Balder : Demo 2005
Las palabras
1. ELVIDNIR
(Instrumental)
2. MAGICIAN,MUSICIAN AND POET
I Learned sorcery, black magic, and charms to recreate her; but she's dead
And so am I...
I wrote poems of despair, symphonies of rage and terror. I became magician, musician and poet that acts in the palace of her beauty.
I became the darkness to be her dress. I became the clouds to warm her in winter.
I became the storm to hide her from day
The blood on her lips is the blood of mine, so dark and juicy. Oh I crave for the blood that haunted the corridors of my flesh, inhaled from thousands of men that desired her.
I loved the taste of that luxurious red, so warm and fresh. The taste of death that now is I.
3. MOON
They say that men adores the circles, if so then I am emperor for I adore the circle of holiness, the mistress of all witchcraft and sorcery; the moon
I cursed her to ground, she betrayed, so I cursed her back to the skies then I cursed myself to there. I searched, I traveled with the wind landing on every cloud, but I found nothing.
(Her children are an illusion as she)
I guided my cane to every star ordering them to speak
They said nothing her children are just an illusion as she
My beauty, all my love is just an illusion!
All that peace, all that good, all that love is just an illusion; all love, all that beauty, all that charm, all that life is nothing but illusions.
I growled, I cursed my speech became the spell. The spell that cursed the shape of joy off my lips forever
Only pain, rage and hatred I believe in.
Who am I? I am what I have created. Who are you? Who are they? You are the slaves of life. You are weakness, the slaves of a grand mirage and of the one who created it.
You are nothing
(Instrumental)
2. MAGICIAN,MUSICIAN AND POET
I Learned sorcery, black magic, and charms to recreate her; but she's dead
And so am I...
I wrote poems of despair, symphonies of rage and terror. I became magician, musician and poet that acts in the palace of her beauty.
I became the darkness to be her dress. I became the clouds to warm her in winter.
I became the storm to hide her from day
The blood on her lips is the blood of mine, so dark and juicy. Oh I crave for the blood that haunted the corridors of my flesh, inhaled from thousands of men that desired her.
I loved the taste of that luxurious red, so warm and fresh. The taste of death that now is I.
3. MOON
They say that men adores the circles, if so then I am emperor for I adore the circle of holiness, the mistress of all witchcraft and sorcery; the moon
I cursed her to ground, she betrayed, so I cursed her back to the skies then I cursed myself to there. I searched, I traveled with the wind landing on every cloud, but I found nothing.
(Her children are an illusion as she)
I guided my cane to every star ordering them to speak
They said nothing her children are just an illusion as she
My beauty, all my love is just an illusion!
All that peace, all that good, all that love is just an illusion; all love, all that beauty, all that charm, all that life is nothing but illusions.
I growled, I cursed my speech became the spell. The spell that cursed the shape of joy off my lips forever
Only pain, rage and hatred I believe in.
Who am I? I am what I have created. Who are you? Who are they? You are the slaves of life. You are weakness, the slaves of a grand mirage and of the one who created it.
You are nothing
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