A Tale Of Loss
11. The Wanderer
1. Born From Ashes [Intro]
2. Phoenix
PHOENIX
lead - Kufa
Chaos, sadness, emptiness, ebony darkness of the night. The tears shed one after another they will fall in dust.
Endless abyss of despair, silence in the night. Silence with no redundant words.
In the shining moon, dance of flickering shades. Wind in the boughts, there is no hope
What used to be, it is to be, the present doesn't exist. Eternal hourglass counts down the time
Until the end that is the beginning
I die to be reborn like Phoenix from ashes when the time comes to face the truth.
lead - Kufa
Drowned in torpor I strike a blow at my conscious to be able to forget
About the shutting-down nothingness. And when fear reaches its acme
That what used to be brightness turning black. I'll breath my last falling into the abyss
I'll let my soul and my free thought go away. I'll follow after them by myself to live again...
3. Chaos
CHAOS
Chaos is the Beginning and the End
lead � Kufa
Thin contemptuous laughter I hear from distance, Thou have come again to kill or to save
Thine diabolical cold is piercing through my body as usual
When Thou art close Thou art, Thou come. Like an uninvited guest, like a child unwanted
lead - Kufa
Chaos is our heritage Chaos is the Beginning and the End, Life and Death, the Link
Neither good, nor bad. Angel of just vengeance. Herald of changes, the living fire, the queen of existence
Thou that art... thou spread thy wings until eternity. Keeper of hourglass, gazing at each other with blind eyes
Born of chaos. We cross each other endlessly. In the sinister silence. Born of chaos.
Destined to us Thou await here for each of us. And when the time is to come Thou take away that is your due
Thou and I
And then, then... then you disappear as unnoticeably as thou appeared. Thou leave emptiness and suffering
Yet that's how it has to be, the end is the beginning, Chaos is our heritage
4. Waiting
WAITING
Waiting for a miracle I close my eyes to erase from my memory all things of the past.
Biting my lips I clench my fists until the pain and feel my life is leaving.
I have less strength to stem the emptiness, extensive emptiness which penetrates every sense.
Nothingness is winding me tight with a net like a cobweb. Sticky, dusky, unpleasant just like depths of nonentity.
I'm still trying to fight because passivity carries the death.
I tear the net in desperation but it's still growing again. A dream is slowly coming, strange and sweet dream.
I want to close my eyes, to be carried away rise far away but I'm scared.
Does it taste like that? Is it the taste of death? Death!
Getting scared more an more heart is beating faster and I can hear nothing instead its chaotic beat.
Does it taste like that? Is it the taste of death? Death!
Millions of troubled thoughts gallop in my brain like a herd of horses treating down the way.
Does it taste like that? Is it the taste of death? Death!
They are disappearing but soon coming back to hit the rest of the reason with the last blow.
I'm trying to cry but hopelessly. Nothing happens. Silence is the answer.
Maybe it's not worth crying? Maybe it's better to be silent. Waiting for a miracle.
And hear the tranquility, to hear the voice? Waiting for a miracle. I'm getting silent. Waiting for a miracle.
5. A Path Without Destination
A PATH WITHOUT DESTINATION
People were drinking the dream of life waking up in the fragrant dew
Dancing in the dark wilderness to see the first blaze of the dawn.
They laid the borders and made the barriers today they wake up in the bedding full of down.
They created laws and subjugation naming everything human misery.
They created the walls and the tart steel blood has become their food
They brought from the ground its primeval particle. Life going by doesn�t surprise anyone
A touch has become a contamination, pleasure has become like squinting eyes
They marked out paths without destination laying the foundations of Chaos
They are dancing again like in the past performing their tribal dances
Having a change in their hearts which was the only one forever
A man has not changed - methods has changed I am stopping short accumulating my energy
lead - Kufa
So that I will be able to join the Father of Everything. People were drinking the dream of life
Waking up in the fragrant dew dancing in the dark, in the dark wilderness to see�
6. Diasparagmos
DIASPARAGMOS
The curtain disclosed the stage. The last scene, to let it consummate.
Diasparagmos! The crowd demands blood, the victims of life in their own blindness.
The voice of nation is the voice of the God. Agreed! The wish of the crowd will be, the wish of the crowd � fulfilled.
lead - Kufa
Grey-haired old man, false prophet points you out. Mad crowd�s acme
With murder in their eyes. They surround the victim to strike a finishing blow in amok. Diasparagmos!
Chaotic dance of shadows among stony statues, blood shed upon the altar in the name of rebirth.
Diasparagmos! Blood and destruction. Venomous glance cast furtively. Diasparagmos!
That�s the end. The pack of hounds is fed, the murderous passion has been paid back.
The beast has gone into recesses of the soul to revel in victory while dreaming
lead � Kufa
And when the time of awakening comes it will leave its den to set disarray.
The moment of reflection has come, the crowd has cooled down
Looking at their hands spotted with blood. Glances shrouded with silence.
Are that we? Questions without answers. Nothing but silence and smell of death.
