| THY HURTING HEAVEN FIRST HYMN, STROPHE X (I. Ducasse) BAPTISM (�UNTIL THE ANGEL�) Into a dream of distorted perspectives �welcome into the flashing hell Where�Children are demons Sleping in bloody games Dreams are dreams And still on your corpse Leave the signs of the razor� In the lines of the hands Doesn�t appear the lost image of the end �cause on the sacrificial wall Change the skin On the sacrificial wall Cutting the throat of my keeper Cutting the throat of my keeper�. I�ve seen the Lucifer-Christ! (we��ll go on to pray�) I�ve seen the silent death eyes! (�until the angel�) I�ve seen the Lucifer-Christ! (will be crucified!�) I�ve seen the silent death eyes! (will be crucified!�) I�ve seen the Lucifer! Lucifer! Lucifer! Lucifer! Lucifer! Lucifer! Lucifer! Lucifer-Christ! A dark Jesus we�ve made: His face is the same of the Beast He wants to rip my brain In the night where I can sleep� Where I can sleep among� Among cadavers of children!� Cutting the throat of my keeper� I�ve seen the Lucifer-Christ! (we��ll go on to pray�) I�ve seen the silent death eyes! (�until the angel�) I�ve seen the Lucifer-Christ! (will be crucified!�) I�ve seen the silent death eyes! (will be crucified!�) I�ve seen the Lucifer! Lucifer! Lucifer! Lucifer! Lucifer! Lucifer! Lucifer! Lucifer-Christ! Chains of thorns stop your arms And a blood rain fills my throat� Chains of thorns stop your arms And a blood rain fills my throat� I�ve seen the Lucifer-Christ! (we��ll go on to pray�) I�ve seen the silent death eyes! (�until the angel�) I�ve seen the Lucifer-Christ! (will be crucified!�) I�ve seen the silent death eyes! (will be crucified!�) I�ve seen the Lucifer! Lucifer! Lucifer! Lucifer! Lucifer! Lucifer! Lucifer! Lucifer-Christ! We�ll go on to pray Until the Angel Will be crucified� THE INNOCENTS Bless other killings, love your butcher And crawl into the grave! �One by One, One by One we�ll falling into the blame! Look in this perfect grace the fall Of these burning skies: you�ll never see anything you�ll never see anything as �when We are Innocents! �when We are Innocents! Rose-Garden in flames: another dream of glory dead? Let the children learn the evil, condemn them, so, for this� �One by One, One by One they fall into the blame! Look in this perfect grace the fall Of these burning skies: you�ll never see anything you�ll never see anything as �when We are Innocents! �when We are Innocents! You starving child Take off your eyes On our altar of the Faith! You smiling child Take off your eyes �cause in esence� We are innocence! We are innocence! Holiness keepers grease steel arms Foretasting heavenly gifts� Once more pain Once more shame: Celebrations of your Defeat! Look in this perfect grace the fall Of there darkened skies And, so, put out your innocence� Oh, We are Innocents! Oh, We are Innocents! You, starving child Take off your eyes On our altar of the Faith! You smiling child Take off your eyes �cause in esence� We are innocence! We are innocence! 7th VEIL Corroding sins on Satan�s throne The razor blade cuts soft lines on the throat �and I�ve just kissed the boy on trembling lips�a frozen kiss: my fall across the hell! My fall across the hell! �this flesh shows bleeding treasures wounds are bloomed above my hands� I�ve kissed you or I�ve killed you? I�ve kissed you or I�ve killed you? Standing still at Sodom�s gates Princess, slaves, whores Wait for the fall of the blade Oh father!All I want is just his head! Sterile thrills on Serpents scales� Eating this hate and teaching you the disgrace� Oh father!All I want is just his head! Blessed by the lily this rose soon will die: the sound of the ruby needs fire and blood! Corrupted by desire: is this beatitude, the virginal horror that makes us blamed? Bridal burial deep-set In a bed of dead jasmins. Change of scene: lewdness crusted with gems, silver throabs� this flesh�Now, this flesh shows bleeding treasures! Glorious flight of the schyte! Sublime slash! Give me back my bridegroom! Oh, joyus grave of my fame�soon I�ll reach you: kissed by laudanum I�ve found my key! �between two death this is place of no pain! So lavish your promise�I can�t refuse� Heaven is coming�my lock was been picked, cracked by the will that we�ll never kill. SELBSTHER That thin pleasure line Spreads in a starving sore� �Introduce, so, the deadly guest Introduce, so, the deadly guest� I�ll creep forever