Empty (ESP) : The Last Breath of My Mortal Despair

Black Metal / Spain
(2005 - Blackened Moon Productions)
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1. THE HORRIBLE DRAWING BACK OF THE VEIL

Hail. I speak to you
The only brother that was born with me with there values
Hail my brother.
The one that walked in the bitterness of incomprehension.
Hail my fellow. Still I keep on, although
I sense that I am dying.
When the latter black petal,
Fall and consume my time.......

Life? Sweet taste to blood in my mouth.
Bitter taste of despair
Death? Real, so real,
As If I feel my black broken heart
Overwhelming waves of desire to depart,
Where nobody wants to look.
Sentiments, my black catharsis
Does not leave me right now to tell them apart

The rigid embrace of the narrow dwelling,
The blackness of absolute night.
So much he joined that to us

Oblivion.
Have your black sentiments

The silence like an overwhelming sea,
The invisible but the winning worm's palpable presence!!!
I felt sick, frozen to death, frozen,
And in black silence, nothingness became universe!!!

Oblivion.
Died right now?

Oblivion. Emptiness words
Oblivion. Empty life


2. A SOURCE OF HOLLOW ESSENCE

... And then an angel came
And touched me with her wings.
She gave me the gift of vision through
The eyes, and this undermined my soul,
It let me to see the sorrow of the truth,
Through gloomy crystal pieces.
In a source of hollow essence
A source of hollow essence
And then when I wanted to notice,
I was already dismembered
By the pain and I wasn´t be able to discern
If that was a demon´s doing or angel´s.

In a source of hollow essence
If that gift was my virtue or my damnation!
In a source of hollow essence
A source of hollow essence
A source of hollow essence
My virtude of my damnation!!
A source of hollow essence
A source of hollow essence
A source of hollow essence
A source of hollow essence


3. THE SPECTRAL PALENESS OF THE SKIN

In the sunset of my life, when the curtain fell
My sight became an endless night…

Saw myself, some hinges ahead,
Roaring with every step I take

Cries of agony calling me from the other side…
My name still sounds like anguish,
The other side is only emptiness…

A red line showed me the track while I started to fall
...Background, again...whispers...whispers in the depth!!!

Midway I fall, I fall, I fall!!!
Letting me fall again and again!!!
Now there’s only rest, I hear no laments,
I hear no cries,
Just now… Am I really alive?

A darK Landscape Of desolated visions.
Empty Eyes look at Spectral Truncks of life!!!


4. THE LAST BREATH OF MY MORTAL DESPAIR

Is the chosen way better than the life once known?
I think so but sometimes,
Sunk in the despair of my existence,
I long for the other life.
Would have been easier to live with it…
Nevertheless truth is nothing against self-deception,
Deception.

Principles are worthless if idealist can´t carry on his rules…
With his own recollections…So that’s the better way.

I lived in great grief, for them,
For myself but overall for the memory
That I could be one of them…
And life’s shadow made it vanish as a dream…
Me, in blind agony of my frustration,
In more than one occasion
Begged to live for anyone of its merits.

Did I beg for more
Than I could take hold?
I maybe hoped perfection for a tortured soul?
A soul never fed up with sorrow…never minds now.

Here, where neither a star with
Its poetical light full of mysteries,

Is the chosen way better than the life once known?
I think so but sometimes,
Sunk in the despair of my existence,
I long for the other life.
Would have been easier to live with it…
Nevertheless truth is nothing against self-deception,

Nor the sun with its warms rays of life
Caresses this dimension of existence
Here the journey towards darkness
Begins through roofs of cold stone,
Though perfidious

Walls which show death’s tumefaction
In the glowing torches………………
Now and here the only thing…………….

I remember…the last breathof my mortaldespair…


5. MORTUARY TUNE OF THE PRISIONER'S ANGUISH

Its calling’s so dear...
She leads me through fate, plunges me in eternal silence!!!

Its calling’s so precious…
The farer I went from all, the more
I suffered from isolation!!!

Its calling’s so precious…
Can the sharpest pain a person,
Could know rest on frustration?

Its calling’s so precious…
Whispering to my soul ‘take me
Far from this prison of incomprehension’

Its calling’s so precious…
Stars were shining between ripped clouds over night’s sky
Tinged with intangible evil

Its calling’s so precious…yyyygggghhhh!!!
The pale light of moon as a fading gleam beneath gray clouds…

Its calling’s so precious…
And the wind howls a mortuary tune…

A thousand tortures for the body can´t be compared (with the prisoner’s anguish)
When he hears the cracking of the whip
Imprisoned in a wrong life he never chose to live!!!
He never chose…

Is not morality as strength of will?
If so, must principles be ruled or must be felt?
NO-ONE could have them,
NO-ONE wanted to feel them
AS I felt the Horror
As I felt the Pain


6. MANIFEST OF ENDLESS SORROW IN SANITY

If sorrow can be shown by somehow in the flesh.
Then perhaps you may look at my eyes,
And saying why these are so empty

Why do they lack of all hope !!!
Why do I feel myself now thus?
If I always renounced from this!!
Thus beggar appears, causeless and friendless.!!!!
For the one who wander in the streets!!!
In the long and desolate winter night,
So,the black flame arrives to me.

Now I listen to the funeral carriage's trembling tufts!!!
Black tears spring up for my cheeks, !!
Happened for my wretched sanity.
My mind and my soul

Sink at a lay sea of misgivings!!

A valley of black souls waits for me
And Wait for you!!
When I cross the pale bed of stone.
And I would like to escape of this desolate landscape!!

Of this lake of incomprehension!!
Of this endless pain!!
Of this drawing of narrow………….. dissatisfaction!
Of this oblivion………………………. without rest.
Forever


7. OWNER OF WAILING

I am the owner of wailings Of this plane....
I am the center of the swarm of innocuous sufferings...
I am a spawn of supreme negativism through you......
I canalize your essence and turn into tiny bits!!!!!
Let you to die!!

I see in your eyes the terror of your person's non-existence
I see in your eyes the frustration of your self-deception
And anxiety of hope....
You want me to exorcise the evil harming you in this place
You want me to inhale your need to recognize you
Among the other ones..........
Sad it shalt be the day, where on the world laments,
When a discordant note of cynicism,
Break off the melody of my voice....

Now I gaze my long journey, like a quest of truth:
The truth in my heart,
In the world that surrounds me, and in my existence.
Now I know, that the truth of my path, of my purpose
Remained all the time, inside me, the key was my soul!! So...now leave me to die.....

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