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LOUDBLAST LYRICS
"The Time Keeper" (1995 Live album)
1. Intro:Preludium
2. Presumption
3. Wisdom...Farther On
4. Subject To Spirit
5. Cross The Threshold
6. Steering For Paradise
7. Shaped Images Of Disincarnate Spirits
8. Fancies
9. About Solitude
10. Outlet For Conscience
11. Fire And Ice
12. No Tears To Share
13. Sublime Dementia
14. Wrapped In Roses
15. This Dazzling Abyss
16. Malignant Growth
17. My Last Journey
1. Intro:Preludium
2. Presumption
PRESUMPTION (3:44)
(Music & Lyrics: Loudblast)
Art is rarely truth in the realm of mankind
Some are better than others
This world has become schizophrenic
Man your moral will destroy you
What an insane balance
What for unconsciousness
And for what life
Presumption of survival
Unconsciousness this only means of life
Presumption of survival, of survival
Morals make man modest and tractable
Man is the best domestic animal
Your measure is feeble, your ideals are weak
Man your moral will destroy you
What an insane balance
What for unconsciousness
And for what life
Presumption of survival
Half-tint delight
Presumption of survival, of survival
No, you’re not free
Hierarchy of taboo overcomes you
Man your moral will destroy your world
Escape !
Escape idolatry of the excessive
Break the window that prevents you to breathe
And jump outside into open-air
Lose your virtue, escape this cesspool
3. Wisdom...Farther On
WISDOM... (FARTHER ON) (4:23)
(Music & Lyrics: Loudblast)
Answers to your questions lie elsewhere
Get on with it...
Must we overcome or repress impulses to be wise ?
Or on the contrary must we let those impulses rule over us ?
Knowing its bounds, knowledge of your own
Acting on intuition
First I want to be accessory to my own
Are my impulses the image of my own feelings ?
Self assurance... thrills, to push back the limits
To size up death... perils of death, above all no hesitation
Let your soul go where it may, listening to alternatives
Not forgetting anything, nothing, and going farther
Knowing its bounds, knowledge of your own
Acting on intuition
First I want to be accessory to my own
Are my impulses the image of my own feelings ?
Of my own feelings ?
Self assurance... thrills, to push back the limits
To size up death... perils of death, above all no hesitation
Knowing its bounds, knowledge of your own
Acting on intuition
First I want to be accessory to my own
Are my impulses the image of my own feelings ?
Wisdom... farther on...
4. Subject To Spirit
SUBJECT TO SPIRIT (4:57)
(Lyrics: Jamin - Music: Buriez)
You preachers of death
Thank for your doctrines of good and evil
You appraisers and judges
Use violence you, arrogant wise man
You know that everything that is living is something obedient, you
You know that we command the one who can’t defend himself
You know so well that the one
Who obeys himself
Judge is, avenger, victim of his law
Subject to spirit
Where life is, there’s a will
But not a will to live, a will to gain power
Decline is when life gives in to power
But a bigger strength grows from your morals
The creator who spawns good and evil
Will break the mirror and its reflection
Life is what has to master itself
So supreme evil
Belongs to supreme goodness, this one is subject
Subject to spirit
Where life is, there’s a will
But not a will to live, a will to gain power
Decline is when life gives in to power
Where life is, there’s a will
But not a will to live, a will to gain power
Decline is when life gives in to power
But you creator, do you know ?
Do you know that whatever you create
And whatever you love, you love it ?
Do you know that you will have to fight your creation, your love ?
But you creator, what’s your will ?
But you creator, what’s your goal ?
But you creator, what’s your will ?
But you, what’s your goal ?
Your crusade for power, for reigning control
Is subject to spirit like an image and its mirror
An image, and its mirror, its mirror
But you creator, do you know ?
Do you know that whatever you create
And whatever you love, you love it ?
Do you know that you will have to fight your creation, your love ?
5. Cross The Threshold
CROSS THE THRESHOLD (5:58)
(Music & Lyrics: Loudblast)
I am, mother nature made me with flesh and blood
I am, mother nature gave me a sex
I am an animal, and my instinct wants me to copulate
I am a man, and my instinct wants me to enjoy sex
See the beast, choose the truth
Cross the threshold, open the door to orgasm
See the beast, choose the truth, follow your instinct
Cross the threshold, be an animal again
See the beast, choose the truth
Cross the threshold, follow your instinct, become an animal again
I want you to be my enjoyment
I want you to forget your soul
I want you to remember your body
I want you to forget all that you've been teached
See the beast, choose the truth
Cross the threshold, open the door to orgasm
See the beast, choose the truth, follow your instinct
Cross the threshold, be an animal again
See the beast, choose the truth
Cross the threshold, follow your instinct, become an animal again
I am a man, and I want to enjoy sex
No, I am an animal
Join me in the realm of true feelings
Join us and find our deepest sex drives
See the beast, choose the truth, follow your instinct
Cross the threshold, open the door to orgasm
See the beast, choose the truth
Cross the threshold, follow your instinct, become an animal again
See the beast, choose the truth, follow your instinct
Cross the threshold, open the door to orgasm
See the beast, choose the truth
Follow your instinct, cross the threshold, become an animal again
6. Steering For Paradise
STEERING FOR PARADISE (5:08)
(Lyrics: Jamin/Buriez - Music: Loudblast)
Let the tomb give its silent lesson
Let the dead dictates how to live
Mystic pilgrims against proud scientists
Never ending fight
Where is the earth from ? Who knows the truth ?
