Sopor Aeternus And The Ensemble Of Shadows : Ich Töte Mich Jedesmal Aufs Neue, Doch Ich Bin Unsterblich, Und Ich Erstehe Wieder Auf... In Einer V

Dark Ambient / Germany
(1994 - Apocalyptic Vision)
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1. TRAVEL ON BREATH (THE BREATH OF THE WORLD)

(Instrumental)


2. FALLING INTO DIFFERENT FLESH

(Instrumental)


3. BIRTH-FIENDISH FIGURATION

Exposed with hands as empty as the opposite space,
crawlingly we move to where the final station lies.
To whom is the debt that we are forced to pray,
real faces dare to appear only when we turn away.

Truth reveals itself ...- reveal yourself.

A face ordained ...-
two hypocrites; we know the masks,
the artificial smiles.
"black eyes should break the lies."

Distorted pictures are all transparent to us;
phantasmagoria ...- such a useful weapon
Ineffectual against us:
enemies with the knowledge of truth;
truth makes me sick, what a wretched play.
Paralysed by flesh and bones.
Condemned to vegetate, condemned to stay alone.
Helplessly we are escaping, we're clinging to...
Stranded at the shores of the infamed side.
Our distress in perfection, trials and tribulations.
Preferring our pain we stay and die ...
Do you know my name ?


4. TANZ DER GRAUSAMKEIT

Tongue of Silence, lick my lips,
steal my thoughts and steal my pride.
My soul lies offered as I am waiting,
intoxicate me when you step inside.

Hold my hands, my hands are trembling,
your charming beauty takes my breath.
Fragrant perfumes veil my senses
Holds my hands sweet tormentress.

Out of darkness we all came from,
flights from darkness is in vain.
I am the banquet, I am deficious,
into darkness we'll fall back again ...

Meister des Mordes, nimm meine Augen,
an diesen Ort kann ich nicht sein,
strecke mich nieder, zerschlage mein Haupt.
Meister des Mordes, schenke mir den Tod.

Meiste des Mordes, erhöre mein flehen,
beende die Leiden, nimm den Schmerz von mir.
Öffne die Tore, es ist für mich Zeit,
Meister des Mordes dieser Tanz ist Grausamkeit.

Meister des Mordes, nimm meine Augen,
gefangen in Fleisch, erbärmlich und alt.
Führe mich fort in die Dunkelheit,
Vater meiner Seele, diese Tanz ist Grausamkeit.

Vater meiner Seele, reiß' mich in den Tod... es tut mir Leid


5. IM GARTEN DES NICHTS

Wage nicht, mich zu berühren!
Dies ist der Garten des Nichts.
Hier kannst Du niemanden täuschen,
niemand belügen, dein Herz ist aus Glas im Garten des Nichts.
Hier bist "Du" wertlos, nichts als Fleisch.
Fleisch für die Bestie(n) im Garten des Nichts...

Deine Schreie verhallen hier ungehört,
und Deine Hoffnungen... von eigener Hand, zerstört.
Im Garten des Nichts...
"Ein geheimes Licht schläft in der Finsternis,
öffne Deine Augen erkenne wer Du bist!
Brenne und werde zu Licht!"

I close my eyes and breath the light within myself...
it has been there all the time.
How blind I had been, I couldn't see.
I have searched the outside for the answer...
it was me, to be free.

"Ein geheimes Licht schläft in der Finsternis,
öffne Deine Augen, erkenne wer Du bist.
Brenne und werde zu Licht.

Steig' hinab in die Hölle,
damit Du erkennst, woher Du kommst,
damit Du erkennst, wohin Du gehörst.
Fühle den Schmerz, fühle den Haß, fühle die Qual, die Einsamkeit.
"Erhebe Dein böses Auge!
"Du bist Dein böses Auge, und wohin du auch schaust,
stets erblickst Du Dich selbst.

