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DREAMLIKE HORROR LYRICS
"Delightful Suicides" (2005)
1. Night Hunt
2. The House That Breathes With Ghosts
3. Moonshine
4. Damien
5. A Solitary Moment
6. The Labyrinth Of Qena
7. La Vendetta
8. Your Lying Body
9. Wedding In Horror
10. The Owl's Secret
11. Delightful Suicides
12. Funeral March
1. Night Hunt
2. The House That Breathes With Ghosts
The old house lays now empty in a yard where plants grow wild
left behind and abandoned
in the ashes of the past
It’s the house that breathes with ghosts!
It’s the house you want the most!
She wanted to leave the humid room
infested by spirits of ancient souls
No! They wont leave her alone, no!
They wont leave the house!
I don't wanna see her glasses in the cupboard
I don't wanna see her table cloths
All that she left here
signs of a life that is past and gone
yet so full of memories that live in my heart...
It’s the house that breathes with ghosts!
Don't you forget...
3. Moonshine
Brown water
Hides secrets of death
Night strains onto the fields
Like sticky sperms
A far house
Immersed in emptiness
Desolated lands
Crying their solitude to the wind….
Pulsing vein of the arm
Could explode
And stain with blood
Your tidy white bed
Live one more minute
And taste the bitterness of sadness
A little girl plays with her doll
In the room filled with silent moonshine
4. Damien
A dreadful omen, plague of christianity,
Threatens the earth
Black evil powers find incarnation
To rape the holiness of the human world
The Devil has sent his messenger
Son of the black God
Wolf among the sheep's
Ripper of human souls
Icy eyes of a small kid
Strangle and kill
Born in a normal family
The sweet baby reveals a beast
Damien, the time has come to revenge your father
Damien, the flames of hell are in your eyes
As he grows up his powers develop
No affection for the son of the black mark
Hate, rage, disgust for the world
Feel the demonic strength
Dogs and animals
Scared they run
Away from this little being
Bound to be the chosen one
5. A Solitary Moment
The story now begins straight right from the end, into the empty room a body lays over the bed, waking up one morning tears which wet her eyes, facing now the fear she always wanted to deny
"I will depart into the dreamy slumber, my lonely journey into my secret chamber, leaving emotions, abandoning fears, I’ll miss you when I am gone, I’ll write it in a letter my dear"
"My past lives now are before my eyes projecting scenes for my blind eyes
I relive every sensation, every frustration, every emotion
I cherish my mortality but this is time to say goodbye"
"Without sensations enslaving me I will now liberate my ego, my spirit will fly high, fly high, higher than an eagle"
"Even this circle has come to an end for a new circle of time has to begin
I wonder how many worlds I will see if my lost friends I’ll meet again
and head up high I move forward to my next destination"
There she walks straight into her tub, into the silver mirror a reflection of herself, one last bath with flowers before she slips away
leaving now her mortal life, her poems will live in her name
6. The Labyrinth Of Qena
7. La Vendetta
"She is always there...and I feel her! And it’s so cold here!
I left her in a hole in the ground a few decades ago
a lonely place they call grave ...and then at night my crystals vibrate in the cold wind, though all the windows are closed, the old stairs creek!
I can feel her! I can feel her presence!
She is here! And she hasn't forgiven me!"
"Were you looking for me mommy? You left me in a dark, dark place!
I came here to see you, mommy! Maybe you wanna play doll with me? Daddy told me, you have been a bad, bad mommy! But I don't think it’s true!"
"A BAD BAD BAD BAD BAD mommy!"
Being selfish, being mean, has been making souls unclean
put your daughter in the ground, what's been done will come around!
"Put your daughter in the ground! Who you have killed will come around!"
"Mamma took the life from me, I am still around as you can see
now of her I will take care, try and stop me if you dare!"
8. Your Lying Body
YOUR LYING BODY
The first time I saw your face
Two ruby eyes shining from the ground
You were tired and abandoned
In the humid arms of the grass
Green moist from your mouth
Livid lips, red wounded flesh
Spoiled wet flowers in your strawy hair
Turned into a cobweb, an insect nest!
As I saw you laying so twisted in the mud
My mouth wide open, suffocated a scream of HORROR in the throat!
Crawl worm, crawl!
Insinuating your tongue in the gap of the ground!
Crawl worm, crawl!
As your creepy hands reach out for mercy!
Sleep, forever sleep now
Until your soul will be sucked by the unknown
Ascending spiral from the sky
Will suck away the dust
From us and our poor human rests
From us and our poor human rests!
9. Wedding In Horror
WEDDING IN HORROR
My blood…for You!
My guts…for You!
My blood will dress your naked body
Paint you and adorn you
With my very own essence
With this knife
I will open up my chest
As a treasure box!
The extreme sacrifice
Will please my thirst
Of being you
Me inside you
Me as part of you
Knife me!
Knife me!
Dripping blood
It hurts
Knife me!
Pain…
Eat my pulsing warm heart
For my life’s essence
Will forever be
Inside you
Me inside you
Me as part of you
Me inside you
Me as part of You!
My blood will run
Into your veins
My textures become part of yours
Forever
10. The Owl's Secret
11. Delightful Suicides
DELIGHTFUL SUICIDES
I hear them breathing in the night
their fair bodies laying like muses on scarlet couches
ancient beauties pale as statues, once adored
pin-curled heads, gracefully leaning on bare shoulders
A red lips smile
like a rose, scarlet and voluptuous
blooming in the snow
the air is thick tonight
wet from sensual perfumes
Dry flowers left in vases
cover a light unperceivable
sweating smell
chairs dampened with erotic leaks
velvet stained in perfect lust... aahh
veils dropped on marble floors
as sensual layers of silk
Violins and pianos unleashing notes of romance
chains of pearls, beads and gold
the atmosphere is right tonight
two drops of venom
three drops of blood
Since the dawn of time...
Seduce me again...
... with your delightful suicides
12. Funeral March
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