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ULCUS LYRICS
"Cherish the Obscure" (2000)
1. Vortex of Vengeance
2. Stigmatized
3. Carved in Stone
4. The profound Power
5. Self Absorbed
6. Beastly Behaviour
7. Malice
8. Near God -closer to Hell
9. The final caress
1. Vortex of Vengeance
Magic flames draw me near. A beautiful sight in the dark evening. Strong
feelings embrace my heart. Filled with passion I roam through the night. How
I have yearned to inhale this moment, feel the tension that shiver my spine.
How I have longed to complete this vision, time to meet eye to eye.
Ambivalent emotions ravage my head. Thorn apart by this terrible dread. Oh I
sense your presence I feel your breath. Come closer let me smell your hair.
I lust for your erotic flesh. I wanna taste you and watch you undress. But
your flower has withered, it's rotting away. I have turned bitter, only
anger remains.
Times that have been won't be seen again. We long for the past, but our
future is dead. How I have yearned to inhale this moment, feel the tension
that shiver my spine. How I longed to complete this vision, time to meet eye
to eye.
I have screamed out pain, I have swallowed believes. I have searched my
soul, I have used my strength. But the betrayal is greater than my
forgiveness. I am caught in this vortex of vengeance. The ground is changing
colour, it's turning bloody red. Streaming down your body, oozing from your
head. Lonely I mourn, the silence is eternal. My vision has completed, as I
finish your burial.
2. Stigmatized
Burning pain in fragile flesh. A repulsive sight, an awful mess. vandalised
to the unknown. Ostracised from all around.
The image created stick to our minds. Better kept isolated to avoid
offending our sensitive eyes. Reality may hurt so we turn our heads the
other way. Leaving behind what we don't want to see. Left in the dark,
afraid to come out. Introverted by words, true evil at heart.
Deviate from the rightful way. Walk the path that lead astray. Searching for
a sanctuary. To avoid a life in the pillory. Deprived of a normal life, left
to be dehumanised. Shallow acts but deeper scar, burning pain stigmatized.
Careful search with fumble hands A desire to become entranced. Find the key
to wishes gate. To release pain, anger and hate.
Desolation works its way. In the progress one becomes what one is told to
be. Deviate from the rightful way. Walk the path that lead astray. Searching
for a sanctuary. To avoid a life in the pillory. Deprived of a normal life,
left to be dehumanised. Shallow acts but deeper scars, burning pain
stigmatized.
3. Carved in Stone
Time flies by, while souls meet and drift through existence. Our lives
coalesce, through acts, touch, and intimacy. We await the future to fulfil
our hopes and expectations. But somehow we neglect what the past has
brought, to easily we forget.
The plague from ignorance will lead to the downfall of man.
Stories and mysteries from olden times, are signs of what will come. The
future is a result of the past and present, the legacy of our ancestors
carved in stone. Can't we see how its been bleeding? Can't we read the signs
from the past? Can't we see how it's all repeating? Consumed by time, what
will last?
Hear the screams of the tawny owl, a certain sign of death. Beware of the
howling wolf, roaming through night for a pray. The raven stretches its
claws, sharpened to attack. Creating a mood of fear, the dreaded
griefbringer in black. The sorcery of the night's creatures, an omen of what
will come. Lack of faith in olden wisdom, spawns the doom of our lifeform.
The plague from ignorance will lead to the downfall of man.
Respect must be earned, while learning comes through listening. By acting
what you're taught you respect what has been. Much is told, but more is
forgotten. When the tales are ignored, our legacy will rotten.
4. The profound Power
I wait for time to impulse my mind to see further than the moment. A path to
walk not walked before, but nor to be ignored. I roam landscape that's not
explored. A request for a challenge a dare towards life, an inner urge to
expand my mind. Cause when my time come and I'm gone, my acts shall be done.
It is not a quest for perfection, more like a confirmation in my faith. For
I believe only in my own existence, not in a bright star shining the way. I
am power you are the weak. Profound I am and profound I stand. I sin while I
think, but you can never destroy my mind. I act by my mind, so you can't
destroy my deeds.
