Eternal Cry : The Garden of Dead Flowers
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1. NASTY QUESTION
There is ruin in my broken mind
And a life breath traps me
When she closes her eye of sanity
The nasty question ... it's my risk...
And now you know that is wrong
And now you don't know why it glows
And you say you don't let me go
And you think it's your loss
And now you don't know why it glows
And you say you don't let me go
And you ask me : what's love?
And you think it's your loss
Take your language
Let me sing my song
Give me back my freedom
Let me go on with my life
Take your nasty face
Let me sing my song
This song of freedom
Freedom that I never enjoyed
The lie is the question to my risk
The lie is the winter of my tears
I know this is the end...
2. THE AWAKENING
Locked up in the past
They made when you woke up
Destroying your principles
Lying to the truth
They've only show you
To lie and obey
And your daily resignation
Has made you crazy
For years you have seen
Your life going on
Always the same story
Is repeating again
Now there's a new destiny
Of unexpected happiness
(And never is too late to wake up)
3. IN FRONT OF THE MIRROR
In front of the mirror
You hope to see
Your reflex
But that's not you
Why you get
It's your seal I
Your eyes... those eyes...
Covetous... jealous...
Your mouth... that mouth...
Deceitful... venomous...
Out from your clothes
You are naked
Out from your falseness
Your real I
Your education... that education...
Cynicism... ambition...
Out of falsity... you are naked
Rotten mind... your real I
Out from your hypocrisy
You are naked
Out from your shit your real I
4. THE GARDEN
I feel loneliness
Among the crowd
Walking down the garden
Of dead flowers
The cold wind beats hardly
Wasting the lives of humanity
With color
I'm also rotten
Without hope to live
Neither to escape
Of the dead flower in the garden
Around me I just see hollow minds
That don't want to escape
Of the dead flowers in the garden
There are no feelings
There's only false color
There is no love
In the garden of dead flowers
5. EVENING
(instrumental)
6. THE BELOVED'S DEAD
Insatiable wishes gnaw my entrails
And consume my dark heart
My blood go through my veins
With methodical fervour
The beloved's dead...
A nasty and profane wish
Surrounds my thirsty soul
With this evil nectar of my life
A bloody blade shines
Before the light of the narrow moon
I would collapse
If I can't feel again
The exotic proximity
Of my adoring dead
A cut in my wrist
And your freedom will be insured
The blood draws pictures
On the gravestones
Ghosts of murdered spirits
Files before me
7. FULL MOON
The shining of the night
Catches my senses
Fixing my sad look
In her dark presence
The shadows that create
Their full moon
Become into old memories
Now I see your reflection
Now I see myself in the mirror
Now I see my destiny now I see your path
Today I could see your hidden face
Lonely and cold like my old story
Only today you showed me your heart
And only today I see my passion free
You saw me growing up
You saw me going mad
You saw me laughing
You saw me dying
Tonight we are in the infinite
To set our insides free
Today will be a long night
And sun will never rise again
8. MYSTIC FACE
My mystic face
The blown sky
Horror is mine
My heart is dead
Children of Hell
Caught my fear
Children of death
Suck my life
The spirit become
A little sensation
The bloody sky
My Hellbound heart
My corrupt soul
Children of Hell
Children of death
The mystic face
Bad dreams in my head
Bad dreams in my mind
The melancholy
Will become fire... fire... fire
9. SANGUINIS LACRIMAE
Mihi dolet cor
Mihi dolet cor
Mihi dolet anima
Migratura ex uita sunt
Laba mea mens
Ex tanta tolerantia efugere
Tentatum corpum oprimo
Sanguinis lacrimae...
Nunca credi
ut tus amissus
Prouenired inean mortem
Dum tuam manum sustineo
Et dum tempora optima recordor
Amato uale dicobgv
Sanguinis lacrimae...
10. AFTER A HUNDRED FALLS
After a hundred falls
In this dark place
I had time to think
I had time to forget
After a hundred falls
In this dark place
I remembered those moments
Full of emotions
After a hundred falls
In this dark place
I've missed your presence
I've lost my mind
After a hundred falls
In this dark place
We meet again
As if nothing has changed
I can see in your face
The emptiness of your inner self
The one with no soul
Because one day he left you
I can see in your look
A desire of treason
Hiding behind your words
In his presence
I can feel
As everything turns
11. SEEDS OF HATRED
Victims of the whim
Damn their poor souls
Until satisfy the selfish thirst
That make them feel higher
And their life's were stolen
Since the day of its gestation
And their souls turned into
An object of past time
Victims of the whim
Damn their pool souls
Torturing without feeling pain
Destroying their long way
And the souls were found
Involved in a deep red
And their evils turn into
Dying laments
You only listen how vomit
Their dark feelings
Conceived by the hatred
You spread in... their lives
Conceived by their hatred
12. SENSATIONS
(instrumental)
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