Deaf to all voices
Blind to all shining lights
It’s time for you
To steer for paradise
Who can recount the universe’s creation ?
Teach mankind to moralize from man
Who will explain to us where we come from ?
Pay to error your debts to truth
Let the bomb give its final answer
Let us live in a void
Sons of science building tomorrow
Without knowing yesterday
Making progress they won’t ever control
Deaf to all voices
Blind to all shining lights
It’s time for you
To steer for paradise
Those who solve a problem will soon discover
There are a million more questions
Who will explain to us what’s our future ?
Pay to ignorance your ticket to the unknown
Is the earth god’s defecation ?
Teach science to moralize from man
Show the pagans their way to paradise
Steer for paradise
Steer for nowhere
Steer for paradise
7. Shaped Images Of Disincarnate Spirits
SHAPED IMAGES OF DISINCARNATE SPIRITS (3:34)
(Lyrics: Buriez - Music: Loudblast)
Vivid pictures of science’s failures
I’m the embodiment of your usurped theories
Succession of images while I’m leaving
Indulgence, erosion, punishment, despair
Seven stages
Seven ways of the cross
Seven bodies
Seven shaped images
Disincarnate
Free from my jail of flesh
Far from my earthly trips
Disincarnate
Free from my carnal being
Nearer the celestial empire
Obvious evidence of god’s disability
I’m the incarnation of mankind’s will
Succession of images before my eyes
Abomination, conscience, enjoyment, anguish
Seven domains
Seven mortal remains
Seven cages
Seven shaped images
Disincarnate
Free from my jail of flesh
Far from my earthly trips
Disincarnate
Free from my carnal being
Nearer the celestial empire
Seven places
One era of karma
Seven thoughts
But just one living soul ?
The lethal storm is bloating my soul from within
The spirit of the dead outlives memories of the mortal
The final cross I bore is nothing now but ashes
The spirit of the dead outlives memories of the mortal
8. Fancies
FANCIES (4:28)
(Lyrics: Buriez - Music: Buriez)
Fault of my thoughts bring me to dimensions that cannot be grasped
Embryonic jail, a drop in the ocean, a world in a world
Veils of skin become dust, carnal illusions of what we think we are
Nothing but all, myopic ideas eclipse the truth
Countless parts of your spirit unknown by your body hidden deep inside
Billions of systems ignored by our knowledge, veiled in doubt
Look at the mirror of your conscience, yield to the facts, infinity surrounds you
Is within you, is your being, no
Land of fancy, a world within a world
Land of fancy, atom inside the atom
Never ending illusion, inculcated by our fathers
Land of fancy, a world within a world
Land of fancy, atom inside the atom
Easy lie to escape reality
...Take me to vanity of human greatness
...Free me from the narcissism of human smallness
Land of fancy, a world within a world
Land of fancy, atom inside the atom
Never ending illusion, inculcated by our fathers
Land of fancy, a world within a world
Land of fancy, atom inside the atom
Easy lie to escape reality
Fancies...
9. About Solitude
ABOUT SOLITUDE (1:21)
(Lyrics: Jamin - Music: Jamin)
The place where we all drink the poison
The place where we are all lost, lost
The place where our slow suicide is called life, is called life
About solitude
Solitude
10. Outlet For Conscience
OUTLET FOR CONSCIENCE (4:19)
(Lyrics: Buriez - Music: Loudblast)
Being nothing but flesh, bones, innards and blood
A presumed empty brain washed away with time
Outlet for conscience
Already far from your mind
I inspire you with disgust
Your outlet for conscience is to cry for me
My outlet for pity is to spit on your fate
My brow is deeply lined by suffering I have endured
You try to understand how my body feels
No need for your tears or moans, no one was by my side
When I sank into the pit, certain your compassion is shamed
Outlet for conscience
Look at my scornful eyes staring at you
Can’t stand your obliging smiles, soon you will weep for me
Your outlet for conscience is to cry for me
My outlet for pity is to spit on your fate
I wish to leave this place unmourned
My flaccid flesh is decaying
But untouched stay my thoughts
Outlet for conscience
Conscience !