These don�t let forget about themselves. Anonymous crowd withdraws. They leave to find excuse for their vile deeds
lead - Kufa
Condemning themselves on forever. Forever damnation�
7. Anxieties
ANXIETIES
Among the night subtle cry, silence, bitter tears giving nothing but consolation. Lost in a whirl or restless thoughts,
Hunt down like an animal, deprived of belief. Helplessly clenching my fists I persist opening old wounds I'm bleeding, I'm alone
Who am I and who are you, the ultimate being, searching for the answer I've lost my way, giving myself up to my imagination
I discover new dark sides of my sanity. Murderous passions, visions of ruin Armageddon is the last resort of existence
Instrumental
I love and hate I believe and don't trust anything. Being silent I want to make the earth rumbling, I suffer, I take a look around me
I see the wall. Four walls square Babel Tower, Babel Tower, I fall asleep. I wake up in tomorrow, in tomorrow so different of today
lead - Kufa
Not having enough strength to struggle with today. In the bleakness of the day the blackness of the night is blurring.
Waiting for help to come. I am waiting in vain, maybe it won't come but there's nothing left but hope
I am trying to disperse the dark of unrest I am no longer able to be. In fever I put my thoughts together trying to imagine myself
I can't yet I do my best it seems to be useless. Looking for the truth closer to the end in the closed circle forever
The end that doesn't give me an answer. And is not the afterlife, the ultimate end in the closed circle forever
The ultimate and being only the beginning. What was it is to come, what is to be happens now.
8. Conspiracy Of Silence
CONSPIRACY OF SILENCE
lead - Kufa
Thousands of the exposed seen with a naked word. A deed, a gesture, a man is a creator
lead - Kufa
His soul is elusive, changeable, faint and wild. Growing in disorder. Disorder!
Where are the walls of sacrum? Where is the freedom of silence?
Our wall is there guarded by the freedom of silence. Without the presence of deeds and gestures
The army of our non-existence naked, full of passion. I can see naked children without deeds and gestures
Heading towards the power in a conspiracy of silence. Thousands of the exposed seen with a naked word
A deed, a gesture a man is a creator. His soul is elusive, changeable, faint and wild. Growing in disorder
Naked, full of passion I can see naked children without deeds. Heading towards, towards the power
In a conspiracy of silence.
9. Phantom
PHANTOM
I�ve been lost in conjecture inside the labyrinth of words. Sunk in the lake, full of my cold dreams,
Immense deeps, of icy abyss, among the immemorial mist, mysterious power,
lead - Kufa
Am I you? Or are you myself? Who Am I? And who you are? Give me your hand Make me believe you exist
That you are not a phantom, immaterial creature, Phantom! Your face...
A mirror reflection of mine? Or maybe inversely? I want to know! Are you silent? Why?
What offence have I committed? Answer me! You are leaving again with no word, can�t you answer me?
Or maybe you are a prisoner just like me?
lead - Kufa
Among four walls my fears, my scare. Another time my soul torn into two
Another time between the devil and the deep sea
Where are you? Where have you gone? My shadow whoever you are...
I�ve been lost in conjecture inside the labyrinth of words.
Where are you? Where have you gone? My shadow whoever you are...
Among four walls my fears, my scare. Another time my soul torn into two
10. A Tale Of Loss
A TALE OF LOSS
Everyday occurrences pervaded by eerie glimmerings of the unknown
Alleged sordid medicines for melancholy, only wicked this way come and they go away
I would be clothed in trees and rivers I would freeze gladly
In the hoarfrosted ice-house door sleep with thunders and visions... Take it slowly and inhale the heady aroma
A small sip of fanciful dreams
They who enter hear more deeply the striking of sickening clock
Face never spotted with the scarlet horror seeking for the meaning
Fake words suppressed me cloudless climes and starry skies, the waves in every raven trees
Where thoughts serenely sweet express I sank in tumult to a ocean
And I am gone forever, now I am gone and forgotten. How dear was my dwelling place...
What I know fairly well die first real time of living
lead - Sulka
What I know fairly well die first real time of living. I would be clothed in trees and rivers I would freeze gladly
In the hoar-frosted ice-house door sleep with thunders and visions...
Take it slowly and inhale the heady aroma. A small sip of fanciful dreams
11. The Wanderer
THE WANDERER
Who am I ?
Everything and nothing at once! Lost in time and forgotten looking for a way back
Blindly running from my shadow. I stand on the edge of reality and a dream
Looking for truth I've reached too far. Now I can't go back
I have to wander through the winding roads to find a path to the victory of mankind
I've reached the bottom and I wade through the mud
And I'm losing, now I�m losing my strength but still I have to go towards
lead � Kufa
Hot blood pumps through my veins I can hear voices in my head. They're telling me "The victory is near !"
Everything and nothing at once! Lost in time and forgotten looking for a way back
Blindly running from my shadow I stand on the edge of reality and a dream
Looking for truth I've reached too far Now I can't go back. I have to wander through the winding roads
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