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Paranoia
04:11
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“In the silence of the night,
How we shiver with affright
At the melancholy meaning of their tone!
For every sound that floats
From the rust within their throats
Is a groan.”
Keeping time,
In a sort of Runic rhythm.
Keeping time,
In a happy Runic rhythm.
Don't forget this time
Don't forget the existence
Please take my little fingers
And please now feel the time
Keeping time,
In a happy Runic rhythm.
Keeping time,
In a sort of Runic rhythm.
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Disappearance
Leaving the empty
Behind herself.
An empty without smell
The empty of colours,
Usual.
There was.
I listen to the presence
Imperceptible,
Seconds of life that go
And come back.
Every evening,
From my window.
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3. |
Lust
04:25
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Blind breath.
Die and lie down
Like a bloody kind of pleasure
When my heavy shadow is falling down
Who can understand me?
Who can understand me now?
Temple of lust fools all around my body
Takes my fragile soul and flies at me
Who can understand me?
Who can understand me now?
Lust.
The vampyre is in my undead heart
The vampyre is In my blinded eyes
Takes my soul and bleeds for me
Takes my soul and flies away
My heart bleeds for lust
Who can understand me, now?
Lechery forever inside my mind
Might and great illusion for her light
Living through the night evermore
She is no more
My lips are full of blood
Who can understand me, now?
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4. |
Frau Death (New Version)
04:26
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“Pleurs, cris et plaincts, hurlemens effrayeurs,
Cœur inhumain, cruel Roy & transy.
Feu leur cité, & lame trenchera.”
In a field of ancient country
Maelström eyes look over me
Little queen of a Deep Terror
Destroy all creatures of the night.
Save me from Frau Death.
Keeper of the seven keys
Call her name for all the day
Lost inside his lonely eye,
He's looking for one exit way
Shadow and Darkness on the white sky
Fire and brimstone over me
Overcrossing streets of sadness.
Save her from Frau Death.
I stay in my cage
Behind that uncoloured wall
And I hope, I hope, I hope.
In a field of ancient country
Maelström eyes look over me
Little queen of a Deep Terror
Destroy all creatures of the night.
Seven tigers run on a Highway
Following one thousand dogs
Little queen of a Deep Terror
Kill 'em all for all the night.
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5. |
Lestat (Edit Version)
04:29
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In a grey midnight like no other
I wished myself dead
My affections were no more
Oh monsieur, set me free from the affliction of living
A last wish in robes of sorrow
An invocation in black.
A figure stands beneath the inhuman moonlight
Like a killer moves around
For the blood was his life
His tombstone had been carved,
and shall be lifted nevermore
Nevermore
Tonight is the time to die,
tonight my last wish.
His bribe on my skin,
I didn’t shout so loud
His teeth in my flesh
My foolish fear, my fear
The breath of God was still that night
His pleasure to kill me
No regret, taste my blood
Oh monsieur, give the chance that wasn’t given to you
Oh dark angel, I won’t go the way of all flesh
Oh monsieur, I’ll never see the day dawning
Only a last grey dawn seen through
a red mist of blood
Before the mortal remains
of the human beauty die
Please suck my life away
Lestat, spirit of the undead
Please, suck my life away.
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6. |
Cold
03:43
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Real cold, real fear
Ancient remorse
Endless stations of nightmare
Devil eyes Look all around my body
Smear my life and spill my shame.
Cold, Cut into my soul Before I get the chance
And then destroy my name
The untold promises of empty voices
Unfold the face. Cold.
Cold, my tears
Cold, my heart
Cold, in my veins
Cold, my life
Cold, in your life
Cold, my eyes. Cold.
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The Lake - To -
04:14
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In spring of youth, it was my lot
To haunt of the wide world a spot
The which I could not love the less —
So lovely was the loneliness
Of a wild lake, with black rock bound,
And the tall pines that towered around.
Oh — this is the Lake.
But when the Night had thrown her pall
Upon that spot, as upon all,
And the mystic wind went by
Murmuring in melody —
Then — ah then I would awake
To the terror of the lone lake.
Oh — this is the Lake.
Death was in that poisonous wave,
And in its gulf a fitting grave
For him who thence could solace bring
To his lone imagining —
Whose solitary soul could make
An Eden of that dim lake.
Oh — this is the Lake.
Yet that terror was not fright,
But a tremulous delight —
A feeling not the jewelled mine
Could teach or bribe me to define —
Nor Love — although the Love were thine.
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Sono avvolto in pensieri immensi,
Travolto da mille onde;
Mi perderò seguendo la scia di assurde convinzioni.
Cado nelle celate profondità dell’essenza. Cado.
Fisserò con lo sguardo il sole di questa nuova alba;
Berrò il tuo seme
E poi mi cospargerò d’incenso.
Non lasciare che sia il tempo
a cambiare il vento.
Ti prenderà per mano
E via da queste coste.
Seguirai il cuore del mare,
Le sue voglie. Cambiamenti.
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9. |
Alive (Live Version)
04:04
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Underground view
Introduces me
in an unreal world.
Unsound mind,
automatism
Faded will
subdued by illusions
Between broken lives
I don’t want to look at.
Violated mind
no...
wake me up.
Alive.
I keep still
My body doesn’t answer yet
A tragic truth
See me,
touch me,
help me
and shake me now.
Turn, turn, my head burns
A contour appears,
but it stands out faster.
now I see you
Don’t hide yourself,
there isn’t haze on me
I’m awake, alive.
I’m alive.
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Take another drug ’cos you’re getting old
Buy another drink - it’s your final order
No-one ever said you’d have to sell your soul
No-one ever told you that you’d die of boredom
And suffer the same
Never trust a friend with an eye for more
Never trust a woman with a friendly persona
Keep it all together when they close the door
We can lie with others when the trial is over
And cover the shame
To cover the shame
And was she? I wonder...
Or was I her father...?
Lust defined as sleep before I wake
Open-eyed, delirious and fake
Running for a fall with a grin on your face
The stupid open mind of the eternally ugly
A thousand other boys should be taking your place
Bet you’d never swap it for a dignified entry
So live with the pain
Cut an open wound with a merciless hand
Chuck away your past for an intimate morning
Dropping like the body of a chemical man
Never say “away” ’cos I gave you a warning
Just start it again
And was she? I wonder...
Or was I her father...?
Lust defined as sleep before I wake
Open-eyed, delirious and fake
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11. |
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Simon Dreams In Violet Rome, Italy
“Formed in '92 with voice, distorted bass and drums. Band's symbol comes from a sign placed on witches graves, which is jolly. The assurance of the old sound sustained through energetic expression rather than shallow noise. Two MC's through Energeia, ‘Simon Dreams In Violet' ('93), ‘Dreaming The Lost' ('94) and the self-released MC ‘Follia’ ('95) on their own label Interior Deus.” Mick Mercer ... more
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