Ethelyn : Devilicious

Death Black / Poland
(2010 - Wydawnictwo Muzyczne Psycho)
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Letras

1. NEW AEON UTOPIA

I dream, and just of my own dreams i'm afraid
Marked by a curse
I stand up in front of myself naked,
I was to myself a liar,
But not helpless

And i am full of fear, and in hope incorrect
My life marked by a thought,
Which alone to seize i fear,
Which alone to dream i feared,
But not helpless

I dream, i marked my day with new eon
There in its space i penetrate inside
Then i uncover myself a new in my own creation

I did not comprehend myself more deeply
Than in new eon running away
In order to get toknow my own imagination,
I am for myself helpless

I answer for my new life with new eon
In my own creation

Here i'm dreaming my dream
Only one dream which i 'm afraid of most


2. SELF-MADE LIBERATION

My tears run down with yours
Wounds flow down with blood
My mouth is your scream
Alternate tainted day

So familiar is your touch
Let it wound me more passionately
I am at your feet
Not ready i am any more

I follow your taste
Simply in my trust
I wound wour lips
Let me last in loathsomeness

This only thought i follow
This unblemished on
My own libetarion
That capture me

This only thought i follow
This unblemished on
Of it i'll make liberation
That capture me

I am at your feet
I am not ready any more

My tears run down with yours
Wounds flow down with blood
My mouth is your scream
Alternate tainted day


3. THUNDER STRIKED TWICE

I woke up dead today
More than ever before
Devoid of dreams, emotions
I saw myself on rubble of life

Black was always my color
Palette of days its shades
Landscape of thoughts decorated by dusk
I drew in stillness on the easel of pain

Thunder striked twice

There was no rain washing the wounds
Nor wind drying the tears
The ash was slowly covering my body
Curled up in pain on ruins of moments

And i shivered lying, choking by fear
Digging in my claws in powerless anger
So hard till i bled, noiselessly sobbing
Quietly than whisper of stones

I've seen myself standing on the wilds
I - the old tree hunched by time
Spreading out the arms to the sky
By woody gaze
I begged for death

Thunder striked twice


4. DESPIRITUALIZED

And who i was
I shall be no longer

I, torn by a hard word
On the verge of insanity
Still i try to touch the truth
I give myself away
Trained in forgiveness
I'm close to ridiculousness
How miserable is to take a route
That's been judged

My existence denies the art

Thus symbol comes the word.
Fades easily
Wastes easily
Dies easily
Unnerves unbelief

Have i ever strode alone?
I've seen emptiness in eyes of those,
Who have tried to find
But themselves in adoration only
The hope is not
Where the despair holds over

I won't have the honour denying myself
But becoming the word i reject its worth

My existence denies the art

Not on the right i seek for my relief
In my contempt i breathe deeply
I have lost myself, i'm falling down
I have lost my hope, faith within that burns

Have i ever strode alone.?
I've seen emptiness in my own eyes
That have tried to find me
But i got adoration in myself only
With my existance i deny the art
I despiritualized


5. TIMETIS

(instrumental)


6. COLD HEAVEN

I am ready to cross the gates of cold heaven

Despair is abandonment of hope
Is a color of memories
I shall open my eyes no more
Dread to see endless emptiness
I shut them tightly till pain
Let the world vanish like it never was

Despair is abandonment of hope
Apart from which i've got nothing
In my cold heaven

I shall soar up lightly
Inert and dead
Without sense of touch, taste and smell
Dumb and blind but delicate
Like an ash on the wind
Gust to nowhere

Unable to touch my body anymore
To feel heartbeats rustle of breath

But i won't stop thinking
So intensely and desperately
What i ain't got-what i want
From what i want to escape

I am no one to everyone
And they mean nothing to me
I never was

Yet, so many memories
So oppressive, intrusive
Hateful scars
Burn with spry fire

I scream noiselessely
In the arms of suffering
Nearby the gates of my
Cold heaven

My heaven is cold

7. NECROTIC

Than the rain - purer
Than the time - older
Than the night - prettier
I, the primary pain

