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ETERNAL SORROW LYRICS
"Legacy" (2002)
1. Ashes
2. To Perpetuate My Distance
3. Dunes
4. And the Waters Took My Soul
5. Night Veils
6. Worry
7. Ammanda Thase
8. Shroud
9. The Last Rain
1. Ashes
I've seen the power of lower world,
I've seen flames melt wax.
And I was crowned with nobility of desire's seduction.
Freedom to my spirit for my shoulders carry no more what to me does not belong.
'Lost the cinders that were left and nothing remains, and I own it still.
I've swallowed my own blood watching the ruins of my own self and I saw tears become that will never dry.
I felt the pain of my whip, that carried pieces of rotten flesh once part of other bodies.
There's brightness. Inside the dark shell. Inside the raw stone. Inside my eyes.
2. To Perpetuate My Distance
Bury my feelings and freeze the present.
To leave this existence, to leave this world.
To perpetuate my distance without the fear that rewards, the illusory lucidity.
Keep the eyes closed and what was concient lived,
to flagellate and feed me. Succumb and grow on, despising the new pain, to get back my own faith, to get back my innocence.
To moralize my essence, to forgive me.
3. Dunes
Past while present is life and now there are other winds.
The dunes that where ahead are no longer in my dreams.
When present becames past the desert spread far beyond my thoughts.
There are many oases to come the vast world is my only sore.
I cannot see how far I can go, there's no sight beyond the horizon. Footprints after each step, dry desolate wasteland. I look ahead, where should the footprints remain?
I wander through The dunes...
4. And the Waters Took My Soul
Ecstasy in nocturnal solitude, absence weakened the being.
The night flowers opened, there were figures in the fog.
An encounter with the past.
Vengeance hurt the eyes.
The moon goddess showed herself.
Solitude has become glorious.
Poisoned mind's illusions, words as lethal as serpents.
The sword has united our bodies and blood has gone back into Earth.
Lies as a camouflage for hate.
¨Le Theatre des Vampires¨.
The storm washed our tears and the waters took my soul.
5. Night Veils
The wolves howl for Moon's masterpiece.
Seduction of the cruelty cutted lips.
Hate and love in raw meat.
Burning and bloody kisses.
The candles´ flames illuminates your body, in hay bed, lying you. My eyes reflects your face, between flames and scythes, mouldy honor.
Involving enchantment of the spells and lights.
Torment silence of the insane mind.
The predictive legend of prayers and crosses, delirium and ecstasy of the profane meat.
The night veils had covered your bright.
Passion broken for the wire of the razor, your faith were your proper gag and your desire weaved your shroud.
Skin torned for the fate's nails, blood in the mouth, pleasure, pain. Tears of lust, instinct. The loss on the love's creed.
6. Worry
Worry, in blind soul's ice.
Cold, in the lonely eyes.
Sick, mad, scare.
Al the faith lost in the snow.
All the hope left by the blow.
All the pain in the tears of the crows.
All the hate in the bleeding raws.
7. Ammanda Thase
Soon after thee were born I saw in thy eyes something that shones like love.
In thy eyes I saw something and destiny wanted to tell me how beautiful were thy eyes.
Thy face and angelical gestures, like flowers on the spring fields. Beautiful lady of my dreams enchanting inspiration of kings.
And when the tempest came it was my pain.
To see thee my love in my arms laid.
Running like the waters of the rivers, together with my tears.
The brightness of innocent eyes, than the winds blew.
Thy beautiful eyes paralised and when the old bells stroke half of my spirit embraced the wind of souls.
Thou were so beautiful, daughter, why thou host left me?
8. Shroud
Let the knife cut your tongue, the crows peck your eyes.
Feel the blood slip on your skin, the taste of tears on your lips.
The loss' pain ripping the chest, agony and torment of the past. Veins ripped by the glass, hope dead by the dread.
Obsession to jerk the handcuffs.
The land's conquest by the sword.
Shroud wrapped on pleasure.
Drinking the consanguineous blood.
9. The Last Rain
The clouds are back in the sky.
The mist hides her face. I cannot see her eyes.
Screams lost in the night. With my arms wide open, I felt the powerful freezing winds.
Her poison flooded the groves.
There is no shepherd by the wolves.
The rain was still falling while I cried to the moon and with my hands stuck in the earth I touched my own birth.
I held the forces of time.
Betrayed by her own faith, she was defeated by her deeds.
I admonish her needs.
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