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WINGS LYRICS
"Diatribe" (1995)
1. Sunburnt
2. Eden
3. Cast Asunder
4. Thus Far
5. Unwind
6. Equidistant
7. Austere
8. Deus Ex Machina
9. Passion Et Resurrection
1. Sunburnt
I reach tranquillity
When dusk lies down before me
Our needs are sinister
As we kill for borders, that are
Made by men, the Fatherland
Cut deep in flesh so proud
The scars of old, a pain untold
Upon my soul and on my...
My redsmeared hands
Your sunburnt body fades and dies
Vast, empty land
You bleed your life on foreign soil
Seeds of humanity
Sown by the ploughs of war
We seek for stimuli
In shattered faces, wounded
Somber strain, a Voyeur's game
Oh Gun, please hold my hand
In the end, there is an end
I'll wage this war on my...
My empty hands
Your sunburnt colors fade and die
Vast, empty land
We bleed our lives within it's soil
War !
You'll never see sun burning
You'll never hear but burning
Never
2. Eden
Grand fly of an erstwhile myth
Wrapped in linen stained red
His words soothing my ears
Smooth lies of a serpent
Untainted need of innocent´s eyes
On a bed of thorns
Longing for the sheeps of gold
And oblivion
We are white angels
Servants of the holy
Golden halo´s
On fathers feet
Our souls are blackened
Blackened as his lies
Unveil underground Eden
And the Nazarene cries
Charred wings of an angel white
Dreams of change burned down in early flight
Celestial halls resound forever
The fury of an unforgiving God
Through the vast spaces
Floats a timeless sight
A tower of wisps & vapors
Punishment and pain
Dust of times from the book of lies
Thousand seeds, a kiss from the dead
In the red, red orgy
Of Armageddeon, fuck yeah!
Charred wings of an angel white
Dreams of change burned down in early flight
Celestial halls resound forever
The fury of an unforgiving God
We were white angels
Servants of the holy
Our golden halo´s
Were cast on fathers feet
Now our souls are blackened
As blackened as his lies
We will unveil underground Eden
And hear the Nazarene cry
Round and round
To damnation we are bound
Round and round
And around
3. Cast Asunder
I, the flesh of God
Naive in my ways
To birth myself anew
Deepen my aura of power
But the world got bitter
And I cold at heart
Pain, the exalted companion
That I wish to snuff
To seek new wilderness
Vanquish the mould of clay
Profound and ever preserved
Thus could I endure
A period of feelings of loss
Creo tempus, indeed
Hollow man, hollow core
Without a soul, without a soul
Hollow core, hollow man
Without a soul you´re cast asunder
There is no difference between sweet & sour
My soul is dead, a withered sunflower
Turn back the sands of time
Turn black the hands of...
Time, bewilders a childe
I dance through declining years
when the shadows get longer
and tread on weary bones
Medieval ecstasy and rhythm
Are able to burrow in
Hollow man, hollow core
Without a soul, without a soul
Hollow core, hollow man
Without a soul you´re cast asunder
There is no difference between sweet & sour
My soul is dead, a withered sunflower
I truly felt the passing of time
With age I lost the dear grasp of mine...
4. Thus Far
Reach for the doctrine I am;
Oh, scholars so trivial
With witless prosodies of thine
Thou wield mimic desolation
Never semantic pain...
Thus far
Do I pine for thee?
Like melting of snow
So sure yet so slow
Is the poets´ craft
Thus done
All the sorrows, my silent syllables
Who intempereth with life
Shall drunk with emotion of
Stentorian choir, orchestra of fall
That I recite with awe
But lo, no word can grasp
That spark
Thus far
Do I pine for me?
Bereave over a gift
That´s forced, not given
Like melting of snow
So sure yet so slow
Is the poets´ craft
Adored?
5. Unwind
Maim me
Shouts out the being of a sullen man
Hate me
Am I not so heavy to behold
Lie
Dividend
For are ye not my greatest f(r)iend
Distance
Just a fraction better to elide
Lie
Substance, nature, being
In essence am I dreaming
Or screaming - I won´t subside
Harness, rapture, bleeding
Landmark of anger seething
Shepherd of the fold - I won´t subside
The wrong way
Inept lives of ye uniform minds
Conviction
A few will remain against the grain
Unwind
How come
They say that great minds think alike
Like cloudburst
Wisdom streams to infinity
Unwind
Substance, nature, being
In essence am I dreaming
Or screaming - I won´t subside
Harness, rapture, bleeding
Landmark of anger seething
Shepherd of the fold - I won´t subside
Intoxicated, intoxicate
Intoxication, intoxicants
Intoxicated (x4)
Lie...
