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LUX OCCULTA LYRICS
"My Guardian Anger" (1999)
1. The Heresiarch
2. Kiss My Sword
3. Triangle
4. The Opening Of The Eleventh Sephriah
5. Nude Sophia
6. Cube
7. Library On Fire
8. Mane - Tekel - Fares
1. The Heresiarch
See the generations lost
drowned in cold waters of Jordan
Sheep led to the slaughter
by humble shepherd Kephalophoros
See their heads enchained with crowns
and their flea-ridden royal cloaks
I curse you - trembling knees
bending too easily
I curse insidious hands
stretched out for more alms
father and son, skin and bones
footsteps printed in a sand
this is the time and the place
to throw the mask away
Judge for you'll be judged
Every single word counts
He who has no name
Omnivorous emptiness
Virus that feeds on life
Antithesis to synthesis
He who is the heart but has no heart
I breed fears hidden just beneath me skin
pretending a dragon-shaped tattoo
I breed all fevers and plagues
stuff them with milk of my veins
you can find my Sacred Church
carved in the black skin of Earth
Garmonbozia
My cellar
Anywhere
read my names written in the water
The Fish
read my names written in the air
The Not
2. Kiss My Sword
Here I come
to unleash your souls
to swallow the forms
to destroy the shells
bow to me
kiss the sword
bow to the Scourge of God
it's not even the matter of taste
I hardly ever drink blood
I feed on hopes and illusions
on what you mortals call life
the murderer - you say
I'd say - the Healer
the murderer - you say
I'd say - the Savior
Who to himself is law, no law does need
Offends no law and is a king indeed
Hear the broken bells chime
mute war marches in your heart
dismal psalm of rusty knives
freezing hymn of emperors
hymn of emperors to come
stakes sown by my hand
red dust under my feet
when the gods sleep
I rule this lousy world
armless prophets fall
armed prophets win
bow to me
3. Triangle
4. The Opening Of The Eleventh Sephriah
via puritiva
Passing too many gates
leaving too many graves behind
follow Jupiter's son on his way to hell
the pilgrimage of lost hopes
I kissed the bishop's poisonous ring
I was dead between the dead
White pages of your holy books
torn to pieces by my hands
the sword is too heavy
the shield far too small
Are we the tribe of kings
yet destined to fall?
via illuminativa
Silver dawn awakening
so far, far away from home
the journey starts when I open my mouth
swallowing careless words
For the truth is not far beyond the veil of stars
you won't find anything on the bottom of darkness
it's all in the serpent's lethal bite
it's in these little charming moments of thrill
and we are not who we think we are
we are who we're afraid to be
via unitiva
Addei Nam Namppa Khadu
Tah O'Khadu Hallei
Iah! Iah! Goadii Mazzu
Halle-lei Badu Zarrah
5. Nude Sophia
With this ring I thee wed
with two-cleft tongue I baptize thy flesh
in this wine I wash the dirt
off my angel wings
wedding poles once opposite
purest alchemy
riding golden lizards
wearing human meat
crowned three times with Three
she joined my dream
inseminating her thousand wombs
with burning drops of liquid light
giving life to new
Circles Orbits Spheres
Monads Objects Souls
with this blade I shall teach you
perfidious luxury of love
in this dance I surrender to the Might
Fertility Divine
the passion fades away
as the dagger melts in her holy wound
I'm getting closer and closer
white sore sun swallows the dark
the beginning is the end
we are separated again
like a walnut chopped in half
6. Cube
7. Library On Fire
I've walked thousand miles and I didn't move at all
I've found thousand paths and I never knew where to go
I've never been allowed to breathe the sweet winds of Carmel
can't you Omniscient One foresee the coming storm?
I spend each hundred years erasing your footsteps
Like a mad architect I've build the walls out of air
Your wounds were never deep enough
To hide the Question and the Fear
My wounds were always the sacrifice
For the blind Beast of Labyrinth
Forbidden Fruit on Fire
One Name
One God
One Man
this makes me sure
Ialdabaoth
what a painful certainty
Adonai
How safe do you feel hidden behind
letters, ciphers, numbers, names?
Take my vile burnt offering
If there is a death - I am your Death
through this flames I resurrect
spirits injured with ink and paper
Aeons once decapitated
with the scissors of Highest Censor
I set the Library ablaze
I kiss the curse of wisdom goodbye
8. Mane - Tekel - Fares
Boze odlatujacy w obce dla nas strony
Powstrzymaj odlot swoj
I tul z placzem do piersi ten wiecznie krzywdzony
Wierzacy w Ciebie gnoj
[B. Lesmian , Do Siostry]
ashes
scissors, stones
blind children playing god
unnamed species
broken clock
wounded soldiers on their way back home
piece of heaven
remembrances
sweat and tears
poisoned wine
bitter honey
second bottom of every dream
half-dead prophets
leper whores
some old clothes of dethroned kings
Mene - Tekel - Fares
I dance on the ashes of Jerusalem
Mene - Tekel - Fares
I weep on the ashes of Jerusalem
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