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The Antidote (2003)
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The fury of waters
Revolving still.
Your voices are silences
When they speak through me.
To the crossroads
We are turning our backs
And in each of your wounds
I will plant a seed of belief

In and above men

The End which is ours
Unclear still.
The thirst growing stronger
And you still won't believe
Someday we'll come out of your dreams.
And through the eyes you now close
The immense light of the Deep

In and above men

The fury of Human
Revolting still
Will we be together?
Finally.
In the crossroad
You gave me your back
And through each of your wounds
You will bleed light over me

Bleeding the skies all over me

. . .


Diurnal shall be your redemption
The last of spirits now leaves your body
We all act as if You are not there
Seeing is not believing

Possessional your communication
What gets inside us the moment we are born?
What was that descending?
From lowering skies

I am no One
The center of Universe
What got inside you?
The moment you were born
Could you see Him descending.
Descending supreme
From lowering skies

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From the soul to its waste
The Common hates his evil twin
Everything invaded
In its simplicity

How did you get inside me?

Still all fascinated.
Invaded by everything

In the first morning light
The touch of death covering skies
Everything invaded
(and) All the fears inspired

How did you get inside me?

Still all celebrated
Invaded by everything

Everything so full
In the lives I have taken with Me
All our moments wasted
All is getting in

Still all violated
Divided by everything

And all the grace disturbed
All existence is false
All your dead generations!
I am a son of yours and I am coming back.

Everything invaded
In its finality
Tell me will it hurt
When you get outside of me?

Everything is breaking
Why have we ever stopped here
Everything invaded
I am a son of yours
And I am giving up

Everything invaded
Invaded by everything

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The silver bullet - so earthly fast
Forever rope - so hard to find
The silver bullet - so earthly thrashed
Forever rope - symbol of Trust

The mandrake's root your restless lover
The Morning blade, first to awake
The morning shame that you can't take
The Mandrake't root. In Venenum veritas...

The silver bullet. The Southern Deathstyle
Forever Rope - forever tied
The mandrake's pill - your magic route to nowhere
The morning breaks - it's lunar still...

The Elements all moulded together
A family whose name is Death
The Elements in circle fear
Bullet. Root. Blade. and Rope
All hold so dear

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Here's to the Fear
For keeping us alert
And here's to sleep
For making me understand

here's to the crowning roots
(placing us nowhere)
here's to the laughable wings
(taking us nowhere)

Here's to the Eve
Of the Day which will never ocme
And here's to Retreat
To ease the pain

Here's to Resistance
(laughing at ourselves)
Here's to defeat
How dare you come so late?

The cup is empty
Shall be filled no more
And all the thirsty
Can now approach...

The antidote

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Snowbird, ablaze and hurt
Brighter, fearless, just like a runaway
Princess never-a-smile
Oh, Child! What makes you try?
Crying and sobbing
You greet the other day

She who never touches the ground

Spreading an eclipse
Where never the sun shines
At her feet

Frostbite. Astray. Will. Faith.
Haunting. hunting, she rules the game
Twin soul you are always a strange
Nothing ever makes you afraid?
Promising, threatening
She looks the other way

She who never touches ground

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The Principles firmly confused
Shake them awake. The circles vicious
All full of wishes

The vapours which invite us in
In hope we bring the final piece
Afraid of what it means

The icy patterns ascending dead
As I decide to stay
And cover with shadows my comeback way

I look outside and it's lunar still

. . .


Now you dream inside
Her sleep of death.
You get to keep your soul
Until she claims it back.

A darkness without end.
Morning was drained.
Here comes the rain.

And on the other side,
All is dark again.
And the dark walls
At your side again.

And you walk
The darkside again.

You are the dream inside
Her sleep of death.
And as I move through her soul
I'll find you hiding in there:

The darkness with no end.
With a light of herself.
No one can forget.

And on the other side
All is dark again
And the dark walls
At your side again.

And you walk
The darkside again.

May you walk the darkside again.

And you walk
The darkside again.

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Starts as a feeling pure,
This vitreous second sight
Without hallucinating, hating,
Captive of a future bright

Fortune telling-
Honours for madmen only!
Through the looking glass,
And when the glass looks back.

Why is everything to be denied?
That could make life a little bright.

Horrors guessing, exceptional,
Through details all revived.
Aligned in the death wish prismal
The crystal gazing - silver Eye.

We are the feeble standing
Before the Great Awakening.
The livestock roaming,
Counting the seconds to
Our Second Coming.

Why is everything to be denied?
That could make life a little bright.

Through the looking glass,
And when the glass looks back:
Yourself as a fraud.

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The seed of Men,
From trees now freezing.
All silevered leaves
With messages written

The Imitators
In sequences bright.
All perpetraitors
In cahins of gold.

From the Wait we got our hearts so wet.
The Legend rains our drops of sweat.
Sweet all the Season. The crop is Death.
Reaped on the Rush. You hate yourself.

The best of Men,
Through racks now stumbling.
Learning the blind walk.
All apprentices.

The fierest Men,
In sheep's clothing,
Have bor exhausted
To everything.

And yes we all believe in Madness.
We are being born at the sound of Ends.
And yes we all belive in cruelty
We breed it out so easily.

It used to be the pride of Men,
Now a flame put out by the cold in his hand.

And yes we all have signed the pacts.
We knew so well nothing was left.
And yes we still believe in Beauty
As we eternally sleep on it.

The last of Men
All hide in here
Domesticated by everything

What's left of the Man
I had within,
Now gone forever
The Beast sets in.

And yes we all believe in Fury.
When nothing else is supposed to be.
Consumed are now all the rewards,
As we eternally...

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DARKENING

And they travelled into the darkening,
I couldn't smile one final mistake,
the frozen tides keep heading south,
my broken home not far from you,
surrender slow I'll move with you,
wherever nothing you lead me to...

and they travelled into the darkening,
whitening the worlds behind,
we have reached the southern most,
and we want to know why, we want to know why.

wish bound, the time has come to choose alone,
to crack the code while you are young, while we feel strong,
have your revenge rape what you saw,
the midnight sun, arrives so late fourious and fast.

and they travelled into the darkening,
whitening the worlds behind,
we have reached the southern most,
and we want to know why, we want to know why.

and they travelled into the darkening,
whitning the ones behind,
we have reached the southern most,
and we want to know why, we want to know why.

and they travelled into the darkening,
freightining the ones behind,
we have reached the horror most,
and dare not to know why, dare not to know why.

Darkening,
Whitening,
freightining,
Weakining...

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