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Cadaveria
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Current | |
Marçelo Santos | Drums (2001-present) |
Member(bands): Necrodeath, Opera IX | |
Cadaveria | Vocals (2001-present) |
Member(bands): Dynabyte, Opera IX | |
Peter Dayton | Bass (2015-present) |
Member(bands): Necrodeath, Ghostrider, The K, Enough to Kill, Legion | |
Past | |
Killer Bob | Bass (2001-2015) |
Member(bands): Dynabyte, Killers Lodge, Winternius, Raza de Odio, Necrodeath | |
Frank Booth | Guitars (2001-2016) |
Baron Harkonnen | Keyboards (2001-2003) |
Member(bands): Dynabyte, Killers Lodge | |
Dick Laurent | Guitars (2009-2017) |
Member(bands): The Providence, Tears of Christ, The K, Calvary, Orcrist | |
Current (Live) | |
Enrico Toselli | Guitars (2017-present) |
Member(bands): Dawn of Memories | |
Past (Live) | |
Christian Parisi | Drums |
Member(bands): Athlantis, Killers Lodge, Wild Steel, Demaniax, Raza de Odio, Molosso, Geminy, Odyssea, Zørn |
# | Discography | Type | Year | |
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1 | The Shadows’ Madame | Full-length | 2002 | Show album |
2 | Home Video | Video | 2002 | Show album |
3 | Far Away from Conformity | Full-length | 2004 | Show album |
4 | In Your Blood | Full-length | 2007 | Show album |
5 | The Days of the After and Behind | Single | 2012 | Show album |
6 | Horror Metal | Full-length | 2012 | Show album |
7 | Karma | Video | 2013 | Show album |
8 | Carnival of Doom | Single | 2014 | Show album |
9 | Silence | Full-length | 2014 | Show album |
10 | Mondoscuro | Split | 2016 | Show album |
11 | Christian Woman | Single | 2017 | Show album |
12 | Dominion of Pain | Single | 2017 | Show album |
13 | Mater Tenebrarum | Single | 2017 | Show album |
14 | Return | Single | 2020 | Show album |
The Shadows’ Madame
Album versions
Release date | Label | Catalog ID | Format | Description |
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March 11th, 2002 | Scarlet Records | SC 045-2 | CD | |
2002 | Irond Records | IROND CD 02-281 | CD | |
2004 | Triple Silence | TRIPCD003 | CD | Enhanced |
July 16th, 2013 | Black Tears | BTOD1333 | CD |
Members | |
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Band members | |
Baron Harkonen | Keyboards |
Marçelo Santos | Drums |
Cadaveria | Vocals |
Frank Booth | Guitars |
Killer Bob | Bass |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Flavio Bandiera | Photography (band) |
Alberto Cutolo | Mastering |
John DNA | Engineering |
Flegias | Artwork manipulation, Layout |
Robert Gregory Griffeth | Cover art, Photography |
Cadaveria | Artwork manipulation, Layout, Logo, Lyrics |
Killer Bob | Producer |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Spell | 05:53 | Show lyrics |
Beautiful witch give light to this black muddy sky Snatch darkness from these hours devoid of evening and morning devoid of stars and funereal lightnings. There is a path with no light and no moon I ran through it to rescue my flesh from the poisoned darts. Modify your mind follow the shapes from the red seven to the blue one Mark the sacred space in the name of wind and sound Say your solemn prayer to the burning fire Invoke the grace of water sources and raging oceans Invite earth’s creatures to your dance. May Rafe lead my soul to victory He’s the master of my turbid game May his energy bless my hand when I move the pieces His power protects my secret plan May his genius hasten the times. His presence secures my triumph. Enemies’ minds are frozen in a cloud of impotence Their projects are sentenced to fail No acts in the present, no acts in the future. Now destiny is engraved on eternal memories. Cosmic energies will spread it in the Universe. No forces in their bodies No life in their souls. |
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2. | Declaration of Spiritual Independence | 05:10 | Show lyrics |
My will is invulnerable like air with the sound of my voice the universe shrinks in a wrinkle of pain. Listen to me. I will nourish your flesh with blood dew Explore the labyrinth of memory and free yourself from the hypertrophy of remembrance. I want to awake from paralysis the icons buried in the absence and disharmony so that they can enjoy again an instant of contemplation and penetrate the realms of senses. This is the final call, the time of rebirth and catharsis the quietness after the storm Univocal language of phrases ancient like music Relish the essence of this immaterial fluid Principle of aggregation and disgregation, everywhere and nowhere Forsake the anguish and waver in the absolute freedom Let stasis convert into motion and let your essence strip of all lies. Throw your dice and enjoy the chance The moon could not appear again. |
