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MIND COLOUR LYRICS
"Mind Colour" (2002)
1. The Illusionist Baron
2. Black Hole
3. Obsession of Remorse
4. Scent of Life
5. The Master
6. Mind Colour
7. Keraton Fortress
8. The Queen of Silence
9. The Sparrow Minister
10. Infinite Horizon
1. The Illusionist Baron
Brethren,
solid ground under my feet,
now you’re staggering monsters
before my steeps.
My mind nourishes the mystic
of this crusade
and your hands feed only
the scepticism of your battles.
Armoured by formed refugence
I roll on the daily pains
Armed by doubtful solutions
I try to fire
at the shades opposed to me.
I can’t trust you who’re lost
at the thought of an overtime
where life comes after dying
where the past revival in the present.
“Old Friend”
dust your corroborant armour and
help me to sack
the haunting hordes
that are pursuing me.
The Army of the Illusionist Baron
needs refoirnements
hard to find in a plot
of Profan Conjurers.
2. Black Hole
In this space scanning my movements slaken speed,
while my perceptions increase their intensity.
All your syllables blew
on my abused ingenuity
insphiring
inside in you
You browned my skin
with the warmth of your false essence,
you slip off it
just I discovered you a…
Black Hole. It’s all that you are
Black Hole. Satellites collector
Open wide and let set free my gravitation
in your seeming depth;
open wide and let set me free
in whatever dimension,
you’re a Star but I seek the World
3. Obsession of Remorse
Part I - “The Advent”
Living ice, shady figures,
the cold stings me, pain for my flesh.
Eyes fade away,
mind colour, changes into a dream.
It approaches...
In deep greyness, it’s powerful heat,
Dazzling light.
I’d draw back, to admire it more,
my body’s charmed by that flowing act.
It approaches...
Part II - “The Persecution”
Triven at string by a lance in breast
my impatient heart goes on in its regular way
floods of memories immobilize my body
icy istants arrows sting my brain.
As pure electricity,
I jerk by this hot ironshood chair.
Stillness surrounds me
truth tries to get inside me.
Fear of my own corpse
which lives in hope of dying.
Sunset drops quickly
there’s no more light for me.
Nature spies upon my loneliness
hiding eyes inside its shadiness.
Images overlap,
red tears furrow my face
Swift changes depreciate me,
istinct and reason are in fight,
a voice herolds the winner,
it’s the voice of madness.
Blowing out your candle
I’ve finished my existence
Memory of your light
Melts me as wax.
Time doesn’t take away
The Obsession of Remorse
always at your side
along the path of life.
Stillness surrounds me,
truth tries to get inside me.
Fear of my own corpse
which lives in hope of dying.
4. Scent of Life
The silence of the woods
dances with the early light of moon.
Hues golden and pure
cross the horizon
veiled by some dreamy clouds.
I smell the scent of the seasons
mixing with the passing of years.
I go down the twilight
through the abyss of my eyes.
I see my past
slip out of my hands.
The hours of day are limited
and those of night are lost.
Last years don’t count any more,
the years to come are all for you.
In a foolish world
full of troubles,
with unhappy lives
and with long slow deaths.
Those who think of the future
are crushed
and those who wait for justice
are disappointed.
Whoever walks alone
is a little hero,
while whoever lives by love
gets little.
The annals of history
are full of fools
while there are not many
for good souls.
Those who think of the future
are crushed
and those who wait for justice
are disappointed.
Empty words don’t help at all, ‘cause
they’re like leaves blown about by the wind.
Unstop the bottle of life and drink it all,
taking from it all the scents, sights and sounds.
5. The Master
Velvet room,
the night fills this place,
pictures hang on the wall
remind wasted shoes
The star of the night
is smashig down to image the future
make everything harder
it doesn’t help me and it makes me alone.
Deep and strange
thoughts are grind by the mind,
for as fistful of dust
It doesn’t matter when
I’m the master of the power of the sound.
I’m the dragger full of anger in my soul.
Falsless selfishness make us like poles
that don’t attract themselves
positive or negative make your choice, but the only right one
It’s just ME
6. Mind Colour
My hands are stretching out
to seal up this door of truth,
‘cause My brain is scratched out
by the legends of a false god.
