1. NEW MODEL INFERO

Let new fiery souls so fell
Make a heaven of hell
At the end of the beginning
Will start waiting termination time
New expiration of our passing
On this fucking earth

Future announced that shall be
Our past, primitive fear in the dark
Yielding to new model human
I've seen the blackest decade
In human history
Balancing between hope and despair

What we call hell is the root of life
What we fear and what we know
We built for ourselves
Regressive evolution
Slaughter of illusion
Abdication-absolution
I've seen the blackest decade
In human history
Balancing between hope and despair

Let new fiery souls so fell
Make a heaven of hell
What we call hell is the root of life
We will see and we will feel
The glorious eath of life
New Model Inferno


2. PORTEUR DE LUMIERE

Porteur de lumière
Dans les limbes de Golgotha
Je vois
Dans les ombres de Gethsemane
Je vois
Une cascade de sanglots
Flots de poussière et de pleurs
Le chemin des renonciations
Et de toutes les négations

Porteur de lumière
Dans les limbes de Golgotha
Je vois
Dans les ombres de Gethsemane
Je vois
La rage et le doute ardent
Les décrets d’un monarque impotent
La graine d’erreur et de ruine
Contenue dans le sein du bien

Satan, triste bouffon de Dieu
Dans la défaite, dans l’extase
Pervertis Son éternité
Et crée le temps de notre mort
Nous embrassons l’étoile du matin
Le sombre ange des agonies
Et de mystères trop mortels
Pour être connus du divin
Porteur de lumière
Science ou pardon ?


3. THE LAST OF GETHSEMANE

The greater the supremacy, the deeper the loneliness
The deeper the knowledge, the greater the sadness
I only wish to be a man
Contradiction, dejection
I of the left hand path, I of the evil side
But what if demons should die?
I of the saving grace, I of the supreme being
I only wish to be a man
But the hands of fate are too strong
To cradle the plain flesh of life

"This night, so tranquil now, will not go hence
Unroused by winds that play a busier trade
Of those which mold yon could in lazy flakes
Or the dull sobbing draft that moans and rakes
Upon the strings of the aeolian lute...
Which better far were mute..."

The greater the supremacy, the deeper the loneliness
The deeper the knowledge, the greater the sadness
God is alone to be one is to be on his own
The last of Gethsemane
I only wish to be a man
"For lo! The new-moon, winter-bright,
And overspread with fantom light
I see the old moon in her lap, foretelling
The coming-on of rain and squally bast"
Preaching in the desert
Oh, this fucking world tore my heart apart


4. SILENT SKIES

A suffering soul turns to the sky
Saerching a reason for it's endless pain
He raises his hands ad demands an answer
No sign from above, the sky is silent

The suffering soul's prisonner of it's faith
Crying alone, condamned to oblivion
Why can't we get any answer?
Why?
Why can't you help, why can't you heal?
Why? Silent skies!

The suffering soul doesn't understand
Turns to the sky a second time
Beyond the mist, above the cluds
Stars move but nothing shies
Why?
Look at the sky for the last time
And realise you have been blind
Only regrets and pain remain
All the promises were lies
Don't try to understand, you suffer in vain

O silent skies, o pain and lies
Look at the suffering soul's rise
Humans belived in salvation
They'll see their truth is oblivion
Why can't we get any answer?
Why? Silent skies!
Why can't you help, why can't you heal?
Why? Silent skies!


5. MY END

I fear what I am
My body falls, my end's a well
But never deep enough
I want to forget myself
My end is near but seems too far
What have I become?
O-this knife in my hand
O-this blade on my skin
O-this pain in my flesh
Flow my blood, flow my life!
Little red trickle! Run down my body
Sicide, suicide
I feel so empty, I feel so weak

I'm waiting for my end
Lights turn before my eyes
My conscience falls asleep
Everything's slowind mind
Swollen eyes
Licking own blood
Heavy head/empty mind
Swollen eyes
Licking my own blod
Suching it out of my own veins
My end comes oh dark emtiness
Please welcome me
In your silent shroud
O-this knife in my hand
O-this blade on my skin
O-this pain in my flesh
Flow my blood, flow my life!
Little red trickle! Run down my body
My end is near, I will not shed a tear


6. L'OEUVRE AU NOIR

Par les secrets des minéraux
Et du peuple des métaux
Par les symboles sylvesteres
Et les msolées rupestres
Célébrons les noces alchimiques
Le calice orphique
Où vin et cendres s'entremêlent
Corpus Dei-le sang de l'agneau
Corpus Dei-science et sanglots
L'oeuvre au noir

Puisse l'humaine raison
La matrice des illusions
Déesse de liesse et de détresse
Muter la déception en sagesse

Et si l'abîme, et le néant
Etaient l'achèvement
L'éternité intransmutable?
Corpus Dei-abolir le temps
Corpus Dei-perfection et néant
Nous sommes les Christ inférieurs
Les divinités mineures
A qui les songes tôt brisés
Tiennent lieu d'immortalité

Par le songe devenu chair
La chair est devenue terre
Que s'accomplisse l'oeuvre au noir


7. SHADOWCROWN

By the sade wich created light
Everytime I'll be there to see you die
Seven deadly sins to grow up my might
Seven deadly sins to grow up my might

Yes

Stay by my side
Your love of God will get you nowhere
Stay by y side
Unmistakable Satan's children
Will understand there is a price
That human race must pay forever

5 elements to bring up life's death
4 seasons to count man's time
3 six to see sore decline
2 hemispheres to shroud every corpse
1 master will reign over

By the fleh wich created light
Everytime I'll be there to see you die
Seven deadly sins to grow up my might
Seven deadly sins to grow up my might

Yes