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3. | In Memory of Shadows’ Madame | 04:12 | Show lyrics |
Diaphanous figure who silent rides death’s wisdom It’s said you came when the weary sky was sinking into its eternal sleep And that only your cry would have announced a new dawn Mistress of the air shaking the fronds of icy hills who at dawn caresses the bare branches of foggy plains You grew up as a lonely witness of existence’s foolish theatre On your visage the signs of a gloomy memory Your lips wound false innocents’ hearing with painful truths and biting sentences You knew the inner pleasure of senses the poetry of wind, the secret of fire Your will has the strength of thunder Your spirit the impetus of the final fight Oh great mother who lavishes love generating hate Enchanting muse of unspeakable fancies You will rise again from the ashes wrapping the great catastrophes Pure, joyful and immortal Darkness and light will eternally follow you in the temple of the new dreams In memory of Shadows’ Madame. |
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4. | Circle of Eternal Becoming | 04:57 | Show lyrics |
Primordial spells have been written on water’s surface The abyss silver heart conceals the eternal prayer Fire and wind contain the timeless secrets of the knowledge Ancestral spirits of the elemental space materialize their ethereal shape Dryads, Naiads, Devas, Oreads. I trust the practice and theory of what is agreed to call magic I believe in the spirits’ evocation, in the power to create magic illusions, in the visions of truth in the depth of mind. I believe mind’s boundaries shift continually and different minds can flow together, one into the other, and create or reveal a unique energy and individual memories are part of a great collective memory, the memory of Nature itself. Perpetual movement eternal rotation, oscillation of the night sky Oh silence devour the eternity of Time. As above, so below. My end is my beginning. |
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5. | The Magic Rebirth | 06:50 | Show lyrics |
Celebrate and praise the dead spirit, bury your hopes with him. Nobody and nothing can rejoice me except the world of pretence. The god doesn’t deserve my sacrifice and his image must not be transfigured in divinity Let me make experience of me, relish the horror of a bloodshed, feel an instinctive pleasure before what commonly stirs up disgust. And then I could approach following existences disembowel the unconscious. Express my verity, hidden or denied that will appear like a blind enigma to you. And I will find childlike purity again amorality that hurt the false minds. I will essay the elementary pulsations those you have secluded in dreams. Or destroyed with a symbolic castration. I prepare my magic death – I enter the reign of imagination – I enter the thunder’s memory And my body revives, my spirit is in peace, my heart is ready, my essence plunges into warm earth and my mind blends with the cosmic energy. We all raise with the sun and we’ll return to death like a drop of rain towards the wide ocean. I’ve dreamt a winged snake eating its own tail, encircling the earth. And a mountain of crystal bearing the child of an old witch who died confessing her sins. I woke up and I looked at myself in the black mirror and I felt a new magic strength enliven the blood time had frozen in my veins. Now I follow my religion and the brightness of my mind. Since now I revive I honour and respect the choices I made – I don’t let silence dominate my heart – I don’t let fear suffocate my shout. May the queen have new desires that come true with the heat of fire I close my circle lightning the candles of stars I celebrate my rebirth |
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6. | Black Glory | 04:11 | Show lyrics |
Purple flames celebrate the new warrior’s feats while dry tears take the old triumphs to a silent death The old men’s corpses consumes in an obscure dust while the new secret shines in a golden aura Past glories could rejoice only a brief instant Soon the new gloom’s birth will wrap the present and the future in a pall of algid fires and glacial quivers No blood is willing to be shed in memory of your sighs No wind will agitate the trees’ fronds at sunset The foul insect will suck the virgin infant’s pulp The fifth simulacrum’s sect will perish under the vibrating echo of the white queen Every sword is unarmed in the presence of the goddess’s dagger Every shield is smashed by the young witch The third magic star protects my mental acts The master of the astral fluid illuminates my path. |
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7. | Absolute Vacuum | 07:10 | Show lyrics |
