1. ERYNIES

I pass beyond Time and Life on measureless wings
Yet still am one with born and unborn things
I have wrapped the wide world in my wider self

I am the god and demon, ghost and elf,
I am the wind’s speech and the blazing star.

Infernal goddess – Alecto... !
Unnameable – Alecto... !

The world’s joy thrilling runs through me, I bear
The sorrow of millions in my lonely breast
Yet am by nothing bound that I become

I am the god and demon, ghost and elf,
I am the wind’s speed and the blazing star.

Infernal goddess – Alecto... !
Unnameable – Alecto... !


2. ANGEL OF NIGHT

I’m just walking in this road
On the dark city and I feel cold It’s a freezing night
Which penetrates into my heart
I stop there and drink another whisky
So I’d not feel cold
So I’d not think of you
To let the thoughts sweep away

Angel of night, come and take my dreams
Angel of night, come on, take me and lead me so far
Angel of night, come and take my soul
Angel of night, come on, take me and lead me so far

I’m alone in the dark-glowin’ city
I fight against my thoughts and wills
And I try to carry on
But – dude, I’m so mad I still don’t know what it is
The right line, the right way
I do not need any helping hand
Leave me alone

Angel of night, come and take my fears
Angel of night, come on, take me and lead me so far
Angel of night, come and take my soul
Angel of night, come on, take me and lead me so far

Angel of night, come and take my fears
Angel of night, come on, take me and lead me so far
Angel of night, come and take my soul
Angel of night, come on, take me and lead me so far


3. LAMIA

Cruel and deaf, Come to my heart again –
O indolent grey sphinx,
Tigress that I adore.

Long my trembling fingers would explore
The dense and heavy darkness of thy mane;
The musty sweetness of my passion dead
Like faded flowers breathed amid the fall.

Lamia – begone, foul dream! Blest temptress, behest me;
Thine voice is O so sweet...

Vaunt! I must obey...

Lest to a Devil thou wilt translate, Lamia most adored. The docile, destined martyr of desire – I yield, and all my ardor fans the fire.

Lamia – begone, foul dream! Blest temptress, behest me; Thine voice is O so sweet...
Vaunt! I must obey...

Lamia – begone, foul dream! Blest temptress, behest me; Thine voice is O so sweet...


4. PARADISE LOST

As far as angels’ ken A great furnace flamed Yet from those flames No light but rather darkness

Regions of sorrow Doleful shades A fiery deluge fed with Ever-burning sulphur

Farewell, happy fields Where joy forever dwells! Hail, horrors – hail! And thou profoundest Hell...

Receive thy new possessor A mind not to be changed by place or time The mind is its own place And in itself can make A Heaven of Hell A Hell of Heaven...

Farewell, happy fields Where joy forever dwells! Hail, horrors – hail!And thou profoundest Hell...


5. LADY OF SHALOT

White-rose perfume go
With thee on thy way – away...
Lightly as autumn leaves About thy solemn pall – away...

Naught is more sweet Than gently to let dream The pallid flower of life...

"I am half-sick of shadows"
Said the Lady of Shalott
Said the Lady of Shalott...

Odour of musk and roses Make sweet thy crimson lips – again...Whereon my soul hath gone To deep eclipse – again...

Naught is more sweet Than gently to let dream The pallid flower of life...

"I am half-sick of shadows"
Said the Lady of Shalott
Said the Lady of Shalott...


6. ORPHEUS

We reden often and find ywrite, as clerkes don us to wite,
The lays that ben of harping ben yfounde of ferly thing.
She was in virginity and untouchable:
A fruit with sweetness and darkness.

Headlong flaming, throught the twilight I fall,
Being no one's sleep under so many eyelids.
"A sudden mad desire surprised and sized -
Fault to be forgiven, might Hell forgive!"

Suddenly the god stopped her, with anguish in his cry,
Uttered the words: "He has turned 'round"

But far off, darkly before the bright;
"What ruin hath thy passion wrought!
The unpitying fates are recalling me,
Dark sleep closes my swimming eyes"

But far off, darkly before the bright;
"What ruin hath thy passion wrought!
The unpitying fates recall me,
Dark sleep closes my swimming eyes"

But far off, darkly before the bright; "
What ruin hath thy passion wrought!
The unpitying fates are recalling me,
Dark sleep closes my swimming eyes.
And now, farewell:
Girt with enormous night, I am borne away!
Outstretching towards thee - O thine no more,
This helpless hands"


7. MYRRAH

White lilies Frail and cold by the morning light
Why do I
Dwell on forbidden hopes?
Let me forget to think of lawless flame...

Myrrah...
what more could be asked for?
Will you not dread
The sisters with black snakes for hair?

The rival of Your mother, will you be
The mistress of your father?
Be named the sister of your son
Make yourself the mother of your brother?

Myrrah...
What more could be asked for?
Will you not dread
The sisters with black snakes for hair?