behind your mask of Man I�ll creep forever behind your mask of Man Let suppose that you kill the flesh I�ll be always, however here �Gentle poison and gentlest pest �Gentle poison and gentlest pest I�ll creep forever behind your mask of Man I�ll creep forever behind your mask of Man Al rapt ur ich granm! �and always I�ll spy your crime� Al rapt ur ich granm! THE HANGMAN�S AXIOM Rectify sentence of a death too young A fixed place in Hell?Keeps these scars in your arms And welcome the temptation of another Christ �this death across my mirror�s edge cannot shine� I dress my hero�s costumes And look still to the crowd Feeling for a day to be loved by stones The hand of God caress me When I�m saying �the end� You speak (me?) about devotion The interlocutor didn�t answers We�re asking for love From our slaughters, brothers and sons But I�m not so scared To no ask for more blood Drowning this poisonus passion! �Between two death: this is place of no pain� wait for a victim set flowers and crowns children are restless: day-dose incomplete fighting this hunger with bland surrogates �Mother!Oh, mother! My eyes are blind � he said, feeling the same bloodily settled in the nape � so wash this blamish with stigmata�s blood! Mother and father In a couch of pain� (hangman�s Axiom) HAMLET(Act III, Sc.IV) Words slide so slowly Lest the secret of your soul Will be revealed� But every little lie shall suffocate me! Is maybe in our essence That hate devoures ourselves And what I�m asking for is �instead your heart! Sky locks their gates And we stay where Temptations hurt Defenceless will� Words slide so slowly Lest the secret of your soul Will be revealed� But every little lie shall suffocate me! We yearn for the Absence And a far-off Paradise �our furtive loves disclosed by a glance of guilt! Sky locks their gates And we stay where Temptations hurt Defenceless will� Sky locks their gates And we stay where Temptations are� RED COMMUNION (VERSION) Across the crosses of a mystical forest A God the Father in Black Prepare Heucarist With dripping blood From the uncrosses trees� �on the calix weights the Ultimate Perfection� A Red Communion! A Red Communion! A Red Communion is consumed! On the breast of sleeping men� On the breast of sleeping men� A Red Communion! A Red Communion! A Red Communion For inversion of the roles Host and blood! Host and blood! Host and blood or Sacrifice in Murder! And I see a Black Bethlem With angels crucified on red roses in bloom With angels crucified on red roses in bloom� REUNION & DEATH The 3rd long act comes to the end Mothers are crying in my closed eyes Vibrate the ropes of soul Covered in funeral pool� The curtain stained with blood Drops on our graves�. Mothers are crying! Mothers are crying! Mothers are crying in my closed eyes Mothers are dying! Mothers are dying! Mothers are dying in my closed eyes� A thriump of roses on the velvet lines The white form, so inert, Buried under deads� I sink th knife in the mother�s heart And the capes grow scarlet from violet� Usher invites us to take a place: Starts�representation Of collective death� After the murder The heads are rolling down On soft pillows Slacked with blood� Petals of mother stand uncovered �the hall is now so cold�. �the hall is now so cold�. �the hall is now so cold�. OF THE LOST GRACE (1ST APRIL 1998) My tears are broken The last thought falls Among crimson trails Of separation� Four angels vanish A little beyond the border line (�I wanna die�) vestiges of sad feat (Glory of the Defeated) deciphered in the blind Faith �in the blind Faith! I�ve seen incarnations to withdraw Along the desolate heat (and I�ve never hated so much the death) the vault of heaven�broken the dream�lost there are no more� the dream�lost there are no more� Terms of defeat for my Lord! Terms of defeat for my Lord! Terms of defeat for my Lord! Terms of defeat for my Lord! One tragic recognition In the mirror shadow One � kneeling, defeated Glory and Perfection I ast days of a world That I cry out for Be silent, please Hold back the tears� So stay like that.. Dressed in an endless mourning Without words (and death in the heart) in the last farewell� � and all the day that God will send my throughts will try to reach you crowned by love, fondled by peace� Your memory in the love safety crowned by love, fondled by peace� Your memory in the love safety Last day of a world |