This is the archetype that pre-exists the man Evil is an inner voice that transcends the life’s principle It is shameful and sharp, but secretly desired Don’t resist the charm of evil, let fire burn bright, obscure and contradictory form of bliss and lust It lives in our heart, but awfully beyond us. Death is certain but its time is a mystery forever unknown Every drop of my tears is eternal, death is eternal, it’s the evidence of everything’s end and corruption Suffering is pain, don’t mistake it for ache Ache is consciousness, everlasting expiation. You can’t defend yourself from the void nothing Lunacy is a false cure to mask emptiness Existence is tragic ’cause we begin to see the dawn only when darkness falls We have been called to live in the name of archaic myths To refuse them is like to fly with no fear to sink Into the eternal and primordial sleep To sink into the earth’s secret heart – We have been given a mask to lay upon our face to throw off it is like to feast with no fear to drink at the sacred source, to eat forbidden fruits, to learn the mysteries of fire, of water, of human souls, of our destiny The throb is dying out in a vibrating echo Cosmic memories protect us from the chaos Choices cannot be erased, neither by mind. |
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38:23 |
Home Video
Members | |
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Killer Bob | Bass |
Frank Booth | Guitars |
Flegias | Drums |
Cadaveria | Vocals |
Baron Harkonnen | Keyboards |
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1. | Spell (Videoclip) | 05:59 | |
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2. | Live Video | ||
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3. | Collecting Material | ||
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4. | Backstage Footage | ||
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05:59 |
Far Away from Conformity
Album versions
Release date | Label | Catalog ID | Format | Description |
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January 12th, 2004 | Scarlet Records | SC 073-2 | CD | Digipak |
2004 | CD-Maximum | CDM 1203-1628 | CD | |
December 8th, 2017 | Sleaszy Rider Records | SR-0202 | CD | Digipak |
January 12th, 2018 | Shadows Records | 12" vinyl | Limited edition |
Members | |
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Band members | |
Cadaveria | Vocals, Songwriting |
Frank Booth | Guitars, Songwriting |
John | Bass |
Alberto Gaggiotti | Drums, Songwriting |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Killer Bob | Producer, Engineering |
Cadaveria | Artwork, Design, Layout, Lyrics |
MichelleX | Photography |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Blood and Confusion | 05:13 | Show lyrics |
Words confuse and create equivocal thoughts Thoughts silently transmit our inner essence The eternal silence leads to oblivion. I am contradiction, the boundary, inside and outside I am difficulty, immoderation, mannerism, simplicity, rigor, baroque, minimalism I’m like this music that twists around itself, that gets torn and recomposes. I’m the result of a test, the survivor of a living Rottenly imbued of my life, counterpoint to the petrification of pain Heap of rocks, skeleton of soul, voice suspended in a dream Longing for entering the mystery of visible For tasting the sweet horror vacui. I listen to the silence I feed myself with fear, rage, anguish and unspoken sensations Surprised and spellbound by the grotesque and eclectic revelation of things. I perceive something tragic here And my mind is blood and confusion. |
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2. | Eleven Three O Three | 04:06 | Show lyrics |
Move your body to the rhythm of passion Let senses overwhelm ratio Don’t ask anything to yourself Don’t waste this moment The echo of weeping is armored in wind That accomplice carries it far away So that it could never be refracted on your heart’s walls again. This is a gift nobody can ever steal you A flame neither the ocean can extinguish ’till you will protect this treasure in a sacred secret No external force could disfigure the sweet aspect of this pulsing joy Feed on this embrace with love, respect and hope Consecrate the event in the name of supreme emotion Entwine in a sacred knot the shining wefts of this harmonious desire Then throw it into the cosmos’ centre where the royal energies meet So that it can preserve itself and vibrate forever in magnificent poetry. |
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3. | Irreverent Elegy | 05:10 | Show lyrics |