Öffne Deine Augen!!! Nicht Fleisch bist Du,
steige hinab in das Fleisch, doch nicht Fleisch bist Du!!!
Nicht Dunkelheit bist Du, darum falle, falle hinab in die Dunkelheit ...
und träume! Aber hüte Dich vor dem Schlaf"!"

"Ein geheimes Licht schläft in der Finsternis,
öffne Deine Augen, erkenne wer Du bist.
Brenne und werde zu Licht Reich' mir die Hand!,
denn wir sind das Band.
Die Brücke, der Bogen zwischen Unten und Oben.
Brenne und werde zu Licht!"


6. TIME STANDS STILL (BUT STOPS FOR NO-ONE)

That little mountain rises while other dissolve into a plain,
time redefines itself and falls in sadness grain by grain ...
"Time heals all the wounds", the two - tongued echoes seem to say,
but nothing, nothing changes, still pain remains, won't pass away ...

I went weak as I grew old, and time itself has made me slow,
and as I close my eyes in sadness a thousand seasons come and go ...
Mighty enough to cover all and also cruel enough to reveal,
but the wounds and scars I carry neither force nor kiss can heal ...

No, time heals nothing, nothing, nothing,
spitefully turns away and laughs,
leaves you half-broken and in defiance is only added another scar ...
Call it "blind" how I am writhing, counting hours, centuries.

The pain it glows and grows in tides,
unable to vanish, unwilling to cease ...
No time heals nothing, nothing, nothing,
pushes 'till we're diving into different flesh.
Time heals nothing, nothing, nothing
in the coldness of the inner flames...

time's fingers claw, I am losing hold,
there is no hope for me on earth.
Time either still or maybe rushing,
in any case it will turn out worse ...
Time is fleeting, time stands still,
it stops for no-one and we're trapped withing.
Though I may dream of the light,
I am falling back to the left-hand side ...

"How I wish that I was dead and rest in final peace,
but even the luxury of death can't cure the wounds time cannot heal..."


7. DO YOU KNOW MY NAME?

I shattered all the mirrors
fearfully hoping that they won't be able to remember my face.
Darkest of all light, most greedy to embrace,
surrounded by demons and breathing in life.
"I don't want to be a perverted temple of my Lord...
though his hands I am,
I have forgotten how to hear or understand his words...
"Between tides the time seems endlessly, the force of habit
or whatever pulled me back into a well-known pain.
What uses the knowledge of my progressions
when the old world is gone?
Without a new "inside",
with my new-found life,
I am homeless again...
"I don't want to be a perverted temple of my Lord.
Through his flesh I am,
I have forgotten how to hear or understand his words..."
I am falling down, back to the lowest spheres ...
Do you know my name?
Did you answer?
I just cannot hear...


8. PENANCE AND PAIN

"Living ...- have a look at the living!
Dancing blindly, losing balance ...
- will you choose pain or will you prefer "the penance"?

"Living ...- have a look at the living!
Dancing blindly, losing balance ...
- will you choose pain or will you prefer "the penance"?

The living and the undead ... - penance and pain.
"Living ...- have a look at the living!
Dancing blindly, losing balance ...
- will you choose pain or will you prefer "the penance"?

Light and dark, into paths ahead:
Death to Rebirth or "life undead".
One for the living, One for the undead… the undead

"Living ...- have a look at the living!
Dancing blindly, losing balance ...
- will you choose pain or will you prefer "the penance"?

Life on one side, the Undead on the other side...
the darkest side.

I don't belong to "your" side anymore,
I am one of the Undead ...- damned and forgotten.


9. HOLY WATER MOONLIGHT

Undead and still suffering, always suffering...
Wooden stake impales my heart,
driving through this ancient heart ...
Holy water heal my wounds!

Everyt hing has changed its side ...
The tear of the Devil shed a light upon heart,
but unfaithful sneaking eyes betrayed my soul,
befouled the dark ...