11. Fire And Ice
FIRE AND ICE (4:07)
(Music & Lyrics: Loudblast)
A siren living in a sea of liberties
Ecstasy and pain
No one can resist her chant, it revives desire
Overwhelms your body with longing and incestuous sensations
Moment of climax... intense
Preceded with pain... intense
Preceded with pleasure... masochism, masochism
I’m the haunting shadow of desire, between ecstasy and pain
My body’s nothing but fire, madness and desire
I’ve become nothing but violence and passion
Between fire and ice
Love I lavish constitutes
An unthinkable experience
Made of sensual pleasure, suffering, delight
My suffering, your pleasure
I’m the haunting shadow of desire, between ecstasy and pain
My body’s nothing but fire, madness and desire
I’ve become nothing but violence and passion
Between fire and ice
I’m the haunting shadow of desire, between ecstasy and pain
My body’s nothing but fire, madness and desire
I’ve become nothing but violence and passion
Between fire and ice
I’ve become nothing but violence and passion
Between fire and ice, between fire and ice, between fire and ice
12. No Tears To Share
NO TEARS TO SHARE (6:20)
(Lyrics: Jamin - Music: Buriez)
Set back, blinded by my illusions, contagion
My seed is illusion, the balance seems to stay motionless and wicked
My tentacles are growing to hug you better
My roots are rotting to soil you better
My tentacles are growing to hug you better
My roots are rotting to soil you better
To soil you better
I will have sway over you, so stronger and faster you will be
Among soiling people, soiled, motionless and fucking soiled, yeah
My tentacles are growing to hug you better
My roots are rotting to soil you better
My tentacles are growing to hug you better
My roots are rotting to soil you better
To soil you better
Desire, my sex is mastering you
Ecstasy as an artificial paradise
Silence, I can share my silence
Communion, but my silence is without a smile, smile
[No tears to share, nothing to share]
Silence, I can share my silence
Communion, but my silence is without a smile, smile
From that time fed with my sediments
Stagnating in a cesspool
You will forever be motionless
Too late to creep to the end of the tunnel, too late
My tentacles are growing to hug you better
My roots are rotting to soil you better
Desire, my sex is mastering you
Ecstasy as an artificial paradise
Silence, I can share my silence
Communion, but my silence is without a smile, smile, yeah
[No tears to share, nothing to share]
Silence, I can share my silence
Communion, but my silence is without a smile, smile
13. Sublime Dementia
SUBLIME DEMENTIA (4:46)
(Music & Lyrics: Loudblast)
A still and peaceful bliss, a glorious resignation, any contradiction fades away
Any philosophical problem becomes clear, or so it seems
For a long time you haven’t been in control but you’re not afflicted by it anymore
Mind absorbed in meditation of an ideal virtue, an ideal charity and ideal genius
You naively abandon yourself to your triumphant spiritual orgy
When will we seek happiness ?
Hoarse and deep sighs leave your chest as though your former body couldn’t stand
The desires and the quickness of your new soul
A miasma mischievously clouds your brain , soon you will laugh at your madness
But you cannot dismiss it, for you will, for you will
Has no more strength and cannot rule your faculties anymore
When will we seek happiness ?
Appalling marriage of a man to himself
Because proportions of time and being are completely upset
By multitude and intensity of feelings and ideas
Appalling marriage of a man to himself
Sublime dementia, sublime dementia
Sublime dementia
A human’s fanatic lust for any substance
Which exalts his personality proves his magnitude
He always aims at exciting his expectations
And at rising to the infinite
Appalling marriage of a man to himself
Because proportions of time and being are completely upset
By multitude and intensity of feelings and ideas
Appalling marriage of a man to himself
Sublime dementia
14. Wrapped In Roses
WRAPPED IN ROSES (3:41)
(Lyrics: Buriez - Music: Loudblast)
Adaptation based upon "Le Testament XXII, XXIII, XXIV" and "La Ballade des Pendus" by François Villon (1431-1463)
I mourn the time of my early youth
Time of binging and indulgence
Old age obstructing my path
Finally taking my will
Despair, gone is my time
Downcast, darker than death
Birth ! A rose woven
Wreath ! Entwines my cot
Death ! A rose woven
Wreath ! Around my corpse
Where are those I followed years ago ?
Good friends I used to have
Dropped dead, gone with the wind
May god save those still alive
Despair, gone is my time
Downcast, darker than death
Birth ! A rose woven
Wreath ! Entwines my cot
Death ! A rose woven
Wreath ! Around my corpse
Human brothers surviving us
Don’t resent our offenses
If you remember us with compassion
God will bless you all
Birth ! A rose woven
Wreath ! Entwines my cot
Death ! A rose woven
Wreath ! Around my corpse
15. This Dazzling Abyss
16. Malignant Growth
17. My Last Journey
MY LAST JOURNEY (4:07)
(Music & Lyrics: Loudblast)
Why do we never see the end of the tunnel ?
The purity of light seems impossible to reach
This feeling of weightlessness, so oppressive
At once so light... fleshless
At once alone... and legions
‘Cause here illusions can’t exist, no need to hold your own
Now good and evil are one
No need to hold your own
Why do we never see the end of the tunnel ?
The purity of light seems impossible to reach
Present, future, so oppressive
Who will grasp my hand ?
So I don’t sink in the abstruse mist of this last
Travel, future, so oppressive
Why must we die to find truth ?
Why are human pains only steps, not even purgatory ?
Why do we never see the end of the tunnel ?
The purity of light seems impossible to reach
No need to lie to yourself
The imaginary creates no senses
No need to lie to yourself
Let serenity flood your body
‘Cause here illusions can’t exist, no need to hold your own
Now good and evil are one
No need to hold your own
Different emotions generate the same feelings, surpassing ourselves
Cognition of the absolute
With the image of my carnal route
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