My life is made of emotions, passions and horrors, ’cause when you truly live you can even fall into deep pain My bed is made of small fresh leaves, moving slowly like a requiem My temple is made of dark gloomy trees, coming loose along a black oval path My chant is a desperate and irreverent elegy, composed in honour of those who have no reserve and fear Hordes of maleficent and false sins come back upon me. Shall I ever let my mind wander over the sad effect this filthy disease causes to my limbs and to my heart? I believe the persistence of the thin line of hope is worth this effort I believe its benefice can reach the intensity of full and perpetual delight Nothing is true, all is allowed In every dramatic situation there is a subtended element of absurdity and humor Every dogma contains something unhealthy and corrosive Our identities change every day with our memories We are not always what we really are, ’cause we reinvent ourselves We change our skin and consistence And we lie with innocence, trusting our memory. |
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4. | The Divine Rapture | 06:38 | Show lyrics |
Bewitched by the eternal rhythm of divine breath, perverse he smiled to the prickly knock of rain drops, his body was cruel like beauty, his eyes incandescent like silk. Transfixed by an absolute lightning of freedom, He freed himself in an uncensored dance. Possessed by a pressing desire of being, fibrillation of misleading welfare. Star, unreachable demiurge, ice, frost and silence. A light dyed with ghost-white his heart, gusts of jade struck his memory. Icon of collective dreams, pulverized by magic fears, ancient gold of a waste land. He turned his thoughts into words and his words into actions And his moan was like a sweet chant without words. |
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5. | Omen of Delirium | 06:10 | Show lyrics |
Disciples of obsolete and unthinkable commerce scrawled in Etruscan language Dependents on not yet synthesized drugs People of the black market of the third world war Practicing absurd telepathic sensitivities Obstetricians of the spirit Investigators of dissipations denounced by bland paranoiac chess players Servants of unlikely fragmentary guarantees transcribed in Jewish stenography Imbuing the spirit with unspeakable mutilations Surly police officers of not prostituted lands Junk dealers, sellers of delicious nightmares and of yearnings dried on cells saturated and affected with unknown pathologies Bartered with the rough material of the will Drinkers of heavy fluid sealed in shining amber of dreams. I shell never forget the unspeakable horror that froze the lymph in my glands, when the maleficent word scared my shaky brain. |
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6. | Call Me (Blondie cover) | 03:43 | Show lyrics |
Call on me, oh call up, baby. Call on me, oh call. Call on me oh call up, darling. I know who you are. Come up off your calling chart. I know where you’re coming from. Call me (call me) on the line. Call me, call me any anytime. Call me (call me), I’ll arrive. You can call me any day or night. Call me! Cover me with kisses, baby. Cover me with love. Roll me in designer sheets. I’ll never get enough. Emotions come, I don’t know why. Cover of love’s alibi. Call me (call me) on the line. Call me, call me any anytime. Call me (call me), I’ll arrive. When you’re ready we can share the wine. Call me. Ooh, he speaks the languages of love. Ooh, amore, chiamami (chiamami). Ooh, appelle-moi, mon cheri (appelle-moi). Anytime, anyplace, anywhere, anyway! Anytime, anyplace, anywhere, any day! Call me (call me) my love. Call me, call me any anytime. Call me (call me) for a ride. Call me, call me for some overtime. Call me (call me) my love. Call me, call me in a sweet design. Call me, call me for your lover’s lover’s alibi. Call me (call me) I don’t mind. Call me, call me any anytime.. Call me. Oh, call me, ooh ooh ah. Call me my love. Call me, call me any anytime |
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7. | Out Body Experience | 05:06 | Show lyrics |
Splitting of median entity Practice of doubt I look for the truth in the silent shine of your eyes Speaking with the forces of the air Good vibrations, cries and whispers United in the great enchantment of sound To die remaining invisible To fly with the wings of anti-time To unload the wagons of nothing To fling your heart behind the wall Essence of musk and almonds water Concealed behind the closed eyelids of transparent lives Consoled by a sublime forbidden sweetness The memory rewinds again And it grows with new colors Emotional kaleidoscope Crystal of red glass drops Casket of shattered thoughts Cut off light resetting the past Filtrating the space, adoring emptiness Inconsistent entity baptized in rain Vivid presence recreated from dust. |
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8. | Prayer of Sorrow | 05:30 | Show lyrics |
