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HERETIC LYRICS
"Transmigration/Unreal Silence" (1993 EP)
1. Revival
2. *Nothingness
3. *In The Black Mirror Of Reality
4. Found In The Abyss
5. *The Soul Never Dies
6. The Holy Suicide (Exculpation)
1. Revival
Nobody calls them here
They arrived themselves
Resurgent with the sin they got back
In unreal time
To get their crop of hatred
Spirit of the universe
It's not particularly sacrament of death
It's required revival
Ghosts of the ancients
You sang the song of life for them
In unimaginable dependence
Fed human corruption
Abdication of the saints
You ask if death is coming from a cross?
The madmen will understand
For them came the time of revival
So daughter, don't hide your face
We'll drink the nectar of the fulfilment in the morning
Be quiet, and you'll hear the voice of lucifer
Who knows if you'll be necessary yet
Phantoms of the night fulfillment
Nobody calls them here
Resurgent with the sin they got back
To get their crop of hatred
It's not particularly sacrament of death
2. *Nothingness
Lenght of the human life is a point
The soul is a whirl
The group of entirely body is corruption
Everything what is associated with the body
It's nothingness
Life is the war and momentary stop during the trip
Look at your body your disguise
It's a heap of blood and bones
For the soul there is no death, no birth
It didn't rise, it isn't rising, it won't rise
It isn't born, it is existing, it is primordial
It doesn't die when the body is being killed
It doesn't die when you're leaving
3. *In The Black Mirror Of Reality
Full of blood is on the ground
In people's minds and acts
I fight with death, the end is close
The life is passing, is draining
I'm dying, I am worthless
I'm waiting for the end
Cult of death, invitation
Celebration of the pain
Silence, crucified days and nights
Fire, the end of performence is coming
Massacre, I should be there, mess of death
Darkness, I am creeping slowly
I am bleeding
4. Found In The Abyss
I'm black angel's voice
The rain of the day, the sun of the blood stained
I'm bringing wine of the deadconscience to you
Break your cross of eternal humility
The messenger of the wind showed me a way
The master of the night cleared my home
I'll deliver you from the pain of your exist
I'll gain myself with the time of unworldly feelings
Found in the abyss
Don't look for the mercy's arm
Your enemy covered with inertness
Jesus Christ the sacrifice of hope
His hands burn in the pain
I uncover my soul with the moon's power
I won't stay because I'm mad
I curse and hate
I leave every morning
So listen to my whisper
Make the truth of new confirmation
Accept the acrimony of the eternal forgetfulness
Greet proudly the minion of eternal
Get rid of the fear of the black death
Drop in at the circle of my reality
I entreat demons of the real time
I stay on the altar of your disappointment
I open the gate of the mad ecstasy
To give you death with your own hand
5. *The Soul Never Dies
I didn't rise at the birth moment
I have been graving for noncountable parts of millenary
The death desn't exist, the soul never dies
As we have thousand dreams in our present
Life as this life is on those existences
To which we come from another life
And then we come back after death
Our life just one of the dreams
The death desn't exist, the soul never dies
I have seen your faces
Thousand times new born
Each of them was deadly
passionate example of all what is passing
The death desn't exist, the soul never dies
But none of them died, just has changed
In uninterrupted way and bearing again with new face
The death desn't exist, the soul never dies
6. The Holy Suicide (Exculpation)
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