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ZABURON LYRICS
"Sic Bellum Incipit" (2003 EP)
1. Intro
2. The Beginning
3. Zaburon
4. Blood King
5. The Awakaning of Titans
6. Sickly Theatre
7. Infinity Human Suffering
1. Intro
2. The Beginning
I can’t believe…
Life can impose you its path
and you are alone.
You can’t fight its hostility.
I Hope you, my friend,
can understand me.
I tell you all my emotions
which hardly find a place
in my pain.
I saw
the little legs of a child
making step of a giant.
The doubt
destroy the dikes
and the reality invades
the dreams.
The weight Of a question
it’s baleful,
but you have to understand that’s just
a paddle of dust,
a paddle of dust.
I think we have to learn walking
and than we’ll could run.
For every fall somebody pays.
Often the debtor
doesn’t ask it.
It’s a mechanism which
doesn’t work,
this way takes away your life
and force you to the game.
Pay more attention to make not errors.
The nightmare comes,
it can’t be dominated.
Don’t to loose yourself
long an unknown footpath,
which hides a lot of obstructions,
It’s a fight
by you and yourself,
there is neither joy nor serenity.
It’s not important
if you can’t understand,
you have to go ahead,
don’t try to watch behind.
Suffering!!
Don’t wake up
the sleeping creature.
Time will come,
It will open your eyes,
a strange silence will scare you
and than you’ll hope
that is the end,
When it was just
the beginning.
3. Zaburon
Evil sounds burst in me,
I’m turning into a morbid beast
crushing and smashing I escape from my cage room,
I jump into the darkness,
where unreal creatures
all around
offer me their throne.
My ego it’s dying
victim of his majesty,
macabre illusion on my mind.
Syndrome of hate and hypocrisy.
The embrace has began,
my obscure spirit
born in the horror cradle.
The anger and all my fears
blast my mind
creating my foolish mask.
My body has crossed the limit,
the point of no return.
The mirror reflect my face.
I look at my eyes
But they are too deep.
My power increase.
My strength blast.
Unbreakable armour.
An evil voice inside me,
Increasing and control me.
I’m not me.
Roar of a violent impact.
Evil incarnation evil.
Now I’m the invincible creature
I always desire.
I’m falling,
nothing it’s able to stop me.
It’s amazing,
I am the only chief of myself
It’s a possession,
I am his slave.
Great Imagination,
It can change you in something
obscure and dreadful,
but you have to know
It’s just a dream,
and life call you back to reality.
Try to escape
from the mirrors circle
that’s reflecting you.
4. Blood King
Thousand of bloody corpses flow in a river of blood,
it will drag them towards Hell.
They are quartered and martyrized by themselves.
Our bloody king incarnated in a ferocious slayer,
will all devour and vomit.
The immortal and immense beast, along its way, will bring only death and destruction.
Choosing perfidly his faithfuls, he will convert you from useless human to a member of his satanic army.
So a terrible convulsion and irreversible scald, will change your mind and your body, the suffering will torture you.
You will collaborate to quench our Bloody King.
You’ll defeat and suppress the sacred and the secular.
Our Bloody king will dirt the bible with pure Christian blood.
The underworld will be your deadly weapon, you’ll crush love and peace and you’ll exchange your heart with a black shining stone.
5. The Awakaning of Titans
6. Sickly Theatre
The train of death
continue his mad run,
unknown is the destination.
Many questions, many doubts,
immense terror.
Terrible visions appear,
the painful child cry
Unable to understand and to will.
People dejected
over their excrement,
gagged like dirty animal.
They are guilty to be alive,
our lives destroyed
by the humour of tyrants.
A long barbed wire,
dogs and guardians,
a sickly theatre.
The sight was obscene,
thousand of people dying
without a name.
Bar code men
enslaved like beasts
left into the mud,
dressed by gray uniforms
masks of blood
without an expression,
trembling corpses.
Their eyes reflect
a painful trip.
A big tower dominate the scene
spreading ashes and dust,
doom on the fields.
A long barbed wire,
dogs and guardians,
a sickly theatre.
We can’t see…
They have to go
to the tower
to meet their carnage.
7. Infinity Human Suffering
All the world is conscious
of the endless suffering
impending on all humanity.
It’s vile end perseverant,
it’s objective is to wear the mind
and the human soul,
to destroy the man
with a mortal delirium.
So maniac thoughts
and suicidal tendences,
will populate your head,
suffocating your life.
A slow and suffering decline
will take you to madness.
Infinite human suffering.
You, poor mortal
will only follow
the torturing way,
that will bring you
to a brutal suicide.
You will study your decay,
you will program it,
waiting in solitude
and than cancel your traces.
The fatal moment is approaching,
you are victim of depression,
death will be the only way of salvation.
The last song, the last sighs,
one smudge word on the wall.
The freezing body of a boy lie hanged,
he has lost dreams and all hopes.
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