Mephisto
As madmen some hung head down
From a long dead tree
To discuss all at once
For no one to hear
Variations on emptiness
Great themes on vain glory
Variations on emptiness
Great themes on vain glory
And as some go feral in strange preformances
Dressing costumes that are metaphors
Of your disease
Hungry eyes are looking for me
Mephisto
Mephisto
Mephisto
Mephisto
Laughing I feed you
With meaningless tricks and philosophies
Whose answers you will die for
In your hunger to believe
How it does amuse me
And makes me wonder for how long that it was mine
Because now it really inflames me
As if ignorance was my secret desire
Mephisto
I am an angel, that dresses in red
Riding above you, etching fire rings
I have learned to fly, dont you remember?
While you still have not, dropped down from your long dead tree
I can teach you wonders, if you give me your soul
Marvels and wild dreams, they can be yours
I can teach you how iron, iron turns to gold
And how life, can grow so old
But I am a demon that dresses in red
Mephisto
And I do not hope that you will understand
Mephisto
Cause I am a demon that dresses in red
Mephisto
And I do not hope you will understand
Mephisto
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH
Alma Mater
Mother tongue speaks to me, in the strangest ways I've ever seen
I know that she sees in me, her proudest child her purest breed
She speaks to me in colors, this I cant really understand
I only know that they are ours, and to those I'll proudly bend
For I am your only child, and you my dearest mystery
From an ancient throne I defy the world, to kneel before the power within
For I am your only child, and you my dearest mystery
World can you see it? Am I alone in my belief?
Virando costas ao Mundo
Orgulhosamente s�s
Gl�ria Antiga, volta a n�s
Alma Mater!
Breaking waves announce my bride
Is the only way the sea could sing
Legends of Lusitanian pride
He sings the words I cannot spring
At the moon mountain
Six wolves they cry
Your lost glory
We'll regain or die!
For I am her only child and she my dearest mystery
Pagan gods in conspiricy, for the sword of tyranny
Mother tongue has spoke to thee, in the strangest ways we've ever seen
World can't you see? I am not alone in my belief!
Virando costas ao Mundo
Orgulhosamente s�s
Gl�ria Antiga, volta a n�s
Alma Mater!
Mother tongue has spoke to me, in the strongest way I've ever seen
I know that she sees in me, her proudest child her purest breed
She speaks to me in colors, this I cant really understand
I only know that they are ours, and to those I'll proudly bend
For I am her only child, and she is my dearest mystery
From an ancient throne I defy the world, to kneel before the powers within
For I am her only child, and she is my dearest tragedy
World can't you see it? I am not alone in my belief!
Virando costas ao Mundo
Orgulhosamente s�s
Gl�ria Antiga, volta a n�s
Alma Mater!
Portuguese translation "turning our backs to the world, we are proudly alone! Ancient glory, return to us!" Title of song Alma=Soul, Mater=Mother
Raven Claws
I remember her, as a child
Raven, Raven, on and on with her raven claws
Craving, Craving, on and on with her raven claws
How she lusts, when she remembers, the night of her first blow
She always wanted to know, how far could she really go?
Inflamed, a dead-end room, seduce to consume
Nightsilence, vampire empire, statues with open wounds
The flavour of poison and moon, still maturing on her blood
She's not your occasional affair no, but eternal love, drop by drop
Raven, Raven, on and on with her raven claws
Carving, Carving, on and on with her raven claws
Daylight hurts, when moonlight bites, she juggles with invisible knives
A black bird senses danger and flies, gives peace to a tall figure in the dark
Little silhoutte snakes, find a warm nest behind the door
And whip-tongues and skins, of sisters now gone
Bodyprints cover the velvet floor, which grows red and red
They know she will hunt and hurt tonight, and they crowned her, the queen of the dead!
Raven, Raven, on and on with her raven claws
Raping, Raping, on and on with her raven claws
Will she, weep for them? Or whip them once again?
Will she, weep for them? Or whip them once again
Opium
Opium, desire or will?
Inspiration bound, from an elegant seed
Subversion, through smoke I forsee
Erotic motions of lesser, gods in exctasy
Opium, bring me forth another dream
Spawn worlds of flesh and wrath
Little jewels of atrocity
Opium, I sleep in debauchary, and burn in you, when you burn in me
Opium, we fantasize, as we fuse with your root
You are, a strange flower
We are, your strangest fruit
Opium, it burns in me and you
Opium, it burns for me and for you
(forgive my horrible spelling here, I will try to correct it soon)
P�r iso ao tomo, opio um remedio. So um convescelent du momemto. M�r nor res du shou du pessemento. Ivar passair a vid� faz me tedio.
(In english now? hehe. This is from a famous portuguese philospher, I will try to get his name when I correct the spelling.)
Therefore I take opium, it is a medicine. I am convescelnt of the moment. I live on the groundfloor of thought. Watching life go by grows me tedious.
