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...Tragedia Dekadencia...
03/11/2005 19:09
Je suis celui que tu écoutais dans l'ombre de Minuit,
Lui dont la pensée chuchotait a ton âme,
Lui dont tu devinais vaguement la tristesse,
Lui dont tu voyais l'image en songe...
Celui dont le regard tue l'Espoir,
Celui que personne n'aime,
Le fléau des mes esclaves terrestres,
Le Roy de la conaissance et de la Liberté,
L'ennemi des Cieux....
Le Mal de la Nature
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Seul
02/11/2005 21:33
Froideur de la nuit...
Seul dans ce bois
Avec pour seul ami,
Le reflet des étoiles
Sur ce lac putride,
Miroir de ma vie...
Etendue d'eau sans ride,
Tel une immense flaque de ce Sang,
Sorti tout droit des plaies béantes de mon Coeur...
La vie n'est plus rien,
Allons visiter les arcanes de l'après....
Adieu, pauvre plèbe, Ridicule humanité...
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When the Evil killed the World
02/11/2005 20:51
Why is the heart of the world covered with burns ?
The Demon's black arrow has pierced me .
Where is the Messiah awaited by all these naïve people ?
The Lives Eater arrived before him !
The doors of his realm are opened, Father, help me !
The fallen angel fell long ago,
For the biggest misfortune of his creator.
The Carpenter's tools are no more on the tomb of mankind,
The Evil stole them !
Its fall caused the loss of this world.
The end is close...
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Forever Died Love
02/11/2005 20:48
Another life to make this dream. This dream of an innocent love, a not corrupt one. Try to find the emotion lost in this ocean of hatred. The puppy love of the world, that of the sea and the sky, the first one in a world invaded by the night shadows.
Illusions of the moon, burns of the sun, nothing would have been able to suffocate our love. The boat of my nightmares is now far from your heart henceforth of ice. I remain here, such the gravestone of the world, to wait what ever will not return, a memory of our love in an abyss of death.
The ghost of your image haunts for ever my spirit, and my heart is imbued with the smell of your formerly close soul far from me.
My tears cannot be any more dried.
All my songs and all my prayers are for you, my only one wishes is that of your impossible return.
Goodbye, my Heaven queen...
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The Crow
02/11/2005 20:42
The Crow
The Dark Pilgrim,
The receiver of lost souls,
You who fly over the deep oceans,
The wounds of your destiny
Are not visible for our eyes.
Creature living beyond
The borders of forgetting
Crow,
You reign on your heavenly domain
Like a King over his realm.
Who are you ?
Can't you tell it to me ?
Over the Dark Plains,
Or far on the West,
In the Immortal Lands ?
(refrain)
Living spirit of Fëanor,
Creator of the Silmarils,
You command your powerful Eldars
And listen attentively
Their so perfect music.
Crow,
You reign on your heavenly domain
Like a King over his realm.
Crow,
Your fall is just an illusion....
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