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OBEREIT LYRICS
"Bereavement of the Bicephalous First-born" (2005)
1. Prelude*
2. Through the Waste Ground of Perpetrated Grins
3. Red-brown Helix
4. Postlude
1. Prelude*
2. Through the Waste Ground of Perpetrated Grins
Nine stones I left here
Since I’ve explored the numerous cracks on them
And touched every edge with slashed (wounded) hands
As universe fell and flaming windblasts scalded them
As the blaze brought melancholy…
Inimitable shapes within the Black…
What can be stronger?
I’ve left the stones near the river of time
And when the residual emanation will be enough
And cracks will shed the moisture red
Who will feel its fragrance?
Bird with a beak of steel carefully swallows the stones
But the new knowledge is as old as the world
Who will see contradiction in the eyes of god?
Horizon is turning inside out
There inside, the rocky surface is so black and lifeless
Metallic shapes (of birds) are reflecting light of the unreachable source
Blazing flashes of light freeze here for eternity
Here, in the waste ground of Perpetrated Grins.
3. Red-brown Helix
To live is to die again & once more
At this Autumn the shadow has fallen the third time
I recognize each of them as last one
The energy is leaving me aside
Catching its tail
I’m trying to get some mist
when the light will be unusually bright
But that’s just future
I’ve seen it more than once before
And there’s no hope to see it once again
My motionless body is laying in the stuffy room
The one hook is at the back of the head, two more at my years
Daemon is pulling the threads once again
And Orgon turns back, to go away again (to open the door wider)
There is a little chance to discern anything in this mist.
A long word in the language lost…
I walk fatigue, hawking up the former names
I stumble over the corpses of the lost
And it’s impossible to take anything with me
Wind is rubbing out the traces
May I speak about Horror?
4. Postlude
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