Necrotic

It`s hardest to awake
Crawl out from the tight den
Shovel the darkness from eyelids` cover
And to see the light

The thoughts of mine like whirls in the abyss
Bounce in the torpid dance

Necrotic

I desire more, i desire stronger
Like a madman in the blissful slaughter
There is no love without murder
To love you shall kill

And when i stand on the carpet of dreams
I`m looking forward and my eyes are bleeding
Tears don`t cool their fever anymore
And i nestle my face into blooded hands

It`s hardest to awake
When the dreams ablaze in red
When the scent of death is sweeter than flowers
When i perish


8. ABYSSUM ABYSSUS INVOCAT

(instrumental)


9. DEVILICIOUS

Feed me with death
Suicidal demented dance
With an orgy of bodies in ignoble
Deconstruction of life

It`s so devilicious

Let me draw out of the goblet of the scorned
To be an observer
Truth or lie
Dusk and dawn, pain and pleasure
Insatiable dumb witness for the agony

Abyssus abyssum invocat
Hell calls hell, beast calls beast
All days are named and numbered
Only night is nameless
Like human screams in fire

Rope instead of beads
Razors instead of feathers
Of broken angel wings
Thorns entwined in bloody hair
Burning opened wounds
Like the glitter of the stars
Lament wrapped in a hungry silence
And tears, so many of them

It`s so devilicious

Feed me with death
Ask me to the last dance
I'll be your stifled breath
Last word in the poem
Written in ink of days


10. SINVASION

I am salvation for those who found and know
I am destruction for those who fear me

Serve!

Don't take me to the paradise that burns
Don't stick broken, dirty wings

Scorn and sarcasm are one
Of many things which i can offer you
Everything great is built on sorrow

One word, one thought, one sign - sinvasion
Downfall of man? I spit in the face of humanity!

Don't whisper hurricane to soothe
Even death is victory
If everything you want is to be dead

Serve!

Don't feed me with love that destroys
Don't water me with dreams
Which i will be never dreaming of

Everything great is built on sorrow
Everything great is built on sin

I stand on the other side of murky water
This is the border which you shall never cross


11. DEATH-SHAPED ART

You tread, as if you confidently march with life
You made a painting of yourself
Of despair, of sadness, of suffering
Brass statue, the art

You become intoxicated by your own existence every night
You complain on you fate plaintively
You don't have it easy to be rejected
But you see the hope and you have desire
You know

You trusted there's something in this life
Something, that permits you to have desire
Desire of devotion yourself completely
And you know he'll accept you
He'll cool your temple

You await to nestle in the art with death
And it will lead you along your dreams
You want to finish so impatiently
To be with it as one and everything

And the world salutes with torment
Bending over you with day it flogs you

You've turned your life to battle
And death-shaped art you named


12. THE CONFESSOR

Blind, fool - these are my faces

I never knew how to be a man
I only accepted the masks of mankind

Breathless i'm dying out in scorn over me
I am in disfavour, i last in disfavour for life

Blind, fool - these are my faces

I shine before me. With self-hatred

My vacant eyes are blind
My empty words ane the only living remembrance
My modest pride carelessly wove
It never gave me a reason to lost faith in

I never knew how to be a man
I only accepted the masks of mankind

Stained wit life
With hatefull gift
I did not taste
I will not taste
His miracle
His love


13. FARKASEMBER

(instrumental)


14. POCKET FULL OF SATAN

I`m not affraid
To hold the hand of satan
Pocket full of satan
They call me mad
But i know i`m the best man
Pocket full of satan
I wear black jeans
And big silver penta
Pocket full of satan
So better run
Before i smell you`re santa!
Pocket full of satan

Now i`m evil
Beware of my wrath
I feel the strenght
I`m the devil`s bomb!

I`m singin` this song
But i`m little late now
Pocket full of satan
For burning the church
Like my birthday candles
Pocket full of satan
Ravens, wolves
Are walking by my side
Mercy, pity
I left one day behind
Now i`m evil
Beware of my wrath
I feel the strenght
I`m the devil`s bomb!

Pocket full of satan
Pocket full of satan
Pocket full of satan

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