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POETRY LYRICS
"Catharsis" (2000)
1. Intro : De Onthology
2. Enjoy This Moment
3. The Eagle Of The Reason
4. Decadence
5. The Other Edge
6. The Troubadour Of Sophia
7. Both Sides Of The Coin
8. Inspiration Are You
9. Expire
1. Intro : De Onthology
2. Enjoy This Moment
Cold Raw To Quench Dying's Thirst
Who Lies On Despair Mud
Sweaty Front Forebodes Delirium.
He Begs Once More Before Starting Migration.
On Distance The Chorus Of Parcas Sing Your Name,
Shuddering You Pray
And Recogninzing Your Voice In That Sattirical Echo
You Know There Will Be No Answer,
The Vision Fades Away.
A New Landscape Beats In Front Of You
Splendour Of A Vast World.
Bright Colours Embrance Your Chest
You Remember The Words Of The Happy Ones
And You Know They Are Wrong.
In This Magic Place
You Can Laught Greeting The Sentenceless Creatures.
They Speak About Death Without Knowing
When The Only Thing Witch Dies Is Pain
So You Sympathize With Those Happy Ones
Who Won't Enjoy This Moment.
3. The Eagle Of The Reason
Aletheia, agreed the man
that who talks the crowd
and his sad words dazzled
and blinded those who, sightless, worship
and appeared the daybreak of the lonelyman
who loved so much
that with his sinching
naked his plenitude
the longer doubt
kisses his end
tell, aurora, birng me away, far away
where taht ignorant mess won't cool down
the shadow from that who walks
following this try of light
poor as the turbulent water from the river
who rushes furiously,
rich as its specks of bright
cause they find the sea.
The eagle of reason
glides over western woods
and spies on his sure flight
on the only who really knows
alliance with the snake
who gobbles stupid mice
let's begin today
with teh masterly aria from the fall of all idol
brother nietzsche, remember us in your divine grave
cause just in graves, can be resurrection
amen.
4. Decadence
Dancing history is lossing
its beat of sincere longing
rotten art floods the museums
silliness gallops
with hypocritical brush
on worn canvas
who can't speak any more
as long ago with the strength
of the young romantics
whoo looked face to face
to the abiss
decandent art is the prelude
which announce a lack in the soul
the end of the search
no genius, no artis, no man
all of them lacks words
temple of the soul.
Look at the mirror and see me self
is not easy
Are you brave enough to prove it?
5. The Other Edge
Like A Thunder
Which Switchs Off A Dream
Like A Hand
Writting A Verse
Like A Road In The Time
Passed That Moam.
A Mask Without Smile
Blessed The Traveller
A Bag Full Of Utopia
Weighing Like Winters.
What Hides Behind Your Eyes
What Hides Behind Your Chest
What Hides Behind Your Face
Mist, Light Or Universe.
In The Boat I Cross The Lake
Of Cold Water As The Snow
In The Boat I Cross The Distance
Which Separates The Enigmas
From The Answers.
Do You Know Woman What I Say
Do You Know It My Friend
Oh Mother Do You Know
I Don't Know Either
So, I´m Still No Borned.
6. The Troubadour Of Sophia
Ancient cries
lights up nkowledge
the conscience dreams and doesn't see
fleeting is the time
is then necessary the cain
of the philosophical thought
the fight of the man
ether in the lungs
doesn't let me breath, let me understand
soul destruction,
and with it existential uncertainty
sophia, where you are...
come and receive your troubadour
give me wings and gide me
wake up my slept reason
human reason, too much...
if my pen doesn't write
maybe the ink will be tears.
7. Both Sides Of The Coin
An absolutly wmptyness,
no breath, no veil... no god
a vast ocean with no existence
a coin with two sides
being and not being
tuns round eternally,
sinking adrift trough the nothing
between both possibilities
( Being )
Hell is calling you
and its flames burns your spirit,
you cry for being bothered
great exploit, little joy
follow their ethigs
it says don't dream of kissing
don¡t stop breaking the silence
with your breath sprinkled with longing
don't give up brother
don't be afraid though you'll be
a cain again, which turns round,
there is an eternity for it to stop again
... and once more you will have to greet
this poor world.
8. Inspiration Are You
No melody was ever
so sweet as my heart s
that enraptured with your love
makes blood run rush.
No illusion was ever
so big and powerful
as finding your look,
warm, staring at me.
No sadness would
cause me so much pain
as watching you leaving
my the dry path of good bye.
Inspiration are you
grander in person
it has name of flower
it's the purest muse.
The whole poets of history
would envy me if they saw you
cause your are more beautiful
than same poetry.
9. Expire
I see a world
fed up with passion
scared of destiny
ashamed of sin.
Expire to god.
Blind for seing the horrors
disguised in vicious
ambitious for having
so much and poor.
Heaven hear me
so hard and sweet
so sad, pray for me
down here
we die
down here
we cry.
I see a world
fed up with passion
scared of destiny
ashamed of sin.
I want.
I need.
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