The night is sweet, never deceptive or of treachery.
The cruel lights in the wake
of the dawn is my true enemy ...
I have seen my fall ...- end of it all.

Holy water, shed a light upon my life!
Holy water, everything has changed its side ...
Your silver rays brought me back to life,
gifted me, gave me new sights. Holy moonlight...


10. BEAUTIFUL THORN

Ivy kissed the shadows,
as morning lusts for dew,
(s)he, with lips of sweetest pain,
lies in wait for you.
With the dawn (s)he went away,
before mist veiled the earth.
Hosting remained,
except the wounds the only gifts of her...

"For themselves they should despair,
when our graves lie in silence but we're not there;
when there are voices close to your ear,
but no reflection" haunts the mirror”...
"With the dawn me went away
before mist veiled the earth,
nothing remains except for the wounds;
the only gifts of me and her...


11. THE FEAST OF BLOOD

Today the y've found another one,
lifeless an the old subway floor.
His face was turned to his back ...
the way the others died before.
"Drain the mortals to their last convulsion
and veil the ancient cause.
Let off of them and see then tumble,
let off and en joy their fall!
"The feast of blood... "
This mortal nectar that warms from the inside,
this very special sort of mine.
So delicious ...- let it flow, devour!
Oh, so divine! ...
and the feast shall never end,
until we all descend ...- in hell.


12. DARK DELIGHT(S)

Hands folded in a prayer,
a rosary embedded in-between
tonight I'll join you in your sleep...

I'll bring you back to life this night,
it's wont for the flesh at least.
I will join you in your sleep.

Come up, I hear your voice, this is not me.
I'm not aware of what I am doing!
I'll shiver at the recollection
when I'll awake with the soil on my hands ...

I know, they will find you ...-
fallen to sleep again between the mounts and crosses.
Tomorrow night is will be just the same,
it will be just the same ...


13. BAPTISMA

Shivering with awe and daylight,
"here is my throat", I said, as I bowed my head in silence to him.
Behold my white flesh shining in the velvet darkness.
Take me now and I will be, yes I will be, yours forever
Take me now and I will be, yes I will be, yours forever...

there I stood bare and willing;
as the blood -my blood-
was streaming down this naked body,
my naked body.

Gushing out of the wounds,
enfeebled I was sinking to the floor
Gushing out of the wounds,
enfeebled I was sinking to the floor

"cold", I thought, "so cold the stones,
but colder I'll be soon…
"cold", I thought, "so cold the stones,
but colder I'll be soon...
-still not enough ...

"this is the moment, my beautiful beloved one,
the time has come, to send a farewell to the sin,
to cross the threshold and leave all those mortal dregs behind.
You shall be flesh of my blood ...

Let me take what you have to give
let me take, and you shall receive.
Let me take what you have to give
let me take, and you shall receive.

Feel the beat of my dead heart,
Feel the beat of my heart…
and drink, as I have done,
drink, my beautiful beloved one!

"A new, flower in the ancient bouquet.
Another rose in the garden of darkness
that will never see the day,
that will never see the day...


14. BIRTH-FIENDISH FIGURATION (DEMO VERSION)

Exposed with hands as empty as the opposite space,
crawlingly we move to where the final station lies.
To whom is the debt that we are forced to pray,
real faces dare to appear only when we turn away.

Truth reveals itself ...- reveal yourself.

A face ordained ...-
two hypocrites; we know the masks,
the artificial smiles.
"black eyes should break the lies."

Distorted pictures are all transparent to us;
phantasmagoria ...- such a useful weapon
Ineffectual against us:
enemies with the knowledge of truth;
truth makes me sick, what a wretched play.
Paralysed by flesh and bones.
Condemned to vegetate, condemned to stay alone.
Helplessly we are escaping, we're clinging to ...
Stranded at the shores of the infamed side.
Our distress in perfection, trials and tribulations.
Preferring our pain we stay and die ...

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