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ENSOPH LYRICS
"Project X-Katon" (2006)
1. In the Name of Freedom
2. Condemned
3. Kirillow's Bullet (Aleksjej Nilyc: A Russian Trilogy Pt. 1)
4. D-Generation
5. Icons in the Dust
6. Un Petalo Di Pieta'
7. Getsemani
8. The Source Becoms Desert
9. Holy Bleeds (Rodian Romanyc: A Russian Trilogy Pt.2)
10. Pain, Pride and Regret
11. Leaving No Trace Behind (Ivan Karamazov: A Russian Trilogy Pt. 3)
12. In the Name of Freedom (Reprise)
1. In the Name of Freedom
2. Condemned
On my skin the enigma appears
I will no longer be the same man
How could I thank you for this sacred gift
This command will never be lift
Say never in front of this life
Say never these words come from the sky
Spinning round and circle
Grows up my guilt on me
Exposed with blood and infamy
I'm the judge and the condemned
The flavour of rejection
Please don't pray for me
There is no better way to redemption
I just want to be where I am
Condemned to my skin
A glorious fate foreseen
What is out is what is within
A monument to a purity unclean
If death will seal the rhyme
At one with a blessed crime
To complete the execution
The beginning is the solution..forgive my eyes..this is the crime
Condemned to my skin
A glorious fate foreseen
What is out is what is within
A monument to a purity unclean
On my skin the enigma appears
I will no longer be the same man
How could I thank you for this sacred gift
This command will never be lift
Condemned to my skin
A glorious fate foreseen
What is out is what is within
A monument to a purity uncleanTo a purity unclean
To a purity unclean
3. Kirillow's Bullet (Aleksjej Nilyc: A Russian Trilogy Pt. 1)
Dark is a secret
Kept in your room
Does God sing to you
The requiem of the heroes?
And as you wonder about the truth
You find the point in which converge
All the directions that collapse
This fragile dream of infinity dying
Kirillow blow, kirillow blow, kirillow blow.
Point, point, point to your head
And as the doubt unchains its storm
All your worst fears take now a form
How can you think your dream come true
If lies of God are waiting for you
Kirillow blow, kirillow blow, kirillow blow.
Io sono via verità e vita
Io sono via verità e vita
A trembling finger
On the steel trigger
One step to the end
Will God become sand?
And as you wonder about the truth
You find the point in which converge
All the directions that collapse
This fragile dream of infinity dying
Blow, blow, blow, kirillow blow...blow, blow, blow, kirillow bullet
Blow, blow, blow, kirillow blow...point to your head
4. D-Generation
The envy and ignorance
That feed the masses
Can't stop my painful
Way to elevation
Beyond good and evil
Beyond the old certainties
Trying to fill up with the will
The abyss born by death of God
That God created by our hopes and fears
That God so human cause made in our image
Beyond good and evil
Beyond the old certainties
Like the rain that slips away
From the shoulders of ancient statues
So the laws that rule the common people
Cannot touch the New Man
Time, the time is come
To taste the Will
Evolution or decadence
Are you strong? Strong enough?
To defy the human's weakness
Trying to fill up with the will
The abyss born by death of God
That God created by our hopes and fears
That God so human cause made in our image
5. Icons in the Dust
The children of the old empire
Look at their cities in the fire
Afraid and naked they pray in vain
The god deceived invoked again
Mankind, lost mankind
Slave of your-sin, slave
With their empty eyes, they scan the distant skies
Waiting for the forgiveness, they will have only darkness
Useless cry, useless worry, they cur the fate
Useless cry, useless worry, but now it's too late
But now it's too late
With no limits, is their decay
They choose their way, day after day
A slowly procession to the grave
Hiding their guilt in the soul's cave
Time after time, as I write in the stone
The dawn of the new age born in the scorn
Icons in dust, devoured by rust
The cross in the mud disappears so fast
Icons in the dust the cross in the mud
With no limits, is their decay
They choose their way, day after day
A slowly procession to the grave
Hiding their guilt in soul's cave
Time after time, as I write in the stone
The dawn of the new age born in the scorn
Icons in dust, devoured by rust
The cross in the mud disappears so fast
The last days...creeping deception
Rebel sons...renounce to redemption
The abyss calls..the death of light
Eternal torment..the ultimate fight
Stupid vanity the source of evil
Blind pride the seed of the Devil
With no limits, is their decay
They choose their way, day after day
A slowly procession to the grave
Hiding their guilt in soul's cave
Time after time, as I write in the stone
The dawn of the new age born in the scorn
Icons in dust, devoured by rust
The cross in the mud disappears so fast
6. Un Petalo Di Pieta'
Il giorno che verrà – la pena toglierà
Il Fato che tu scegli – Può Dio trovarci svegli?
Il Signore con la frusta – Il quesito senza risposta
Il veleno nelle vene – dal martirio sorge il bene
Che tu creda che tu possa – tornerai dalla fossa
Per quel Regno che si chiama – per cui Dio affonda la lama
Che tu possa che tu creda – che tu un’alba nuova veda
Per quel Regno che si invoca – oramai con voce fioca
Il Creato tra le doglie – non temere nuove soglie
Il Regno che consola – un cappio alla gola
Il pastore nella vigna – tra gli ulivi la vergogna
Potrà Cristo perdonare – questo immenso perdurare
Trenta soldi per l’inferno – per l’agnello appeso al legno
Una fonte che disseta – troppo tardi per la méta
Trenta soldi per l’abisso – per poter scorgere il nesso
Tra l’inizio e la fine – la salvezza appesa a un crine
Un petalo di pietà.
