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LOVE LIES BLEEDING LYRICS
"The Lady Who Didn´t Want To Be" (1998 Demo)
1. Tristesse de la Lune
2. Her Lamentations (Virtue´s Dusk)
3. The Lady Who Didn´t Want To Be
4. Love Lies Bleeding (I: Aporetic Love, II: Grave Of Desire)
5. Werther
1. Tristesse de la Lune
2. Her Lamentations (Virtue´s Dusk)
"Je suis la fille du désespoir, la maladie mortelle,
Une messaline vêtue de noir qui inlassablement t'appelle"
The horizon starts to bleed, the sky closes its eyes
And cries tears of crystal and of ebony...
A new age of mourning and warm tragedy
Spread like a mist of incandescent ashes in my soul - Once again...
A symphony of endurable pleasure ablazes my heart
When I hear these whispers from the dark - Her lamentations...
The call of the snake embraces me, I feel infamous desires
Flesh, fire, fever... Despair of temptation...
A purple cyclone, deep in my eyes, becomes my only god,
Just because of her lamentations...
Suddenly the celestial vault opens a new eye, white as ivory
A pale queen dressed with black clouds, midnight! My time has come!
The wind sweeps away my fear, the wind brings the sin,
The flower of all sweet diseases,
A mighty desire surrounds my weak mind, erases my memory
I'm no longer what I was, I become a new slave of the fleshy plague
When a wave of red darkness mesmerizes my consciousness
Black star! Why did you turn your light on me?
Now what I want most is her lips
Lethal desire! Consume me with ecstasy
Orpheus my love! Come and close your wings on me...
"Je suis la fille du désespoir, la maladie mortelle,
Une messaline vêtue de noir, juste un instant charnel..."
The icons scream, the virgin cries,
She has lost one of her children just because of her lamentations
My existence melts in this night without end...
Eros, sad spirit, dies in forgetting,
Forsaken by my heart, denied by my feelings
Angels die in my Heaven, beheaded by my witch
Morbid visions assault me,
A wolf's rage invade me - I come!
"Je suis la fille du désespoir, la maladie mortelle,
Une messaline vêtue de noir, eternité charnelle...
Viens avec moi dans ce brouillard, possédé par l'anathème
Laisse-toi mourir, il est trop tard... Je t'aime..."
The osmose reaches its climax, we have come one
Virtue and vice... Vice as virtue...
3. The Lady Who Didn´t Want To Be
Plus triste que la pierre, la fleur du mal
Oh rage! Au vent, poussières du parfum infernal
Aime-moi, hais-moi sorcière! Oh, fleur fatale!
Que tes épines déchirent ma chair, que brûle leur idéal
Like a worm eating a rose, like a black butterfly
Who draws the precious liquor, the essence of the real
Like a man who never cries, like a woman who never kills,
The incarnate melancholy has enthroned all my being
She had the darkest smile, but tears in her eyes
Delighted in sadness... sad in happiness
The egoistic despair she felt,
The tragical irony I saw in her soul
Enslaved by her fate, she knew her end
My veins are chains that rip my heart
All joy has gone away
Even the snake of suffering is crying
Reality has become a chimera
Good and evil have no more sense
Black and white are no longer opposed,
To become one - I am alone, all alone
Oh! Funeral ballerina! Your dance macabre is complete
Oh! Dark dove! You have taken your majestic flight
I am lost in an ocean of bitterness, I am drowning
Eaten by the creatures of regrets, I only feel apathy
Oh! Mighty apathy... I stand motionless in the moist of my sorrow
I remember her cold carcass, when she was not a carrion anymore
The scythe has cut the roots of my tortured mind
I fall irresistibly toward my destiny
Her outstretched hand getting out the abyss grips my flesh and my soul
Her palms become blades that brings the shadows
The angel cries become tears of blood
The demon's laughters become icy moans
A raven is born... A star starts to shine...
My veins open, a flower wills... I close my eyes and see...
4. Love Lies Bleeding (I: Aporetic Love, II: Grave Of Desire)
5. Werther
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