Imploring visage An invisible barbed wire has encircled your wrist Leading you to an irrepressible scandal of sincerity I will quench your eyelids forever, so that you stop feeding yourself with others’ memory Presage of intimate speeches and of obscure and obsessive fantasies Unavoidable condemnation, complicity, extraneousness I will never know your truth, nor you mine. We will always be uncertain about life. Bold human beings with severe look, who climb the mountains of loneliness Trembling in the panic of desertion we librate in the luxury of a bitter calyx To know the secret of love that doesn’t ask anything I don’t want to be forced to laugh just to gratify you I want to startle in a harmonious discretion To dance in the funereal garden of roses, to deny a divided god To say the prayer of sorrow, to lose myself in an angelic orgasm. |
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9. | Vox of Anti-Time | 05:55 | Show lyrics |
Distorted walls cannot tear the lights of thunder and the flashes of reason If something must still happen, it shall happen following the rules of anti-logic Flee from the ignoble joke of nature, that vegetates in company of the fetid ignorance Don’t burn your energy trying to stand your anti-you Scratch lunacy and remember that, after all, everything can be brought back to a ridiculous game by the vox of anti-time. You cannot separate happiness from your life, as your life is not exempt form tragedy World is made the contrary of what the common sense is done It leans on a ignorant and unthankful substratum, that sings hosanna to the ones who kill and spits on those who celebrate the excitement of life, that worships the false prophets refusing the simplicity of sincere feelings, to protect his own inconsistent shell from the disappointment of raw truth. I am against every stereotype or icons I yearn an antiseptic space, impatient and devoid of shame I know it exists, it is inside me Sometimes outside me I’ve been there with my mind. |
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47:31 |
In Your Blood
Album versions
Release date | Label | Catalog ID | Format | Description |
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May 21st, 2007 | Season of Mist | SOM154 | CD | Digipak |
2007 | CD-Maximum | CDM 0208-2825 | CD | |
June 5th, 2007 | Season of Mist | Digital |
Members | |
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Band members | |
Cadaveria | Vocals |
Frank Booth | Guitars |
Alberto Gaggiotti | Drums |
John | Bass |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Paolo Bratti | Photography (band) |
Cadaveria | Artwork, Layout |
Manuel Bravi | Cover art |
Killer Bob | Engineering |
Tracks | |||
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1. | 100.000 Faces | 03:01 | Show lyrics |
There is a fracture in contemporary thought between tension and fragility between voracity and fear of an imminent explosion. Syndrome of over-nourishment Perception of a latent loss Bipolarity Innovation in permanent contrast with the past. Modern artists, like perverted creatures drowned in plastic, explore encoded forms of expression inverting the logical sequence of musical score. |
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2. | The Dream | 04:15 | Show lyrics |
After foggy and funereal days In a mixture of sadness and devotion, memory and mental escape I take back my life A bit confused, but more conscious of my way. I wish warm affections True emotions Absence of artifice. I want to rock myself on my arts Enjoying the new time But I don’t forget where I come from and people who loved me. |
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3. | Anagram | 02:44 | Show lyrics |
Thirst for life is delightful Thirst for fame reawakens Don’t tell me to stop thinking, Don’t force me to stop acting, Don’t make me stop speaking... You can’t change me I would never explain it again. You don’t know me You can’t understand my words You perceive a parallel idea of me Like a coral generated by gemmation. You don’t see my heart is transparent. You don’t perceive I’m totally open You don’t feel my willingness You don’t trust my clearness You misunderstand my essence. Anagrammatize my psychotic dreams And you will find out... find out myself. |
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4. | Memento Audere Semper | 05:33 | Show lyrics |
"Along the street death walks... crowned Crowned with withered orange flowers, And it sings, sings, a song With its white guitar." ...And it sings, sings... Would you mind if I die? I write about sensations, moods and apparitions, while people give parties to cover the silence. There is no sense in feeling remorse for a thing you could not control. And death sings, sings... Would you mind if I die? What did you want when you continued to ask? My energies must be direct to an act. I continually research a sure channel to address my emotive contradictions. I yearn they have a positive origin Intolerant towards imperfection. I practise a secret auto-therapy, I practise... a personal and secret auto-therapy, against the shame of publicly showing our own signs. (memento audere semper) |