7. Getsemani
I walk alone in a silent path
Searching in vain for your strength
Feeling a fear that I can't banish
Tasting an anguish that never vanishes
The stars seem so cold tonight
The sky seems so dark at my sight
Father take away from me
This bitter cup, and set me free
But thy will be done
I bless thy holy throne
With the nails and with the spear
They will spill my Blood and every tear
This is my body, which is sacrificed
For you, is sacrificed
This is the bread, and this is the wine
For you, I destroy my shrine
This is the time to know the tomb
For you, into the black womb
My pain is burning bright
In the heart of the night
While my friends sleep
My enemies creep
With hate in your eyes
They defy the skies
But glory will come
From my unbroken bones
My pain is burning bright
In the heart of the night
While my friends sleep
My enemies creep
The blood is my perspiration
In this time of oration
Getsemani listen to my cry
The tears that nobody will dry
8. The Source Becoms Desert
Set the fire burns the nation
Feel the power of the new temptation
Choose the path to retaliation
Here's the holy word becoming matter
Here's the holy son becoming father
Here's the first name
Here's the silence becoming louder
Here's the darkest doom becoming the brighter
Here's the last word
Feel the grace of the seventh wonder
Is a tear in the Holy Graal
On the flames that warm up the essence
That hybrids life and death
Feel the grace of the seventh wonder
Is a tear in the Holy Graal
On the flames that warm up the essence
that hybrids soul and flesh
When the holiness causes damnation
(Through) pain and sorrow feel elation
Is a command or an invocation?
Here's the Holy Source becoming desert
Here's the thunder engraved on the tablets
Here's the last day
Here's the sky that hides Jerusalem
Here's the dumb breed of mathusalem
Here's the first dawn
Feel the grace of the seventh wonder
Is a tear in the Holy Graal
On the flames that warm up the essence
That hybrids life and death
If you want to find the key for this chains
If you want to search the walk of Cain
If you want to suck the blood from my veins
If you want to feed at my flesh
(I'm the tainted, at the stake tainted)
I close my eyes
Glory and despise
Holy promise
Before my eyes
Feel the grace of the seventh wonder
Is a tear in the Holy Graal
On the flames that warm up the essence
That hybrids life and death
On the ruins of the seventh wonder
I see the omen of the things to come
Wrapped up in a light blinding
On the field of his own defeat
God will build with bricks and stones
Before the breakdown of his clay feet
9. Holy Bleeds (Rodian Romanyc: A Russian Trilogy Pt.2)
As your core has started to weep
Like the flowers of the night
A re-discussed voice that whispers
Is disappearing at your sight
No coming back
Just turn around
How could you stand
Just coming down
There is no chance
To feel the sound
Don't call the end
It kills with no wounds
Gods and men meet on the peak
Hails their souls with holy bleeds
I feel------- that all I could is all I am
that all you are is what I am
I feel--------that all the strength I feel in me
Is what I do just done to forgive?
As the clouds has started to thunder
Changing euphoria into fright
A sleepless age has passed with wonder
Dreaming in fear times of might
To kill is a fight..a fight engraved in to your eyes
Killing for pride as an act divine
10. Pain, Pride and Regret
As back and forth, the blackest sheeps run
Their shell's a book, the truth is brought down
Soon out of the strife, new order shall arise
The beauty in failure, glory is their praise
Suck the dust of doctrine and belief
Spat by these armies in their dumb relief
All of their words call back the horde of sages
Carving the stone erasing the pages
Pain pride & regrets
In their dream of boundless might
Pain pride & regrets
The secret of their minds
The new faith imposed to the pure
For this disease there is no cure
Morrow, sorrow, are the same word
The end makes sound like chord
Pain pride & regrets
What a luscious bound
Pain pride & regrets
Enclosed in their black heart pond
Cleaning human fate with a purge
With the holy flame of a demiurge
Morrow, sorrow, are the same word
They march as a horde
In the land of mystery and power
The end attends the hour
In this dusk of gold
It's a message to unfold
Through mouth of stone
The message will be claimed
This name written on dust
Thrown wisdom and nasty lust
11. Leaving No Trace Behind (Ivan Karamazov: A Russian Trilogy Pt. 3)
The crowd acclaims the new man's return
Dissatisfied the keeper sneers
A new begin is an ancient thing
Making you free is killing your seed
To dry their eyes to remove the pain
Each step he makes grows up the stain
The kingdom is here you wait with no fear
In the land deceived all ask and receive
Long is the way back of the Virgin's Son
But the crowd is waiting for his hands
His face reminds the dawn of a new day
The word means that the time is come
Your waiting seems an eternity
But time is just like a breath of God
He comes to pay the dues he made
His word is more than a promise
One time he talked about freedom
The curse was cast upon mankind
These foreign eyes can't see the truth
That make free chaining you
When spirit turns to mortal
And death is the sacred gift
The silence sounds like a command
And friend turns to enemy
The way to father's home
Seems longer than the age of the world
Two thousand years of desert
And dust leaves no trace behind
12. In the Name of Freedom (Reprise)
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