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EUFOBIA LYRICS
"Cup of Mud" (2005)
1. Maligna
2. Laid to Rest
3. Believer
4. Cruel Child
5. Rain of Snails
6. Frog
7. Mud
8. Silver Air
1. Maligna
1.MALIGNA
I'm sorry for all that I've said
I'm sorry for all that I've done
The pain still remains in my heart
It's becoming dark
I'm sorry for all that I am
I'm sorry for all that you are
I'm sorry that I was afraid
To climb on the top of the sun
So who's the traitor now and who was not
I'm hiding here to spy you like a God
I'm sorry if I made you cry
I'm sorry if I made you think
That you could just leave me here dying
And I would rest mute as a mime
So who's the traitor now and who was not
I'm hiding here to spy you like a God
2. Laid to Rest
2.LAID TO REST
Waiting at the fall of life. What am I expecting now
Praying every day to die. Want to end it...
Don't know how
One with earth I will become. Questions haunt the mind
What awaits me far beyound. Answers I can't find
So I'm waiting and praying now
Life is precious thing to loose.Live it to the fullest
I don't think I get to choose When I'm laid to rest
So I'm waiting and crying now
Time is up I have to go. The final day has come
I want to know who runs the show When everybody's gone
3. Believer
3.BELIEVER
Your flower will decorate my grave
Life’s for the cowards. The ocean of pain’s my fate
It will kiss my dying lips. It makes me forget your blame
Erasing my memories with its melancholic breath
This memory is holding me
I was a believer. Now I’m just your Christ in a frame
I’m drowning in fears That taste like sweet female sweat
The hell’s full of lizards. I’m laughing like one of them
We’re loosing our livers in those alcoholic flames
This memory is holding me
I don’t want to feel like a bloodstain with no shape
But your smile is more than my heart could take
I don’t want to feel like a temple with no God
The secrets in my mind were apart of my endless hope
The setting sun is dying
It will no longer shine.
4. Cruel Child
4.CRUEL CHILD
I adore the way your wings shine into the moonlight
I adore your skin. Your eyes seem so harmless
Deep inside you hide the truth. You are a liar
I wish I could die for you. I feel so inspired
I adore the way you treat all those flys around you
But I am one of them so I’m flying in silence
My soul would never rest. My fears are dying
I wish I could run undressed ’till you loose your smile,my Child
I wish I could burn your wings while I’m cutting off mine
I wish I could paint a dream
Deep inside I know somehow that you are a liar
I’m already dead but still you’re unsatisfied, my Only one
I won’t let the Death to pass me by. I won’t let the Death unsatisfied
I should leave my empty cup away. I should pay a ransom for my faith
I should lay my flesh into the grave. Remind me how to be scared
My Creul Child untie me now
Release me from this pain. I feel like your slave
5. Rain of Snails
5.RAIN OF SNAILS
I’m praing in the forest for rain of snails
You’re lying in a cradle made of nails and chains
Down there are the ruins of my soul
The hell was the only place where I found hope
Your hair is shining like the snow that falls
Down from heaven but you still don’t know
That you have to stay away from this lake
It’s colder than your frozen soul
I'm here just for you
The fly shows no sign of shame
While eating the bloody jam
I keep the flowers of rage just for you
Cause you makes me feel like a frame
On the wall covered with the portraits of shame
The rain will fall to clean us all
I need you to hate me more than all you’ve ever hated
I need you to hate me more than all.Why don’t you hate me
6. Frog
6.FROG
Frozen stars with golden breasts
Appeared undressed. You’re hungry again
With no shame or guilty smile
Untied and wild you’re out for a chase
You are a frog my greedy one
Fry my eyes if they look sad
Tonight I’m late. You’re out for a chase
I felt your nails. Your tongue can’t wait
To taste my grease. You’re hungry again
You are a frog my greedy one
Be sure that I don't mind that you’re a frog inside
So would you be so kind to eat me like a fly
I'm only a little fly and I don't mind
7. Mud
7.MUD
You don’t let me dream. You’re waking me up
Just to drink with me one warm cup of mud
I feel so ashamed. You’re shaving your skin
Your blood runs insane while my will is weak
Your triumph is a fake but you won’t confess
This night looks so grim inspired by the storm
My faint childhood dreams would not ever grow
I feel ready now. This fear makes me blind
I’m drowning deep down. You’re rising
Your triumph is a fake but you won’t confess
We’re booth made of mud
8. Silver Air
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