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IBLIS LYRICS
"Axiom" (2000)
1. Transient
2. Blazing
3. Odd Grin
4. Axiom
5. Infant
6. La Follia
7. Neverheard
8. Molesting your soul
1. Transient
(Instrumental Intro)
2. Blazing
Rise against your enemies
feel no pain at all
Disregard and deny
your will, your freedom, you're just mine,
Pray that nothing will be wrong
or your mind will be lost into a storm.
Rebel if you can,
rebel or forever be my slave!
I will fly again to the hills
where my shadow was born.
I will rule my way, leaving desert the heart of everyone I love.
So I'll burn down my fire of thoughts wandering
why life has no fucking meaning to me.
3. Odd Grin
Such odd grin has unleashed a strong confusion
that violently shifts the thick woods
which hide their trees.
Such odd grin commands to mimic
the look of a sad dream
and steal again some seconds from infinity.
Give me a night to sleep
I'll give you a rose to paint.
Lend me some time to keep before I enjoy to faint.
Every night such odd grin oppresses my breath
but this evening I'm going to listen to the wind.
Overwhelming sentences are waiting for me,
to lay down every assurdnesses and phobias.
4. Axiom
(Instrumental Intermezzo)
5. Infant
Children play in the saddest garden of lies
they smell the sorrow of a long forgotten event: to be born.
I was born from a mother called "nobody".
She was used to tell me
"your father won't come to you
because you're the one
who will hide your face in your hands"...
you're the last page of a book which is not to be red.
This is the edge f the forest where I'll fall
Write the last word and forget who you were
under the siege of remembrance
I drown in the night of anger.
Write the last word and forget who you were
just imagine to be an infant.
6. La Follia
All that is left is an awful awareness
the coveted goal, vanishing silent.
A castle so vast, not even one brick,
can face the imposing breath of the wind.
Certainty, answer is the illusion,
folly is the moltitude of the cases,
geometry has been torn up by chaos.
Transparent image that covers the stain
an inlaid crystal, a painful experience:
to gaze at the veil removed with the fatal illusion
that there is an opening through which you're to find
the device of the mind.
So why is there sorrow, and why happiness?
What is the sense of this journey? Unless...
7. Neverheard
(Instrumental Intermezzo)
8. Molesting your soul
Molesting your soul!
Slowly entering your mind which is pregnant by divine;
I've never felt such a joy to understand
your senseless speach...
When I feel your love, I hate!
Useless shadow of your past!
Slip your hands off from my face...and die...
It doesn't matter if my eyes will burn your skin
writing my thoughts on your bloody flesh.
Read them to discover the truth
discover'em by the light of the moon.
Shining, angry against the sun!
It doesn't matter, what do you think?
It doesn't matter, what do you say?
I hope there won't be possibilities for you
to find the light place to lay.
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