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THE HERETIC LYRICS
"Gospel Songs In E Minor" (2005)
1. Sunday Morning, the 13th
2. Chimera
3. Did I Say Why I Hate You
4. Today
5. We´re Turned Into Saints
6. Ashamed
7. The Clam Of Integrity
8. Monster
9. The Day Of The Lord
1. Sunday Morning, the 13th
2. Chimera
In the confusing emptiness we silently wander
Towards a glimmer of light unattainable,
Despite we thought that we had weighed anchor,
Is that idealism which nails us to the ground.
The last chimera collided with our disappointment
-Our vital trip wasn't as straight as we thought-
This downward spiral is like a slide to the failure,
Some kind of mirage of those who didn't want to see the reality,
And how they crowned a man with the laurels of wisdom
And the power of decision
As the masses followed him and cried, praising him “ Caesar”…
And that mirage went on while, nevertheless,
Some of the others only could see
A scarecrow fuzzin' his arms in the air with his wrinkled forehead.
Chorus:
The Belief in our freedom is what welds the link (x2)
-As universe expands, minds shrink
Great truths make no sense!-
I curse this creed into which we became blind
It cast its shadow and the whole earth got dark. (x2)
Chorus:
How the abomination swallowed up our chimera
Is the unlucky story of our descending trip,
And how that remote grimmer was getting further
Of our reach of sight.
3. Did I Say Why I Hate You
Your safety life in your home, sweet home,
Your silk neckties and your titanium watch
My dirty clothes and my stained hands,
My trembling pulse and my second hand van,
My heart at the edge of an attack,
Your tamed collie and your gossiping wife,
Your repellent hair and your low greased diet
My hired flat without heating and lift,
My fucking depressing life like in a Ken Loach's film.
Did I say why I hate you?
Did I say what's my will?
Did I say I despise you?
I'm sure that I did…
That's no envy but hate,
I wish you fell on your face to the ground
That I pissed when I got drunk last night.
That's no envy, friend of mine…
I will share all I have with you, pal…
But I have nothing but pox, stink and bile
Taste a bit, taste a bit…
Your pain is all that I need to feel alright, sucker
So my hate is all that you need to feel that you're rubbish,
And your pain is all that I need to feel alright sucker
So my hate is all that you need to feel YOU'RE DEAD!
YOU COCKSUCKER!!.
4. Today
I've seen the light today as a mystic revelation
Therefore I ought to follow it wherever it guides me
I repent from the deep of my heart
Of the awful things I did in my life,
I've wounded myself for each time I have recalled them.
The fisherman calls from dead still waters
To every merciful men who wants to follow him
I can see them all strutting over high seas
Whit a purple magic sky over their unkempt heads.
I can see the radiance today shining as I've never seen it before,
Barefoot I shall walk into it…
For a while I thought I could hear the groans of those whom I killed
Long time ago…
The chamber awaits crowded with witness,
Heroic parade for those who have been damned.
A grin in my face, no tears spilt in vain,
I have the certainly I'm going to a better place.
I have an outgoing trip today dressed in orange and shaved,
I swallowed my gold cross up and vomited the head of a crow.
And all that I could have thought by ignorance or proud
Has already been redeemed, a migratory bird's pulled it out
From me by the root.
The fisherman call from dead still waters
To guide the herd along its long way
They disappear of my reach of sight,
I have the certainly they go to a better place.
Virgin Maria, forgive me…
Blair's Witch, bless me…
(repeat)
5. We´re Turned Into Saints
…And thus there broke the plagues
Through the cardinal points that take in the Earth,
And unloaded their filthy presents
Over those that hoped they would never be damned,
Thus the Vatican got crowded with rats
That reduced the opulence to firewood
And gnawed with lust its foundations,
So was how they freed us from the greed.
And raised to the sky to dwell on the right of God
They jumped towards the sky turned into saints.
Thus the locust infected the churches and chewed with hunger
The Holy Habits and the Sacred Forms, the Chalice and the Wafer,
They slipped deep inside the icons to fertilize them
And were painted in luxurious chapels spiritualized.
With their unfolded wings and their compounded jaws,
So was how the desert locust turned into saint.
It was time for a new dawn in which to settle the accounts
It was time for split water seas and of cities set on fire.
