[Lyrics by Galder] Trapped in a fire that burns in my soul Like parasites infesting my skin Screaming for vengeance, and vengeance is mine With my faith
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Curdled milk in wine The lingering taste of yesterday My color has grown pale Your face I see no more A pointed finger accuses me So dead, so numb, so
I will wander I will gather my flowers Withered and how soon forgotten Sing with passion Sing with vehemence A grief too sad for song I pick the gravel
Dies illa, dies irae Dies illa, dies irae The hour is at... Loss and grief in chorus chime forth their canticles Loss and grief Dies illa, dies irae The
cradled child you hold me (With hysterical affection, to console this loss) Beloved Their semblance of love curses your beauty In the blindness of my distress In your dense black
Anthem You shared flesh with me Danced with me in the ancient circle Of birth life and death But You live again While autumn leaves fall In the summer
Mother Of Cripples A restless shadow Of a fiddler's elbow Plays a tune to Staggering feet The burden of his songs The looking glass scorns At this disfigured
I shivered in the warmth of their god Yet this mansion is haunted by romance His servants heal my scars Anointing me with oil I am naked and silk on this
withered To a face careworn Why have I forsaken you? The dove so long imprisoned Sour remembrance Of a day never born My retreating steps Are clothed in shadows Laden in black
Wearing robes of solemnity My senses stand erect This moment I am solitary As you watch me, eyeless Observe a brutal face I need silence, I need to be
[in a different language]
Silence, my child And bear your gifts of love Feed me, feed me Your drops of angel's blood When will my body live? When will my body begin to live? "It
We fell in love, with dust in our lids And the pain of a severed soul We lowered our heads and lifted our face Placed our bodies in celebration On the
And I looked to the air But the breeze was not cold I sought for your hand To hold unto me I lay awakened The dew on my brow Come take my life God, I'
Breathe A faceless one roams for my soul The air is dense behind me It follows, brooding, a presence that clamours for And strikes at my soul Shadows
A thousand tears, a thousand eyes My friends and I, we cry Religion has raped us Forever we rehearse the song That strips our throats to blood We bare
Shei masa fum de ma Walk without limbs Shei masa fum de ma Walk through my soul