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5. | Laying in Black | 04:24 | Show lyrics |
May this poetry remain in your heart May these notes inebriate your senses This could be the last chance to light your fire Before time turn your mind to black Take a decision about your future Dare use your invention Gather up your experiences Before your energy weaken to black Shout your ideas Before your voice vanish into black Let your love be released Before the last shine fade to black Shout your, your ideas Before oblivion suffocate your breath Let your love be released Before the last shine fade to black May this poetry remain in your heart May these notes inebriate your senses This is a gift for you all Do not forget to accept it before laying in black laying... |
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6. | Queen of Forgotten | 04:57 | Show lyrics |
"Queen Of Forgotten" I whispered legends, I outlined myths of long gone... epochs. I wove fairytales In people’s hearts, I am the queen of all You have forgotten. I continually come From every corner of the world, My journey crosses Through countries, population, seasons. I whispered legends, I outlined myths of long gone... epochs! I wove fairytales In people’s hearts, I am the queen of all You have forgotten. I continually come From every corner of the world, My journey crosses Through countries, population, seasons. For me there is no sun that sets, There is no moon that rises, The sundial has no shadows. I live in thoughts... [For me there is no sun that sets, There is no moon that rises, The sundial has no shadows, I live in thoughts...!] [For me there is no sun that sets, There is no moon that rises, The sundial has no shadows, I live in thoughts...!] [Carried by the breeze, In the colours of light I live in fantasies of mankind, Carried by the breeze, In the colours of light I live in fantasies of mankind.] And I’m in the hope of memories With me I bring the symbols of tradition, The amulets of cultures, The inheritance of history. I move with the rhythm of ancient dances And songs no longer having notes Return to life through my lips, Here are my dreams... Written for you on the diary Of endless wandering ...Here are my dreams. |
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7. | Exorcism to Chaos | 04:17 | Show lyrics |
No time to be religious No space for individual research. No time to be religious Disclose your cervical case And see enlightened reality is more obscure than a solar eclipse. Don’t barricade yourself in your cocoon of selfishness. Come out from your comfortable crypt, Come out from your crypt from your precious temple, from your private ritual room. Exorcism Don’t barricade yourself in your cocoon of selfishness. Come out from your comfortable crypt, from your precious temple, from your private ritual room, perfumed with rare spiritual oils. Keep control of your blood, be conscious of your fragile consistence and realize others’ presence is stronger than your fear... Let your conscience overcome the boundaries of convention, And give your mind a rest on this absurd state of entropy. Contaminated by the vulgar dirt, infected by the morbid plague. Let your individual prayer become a collective exorcism to chaos. Open your gangrenous eyes and see terrible terror everywhere. |
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8. | Uneven like Clouds | 04:15 | Show lyrics |
Earth, warmth, death. Time wasted in building inconsistent hypothesis waiting for all is adjusted trying to justify the difference. They are asking me to act without being. Mood sensitive to variations, To air and fire’s vibrations. Keep your honour and will unshakable Direct your thought to powerful stars, towards imposing aims, towards great concrete spheres. Why do things happen? Why is it always so difficult? Why is it always so complicated? Perpendicular presences undermine my concentration, Disturb, interfere, Generate hysteria and misunderstanding. Ironical... my regret is my source of energy. I feel impulse to proceed I feel impulse to be. Clouds, clouds, but branches are still dressed with leaves And for me it is still time of Spring Undisputed. Clouds... |
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9. | Before the Apes Came | 04:47 | Show lyrics |