6. Equidistant
Wide plains before me
Dead stream lies naked
Swimming with the clouds
And the colours fade
Nor the Pearly Gates
Neither shores of Hell
Can match the splendour
Of these sleeping landscapes
Woebegone and shrouded in dust
A sultry forge of equilibrium lost
Ripe emblem of my earth, my blood
That assuage the vastness in times
Endearing embrace of a mother sublime
A derelict soul in catharsis entwined
No sign of sun´s halo - Just freezing moon
The horns of old crescent - Pierce through my hearth
Thus increasing null coldness - For warmth I cry
To touch God
Alas, I gather up the dusk of arts
A wanton son willing to depart
To omnipresence under vestal skies
But flesh is weak and tongue is false
For ev´ry triumph I must endorse
Equal taint for weary virtues gone
The weight of my heart - Relinquish & rise
Upwards and onwards - Perennial youth
Romantic desires - My seething thirst
To touch God
Don´t weep my precious lovelorn child we will rejoice, solemnly
Together, forever
Forsooth we are of equal strain I am in thee and you are me
Together, forever
So let all grains run through your limbs they seem so countless, but all is one
In thee my friend, you´ll see, farewell...
Sin is a doorway
To touch God
A velvet embrace
Equidistant
7. Austere
Lost myself and sympathy
Dim the shapes of all that´s passed
Down cast eyes sweating pain
Crestfallen with faithlessness
Sorrowborne to iniquity
A rosary to enwrap my core in...
Rage of yore, the sermon inborn, cleanse me from vague lies
Lies
Dogmatized and canonized
Your wrygone word soothes me not
I withhold bitterness
As a tragic symbol of my inspiration
Revived from an austere dream
Hear the birds of mourning filter...
Te Deum, but for whom, let me come undone;
No Christ adored
´neath love for life is a lie
When millenia of "heretics" die
Sacrosanct, vestal
So we raise Thee on a pedestal
Mother of God
Your faerytale breeds our ignorance
Shroud my eyes
With moist kisses
Of mourning dew
Religious mistress
Lies
No Christ adored
´neath love for life is a lie
When millenia of "heretics" die
Sacrosanct, vestal
So we raise Thee on a pedestal
Mother of God
Your faerytale breeds our ignorance
8. Deus Ex Machina
Outstretched, bloodraped hands
In the great halls of godfall
As a scar in dreams of chaos
Lower planes are the future dogma
A sun of chrome arises
When in the house of Babylon
Death is paid and death is truly laid
Mechanize the black of our minds
Proud race in paradise (utopia)
In which the saints of steel
won´t see the plight
Dreams already dreamed
Dead, dead
Afterglow of a weary mind
Lustruous requiem
Of a thousand horns
Inject me with God´s poison (Samael)
The lost forgive their blood
Heavy, acidic clouds roll
Roll past a nevergreen life
Complete the cycle
And behold a new Lazarus
Regressus ad uterum...
Rise to new heights
Poor child of modern corporealism
When a man turns to a machine
And machine is uplifted to a status of God
Only red led lights glow
On an infrared alley of sounds
That make colours of datastreams
Biolinks of conciousness
Are entwined together by
A cosmic net of mechanized distortion
Semi-Gods of industry breathe and seethe
In their own cesspool of radiation and pollution
Are we becoming God
Or an extinct race
The machine decides
Deus Ex Machina
9. Passion Et Resurrection
Sanctus Vagina
Toying with the filaments of Ego
Gently subdued as a King´s pawn
I assume my position and drool
Sanctus Phallus
A shadow cast on quivering wings
I am a blood-machine
clad in black rubber
Subjugators devoid of skin
Caress my anatomy with chains
I float to every cardinal point
A lump of ecstatic flesh
Supernova of the King
I arrive in a downpour of sperm
I am a cosmic orgasm
I am God´s sex machine
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