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IMAGO MORTIS LYRICS
"Réquiem" (1995 Demo)
1. Réquiem
2. Beyonder
3. Being There
4. Whispers
5. Anal Phase
6. Seeds of Hate
1. Réquiem
Pássaros mortos cantam em sinfonias,
Em algazarra fria e muda, o Sol raiar.
O velho louco ri e se inicia.
Poetas cegos cantam em versos livres
Toda essa agonia que a noite me dá.
O velho louco ri e pressagia.
O olho vazado da melancolia
Fita o ponto cego que não há.
O corpo morto sobre a cama fria.
Ouvidos moucos ouvem a melodia
Dissonante da agonia que me dá.
O homem morto ri na cama fria.
Pássaros cegos voam em harmonia
Rumo ao fim de tudo que advirá.
O coração morto bate em sintonia.
Poetas loucos cantam em versos certos
Todo esse deserto que me tomará.
Sombras no céu ao Sol do meio-dia.
A morte espreita nas sombras do Sol do meio-dia.
O medo da morte é que move a vida que há.
O amor é o medo da morte do amor em agonia
Pra ressucitar...
O amor é o medo da morte do amor em agonia.
O medo da morte é que move a vida que há.
A morte é que move o desejo, o amor, a poesia
Pra recomeçar...
2. Beyonder
Stay here and remember
The way it seemed to feel
The mouthless voice was calling me
So I sinked through myself and crew
Pain comes near to pleasure
Beneath these burning waves
Only your touch can keep me safe from here
Set me free now, I won’t be a slave
Oh slave of pleasure and pain
I just need to feel your touch again
Stay here caught in my body
By sensations that makes me be
I’ll transcend this flesh that imprisons me
Just in death, just then I will be free
Pain comes near to pleasure
When my life flows into a dream
I discover what is to feel the real
There´s no sound but you can hear me scream
Oh help me it’s too deep for me
I just wanted to touch as far as I can see
My mortal flesh burns as I say your name
Now what is left of me, in what I became
Oh great Lord of my feelings, baptize me in flames
Now I’m alone and in loneliness I’m free
Now I can feel so much now I can be
There is no more darkness to blind me, now I can see
Now I can see through the darkness you live
Now I can fly so much higher i’ll fly
3. Being There
Running fast at telescreen the world can take you higher
Going down, the real life can always make you feel so blue
When you’re watching world is good, the greatest ball of fire
Being there you cannot face what is real on you
You had chosen to live in this neon mist of our times
The simulation seems to be more real than reality
Living in your magic kingdom you can have your best time
When you are what you can be: impossibility
Feeling higher, so much higher, lust to see
(TV or not to be)
Deep you go whenever flows what you can be
(TV or not to be)
In this crazy plot that you are not but seems to be
(TV or not to be)
Megabytes of information running through your dead brain
Thousand kinds of simulation make you feel alive again
You lay down apathetically, beggin for your last kiss
In the tumb that you become, being there you rest in peace
Lost in paradise of signs, you’re blind, deaf and dumb, but happy
Another simulation can turn you into a living show
But there’s on the mask more feeling and life that it could never be
When you are what you can be...
4. Whispers
5. Anal Phase
6. Seeds of Hate
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