The disinherited took up their arms
To pay back on the same bloody coin
The first world that had bleed them dry…
And they left us the starvation,
The doom and all that we have though
That was theirs by designation.
Dignity rose up as our world gone
One day a huge threatening finger
Turned up right from the sky,
Aimed at the world with contempt:
“Don't fear me, sons from the earth,
I've came back to put you all in your place
I will reward to those who try out the faith
Of the word, day by day”.
And so was that the shameless wealthy,
The corrupt rulers and The Heretic…
Turned into saints.
6. Ashamed
Ashamed, I'm ashamed of being called a “human being”,
Ashamed of come across them in the street
I should spit out at their faces
The evident truth of what they really are,
A crowded mass of decadent twerps,
A human irony, just a blasted nuisance
Ashamed of breathing the same air
Which stir the bells that crown their temples,
Ashamed of being a part of the flock even against my will.
Ashamed of haven spend my childhood
Indoors the gloomy hallways
Of a Christians right-winged school, wherein I lost the faith.
Even against my will.
Ashamed of looking myself in the mirror
And see the face of those that I hate,
-Too far away from the middle class hero
With a spawn to feed… with a misery wage-.
Chorus:
Ashamed of all of you, ashamed of all of you to death
Ashamed about the huge lie named by them as “grace”
That was given to all of us as a heavenly sacred gift…
Ashamed, I'm ashamed of being called a human being,
Furious of your lack of compromise,
Of the abundance of words and the absence of facts.
Chorus:
7. The Clam Of Integrity
I claim the ownership of my life,
From today onward and forever
I promise to brim with integrity,
Wish the blast wave that stems of this rebellion
Reduced this pack of lies to ashes.
I commit myself to be the prime, never again to fall behind
Afraid of been rejected for uncovering their hidden stain,
I will fight this no sense whit no mercy.
That common deceit is beneath my dignity!
It's just a hindrance in my pilgrimage.
I behold this hopeful start and feel so deep inside
That once I've come back from this personal odyssey,
A sole word of mine will be enough…
To make you rebel.
8. Monster
Heavens, I'm blind! I'm blind of faith an love!
Heavens, I'm dumb! I'm dumb to praise the Lord
I've been to the sewers of the soul
And I've found a shining pearl inside…a pool of blood.
Love me… I did my best for being normal
But God hates the cowardice,
So let me make another little cut… I know He likes.
When I saw the fire in his eyes
Pulled out my eyes and gave to him
Touched my face and saw the Promised Land
And my dick got hard and started crying.
Speed ball shot right to the brain!
Heavens, I'm here! A land of heroes type “A”
My dear…how much could I spread…
Pure love shot right to the brain!
Heavens, I'm sure I'll be the chosen one,
Mother, be proud of having gave birth
To this pest that cleans his mouth with soap,
‘Cause his word is painful truth to everyone.
Why does it seem so strange?
The blessed monster has got my heart to wake.
See his bearded venous face!
It's a fucking shot of faith!
Of faith (x4)
Of nasty fucking faith!!.
9. The Day Of The Lord
She was distracted while crossing the street
When that huge truck suddenly appeared,
Her blood shed on the sidewalk
In the day of the Lord.
He pricked his arm with that worn syringe,
As his eyes closed he thought of his son
And his heart got finally shattered,
In the day of the Lord.
She got into her car trembling
And tried to get away the further she could,
But someone followed his trail
An accurate shot burst in her chest, ,,
In the day of the Lord.
In her burial someone read a brief quote
As she descended six feet beneath the ground,
In the day of the Lord.
They took their hands one another
And closed firmly their eyes
Breathing the exhaust pipe smoke,
In the day of the Lord
He told her almost gone:
“I'll always love you, see you in the other side”,
In the day of the Lord.
He tried his new jacket on, and his brand new white shirt too
He carefully combed his thick hair and reloaded the chamber of his gun
In the day of the Lord.
He headed towards the city mall
And though: “Everyone deserves to die”
In the day of the Lord.
A city razed to the ground, a thousand rough pine coffins in a row
The great pig talking on the screen
The flags flutter for the departed…
13 innocent lives gone, Queen Mother honoured the killers
While the blood on the ground was still warm
- It's a fine day to the civil rights- .
The day of the Lord (x3)
The fuckin' day of the fuckin' Lord.
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