You ever pretended by me
that I follow ya, threatening me,
without I could look inside myself,
but finally I find out that I’m not blind
My mind’s weighed down
by the rules which’re engraved on,
my arms are withered
by the thirst for some sunny deeds.
The holy habit
in faith I filled with all myself,
always hid my face’s light
Now its hood is breaking up,
frozen by the raw binks of my eyes.
It’s time to fight
whoever‘s trying to mould my life.
It’s time to fight
whoever’s controlling my mind.
It’s time to fight with all my might.
Try to repel this words,
with which you became mighty in me.
Try to stop the rage of your believers,
who, with me,
are ready to wring your soul.
The holy habit
that I filled with all myself
always hid my body’s heat
Now, its cloth is wearing out
with the fanciful acts of my kind.
Wan rising stars,
your luminescence
still bunish and split, the earthly shell
that wrap and protect you
fromthe space boras,
floating round you.
I told you about a conquerors of souls
and about a lonely natural brain. Now,
Try to close your eyes
and fell your heart-beats
run to infinity.
Try to close your eyes
and then describe
the true colour of your mind;
Prayers and lies burn inside
Sparkling by my mouth,
But at last I‘ll rule this fire
Breaking down the door of truth.
7. Keraton Fortress
You feel your hair
stetched by the wind in run,
they’re plating with the tongues of fire,
chasers, already in your back.
You can’t keep cool
hearing the seconds wearing on,
only five minutes to complete
the escape from the Keraton
You bleed yourself
with the ground, like dust,
so you baffle the wanders
rolling in front of them.
Like a sheaf of light
you file on the walls
and like a shadow you can pass
the exit gates of Keraton
Fortress, prison of my youth
Fortress, static keeper of my time
You shut him up
into your shiny metal walls,
You forced him
in the cold of your towers.
8. The Queen of Silence
Warring spirits
threaded their way,
mixing their white clotes
with the fog of the vigor of my fleshes;
You gave sign of my arrival,
He, whom got tired himself
of burning your essence.
Oh my Queen of Silence
you bore such a torment, that
I’ll never forget...
Oh my Queen of Silence
your revenge ia all I will, ‘cause
I’ll never forgive me…
I saw the darkest clouds
were gathering for
a sudden storm,
they were closing
at snail’s pace,
but I was restrained
by a severe wind of fear
I had not the strength
to became aware of you,
before the sun disappeared,
before there was their crying,
before the early sunset,
before a sad winter arrived.
Let me rape you
with this my sexual words,
don’t stop my thoughts,
they‘re piercing in your head.
Let me rape you,
with my slippery love
and don’t stop my body
now it’s sliding on you.
You were so lost in love
that you were blind
in your heart of my falsity.
You noded in a whisper for your second baptism,
oh my Queen of Silence.
You were so lost in love
you were blind in your heart of my falsity.
9. The Sparrow Minister
An empty room, a window in white,
the dark outside, the light inside
on him alone,
his knees on his throat
makes up thoughts...
marble background, surronding similair,
the heart of wood has deep furrows.
A fire of impulses
slides down the body
As a lightining in the darkness,
a whirling in the room of thoughts
hangs with a firm attitude.
The jockey of innocence
guides that image in light
for a mental exploration
in some frames of soft reality,
and alwys in their following
I look your you...
Oh my nest could never be
either yours.
Oh your head could never be
under my wings.
Why didn’t you fly up
toward the sky so... ?
Now I wander through the lonely stars
as a Sparrow-Minister
and always in their patterns
I look for you...
remembering...
When you took my heart away
I never felt a sense so strange
so I realized that I need only you
Fliying, I can see you,
Shining, in my dreams again.
10. Infinite Horizon
Travelling free in the deep blue
of this vast sea of thoughts,
you don’t reflect upon
the passing of time, Oh helmsman
Now look at your potrait in this car, Seer
seer of that sphere
where you placed
all the paintings of your actions
The last breath looks for a way in your depth
it’s at the entrances of your throat and it carries your soul away
why are you barring the way of salvation?
Freedom’s hiding among
the dust that slowly rolls
in the hour-glass of life
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