My being reflects through my powerful acts, some may call me egocentric;
ignorant twats. When you dare not believe your inner dreams, because of
words from soulless beings. You are condemned by your own weakness.
I accomplish what I seek when I give of myself to other beings. I collect
impulses that feed my hunger, and gain creativity. I do not give to pleasure
others, but to make sure that I improve. An endless craving so that I can
satisfy my needs.
When I walk my path I feel secure, confident that my voice will lead the
way. Even though I walk alone I am not lonely, for all my thoughts are
impulses from spirits.
5. Self Absorbed
Through my private forest I wander, where there are no other beings. There
are no souls to misguide me. The silence is my clarity. This is the place
where I decide my quest. I am all alone in my private forest.
Only myself and no one else. I've been dwelling on others. And I regret my
acts, cause no one but me know how I really feel.
Follow your voice don't be blinded by fools. Their tales are misleading
without purity or goals.
Your stupidity impedes my thinking. I prefer my own presence. Therefore I
close my door. I'm better of self absorbed.
I rise above all the shadows from the past. I let the threes grow around me.
I am no longer blinded by compassion. A new vision has risen to my
attraction.
No longer I seek. I've found what I need. I've ended my search I have found
myself.
6. Beastly Behaviour
Feel your needs and follow the lust. Obey the craving and put your trust in
the emotions that take control of all urges and blackens your soul. A
pleasure that you cant live without, pure satisfaction no room for doubt. An
ecstasy of enjoyment, where you are the master and all rules are bend.
Rising high, standing tall. Blinded by lust, unable to see the fall.
When desires are strong you might not see, how your behaviour goes against
who you are supposed to be. Temptation that lies within your blackened soul,
itches your curiosity and breaks down your control.
A beastly behaviour, a craving for flesh. Mislead by emotions no more or
less. Dark desires, skeletons unleashed. Concealed lust produces your beast.
Strength is gained by knowing your weak point. Face your fears, and live out
the urge. Release the pain and let emotions flow. A sin might be your
kingdom, only exploring will show.
Feel your needs and follow the lust. Obey the craving and put your trust, in
the emotions that take control of all urges and blackens your soul. A
pleasure that you cant live without, pure satisfaction no room for doubt. An
ecstasy of enjoyment, where you are the master and all rules are bend.
7. Malice
My hate is built on grief, a lust for revenge to ease the guilt. A condition
of helplessness where you're suffering is my only cure. I worship the
bitterness to increase the pain and prolong the mourning. Remorse means
nothing at all my hate has blinded me.
I am what is remembered, what I do is what remains.
Dark tunes break the silence, as my fear withers I grief my loss. The dawn
of solitude is the end of my happiness.
I am what is remembered, what I do is what remains. The memories will fade
away, they will be buried in time.
I can no longer see the boundaries that keep me sane. I am all instinct now,
flesh is flesh and hate is all. No hope only bitter feelings, it's all
unreal no comprehension. I am shattered the past is gone, only hate prolongs
I am what is remembered, my malice is what remains.
8. Near God -closer to Hell
Thou serpent speak nothing but lies, with thy holy infested tongues. But
thou shall never touch my spirit, thou rapist of misguided souls.
Awakening from the cursed trance. Sinning through free spirited dance. Rebel
searching for strength inside. Banished thrown out from the light.
Preach not of right and wrong. Lecture not how life unfolds. Speak not of
peace of mind. There is no truth it's not to be found.
Terror through spiritual persecution. Judging all individual solutions. But
I fear not your threat of damnation. Instead I gloat of your pity pray for
salvation
Preach not of right and wrong. Lecture not of how life unfolds. Speak not of
peace of mind. There is no truth it's not to be found.
A prisoner of belief in hot red sand. Trapped in the desert, no sight of
moist land. Self-contradiction is the water that keeps you alive. But it
tastes so bitter, the drops that dry out your faith.
The thought of nothingness frights you. A darkness where no one listens to
your twaddle. A solitude place, that never ends. But you're prepared, cause
you're already dead.
9. The final caress
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