At the foot of the high mountain There’s a land where you can speak with your mind. Along the streets a multitude of temples, consecrated to grotesque idols, burn incenses to celebrate the time of forgiveness. Creatures living in this place can teach you how to read dreams. Rivers flowing through this ground carry the purity of silver. Androgynous beings card an innumerable variety of precious silks, used to dry tears of joy. I can perceive the majestic presence of the bull-man, who reigned here for centuries, before the apes came, before the apes came. He was adored by legions of half-fish beings, later absorbed by the sea bed and sunk into the sweet wool. Now he’s sleeping forever in the red house, near the magnificent stream. The gong rings to remind the interrupted rhythm of his noble breathing. The gong rings to remind the interrupted rhythm of his breathing. |
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10. | Virtual Escape from Tragedy | 04:06 | Show lyrics |
Feel the frequency Perceive your pulse Trust the ideology To capture the ancient secret of life. I’m looking for the antidote to myself I’m working for my heart’s freedom To rid myself of the other side of me. To rid myself of this virtual escape from tragedy Hypochondriac creature Disturbed by his memory One single disease to cure But you think of the rest. It’s not as tragic as you believe Just free your mind of fears, life is pulsing. Just feel its frequency. Life is pulsing, just feel it. Just feel the frequency of this virtual escape from tragedy. |
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11. | Atypical Suggestions by a Dead Artist | 03:33 | Show lyrics |
I love people who make things I love conversations. I saw people inside a wrapping Like a protective veil for their soul. Atypical suggestions by a dead artist I recorded my image on a film still To seal my existing condition. I praised appearance and style while I was visiting exhibitions to fight boredom and depression, to satisfy my thirst of visual celebrations and of intellectual stimulations. Atypical suggestions by a dead artist I experienced the hallucination of panic Through sweat, breathing and suffocation. And I found again my direction When I spoke to a man who told me what I wanted to hear. I need to be loved once in a day. I need two days to re-enter from my mental disease. I need to be loved once in a day. Atypical suggestions by a dead artist |
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12. | Enlightened | 04:14 | Show lyrics |
... If you drive your glance too much in the abyss, The abyss penetrates yourself with its glance. Remember every fear hides a desire And that desire means tension... Faith is the enemy of knowledge, Religion produces placebo effects... The contact with the divine is always beneficial, Even if it is only in your head... Tension is vitality While perfection is death... Desire means tension Religion produces placebo effects... Faith is the enemy of knowledge, Religion produces placebo effects, The contact with the divine is always beneficial, Even if it is only in your head... |
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50:06 |
The Days of the After and Behind
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Killer Bob | Bass |
Alberto Gaggiotti | Drums |
Frank Booth | Guitars |
Cadaveria | Vocals |
Dick Laurent | Guitars |
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1. | The Days of the After and Behind | 05:49 | Show lyrics |
I was walking in the dust Through the half-closed spaces Incrustations of mud and dew Resins dripped in the stone. I discerned a man, alone, Frightened eyes, red of pain. I was walking in the pale wintry sun Through the substrates of the wind Mosaics of clouds like raging herds. I discerned a crow, fierce, scanning the horizon… Vitreous eyes... and silver tears... Notes of a new pentagram, White pages ready to shelter obscure mysteries. I was walking in the dust Through the half-closed spaces Incrustations of mud and dew Resins dripped in the stone. I discerned a man, alone, Frightened eyes, red of pain. These are the days of the after and behind, The days of the present, that rolls by slow and full. I was walking in the dust Through the half-closed spaces Mosaics of clouds like raging herds. I was walking in the dust Through the half-closed spaces Vitreous eyes and silver tears. |
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05:49 |
Horror Metal
Album versions
Release date | Label | Catalog ID | Format | Description |
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January 31st, 2012 | Bakerteam Records | BT 004 CD | CD | |
May 7th, 2013 | Bakerteam Records | BT 004 SE | CD | Undead edition |
Members | |
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Killer Bob | Bass |
Frank Booth | Guitars |
Dick Laurent | Guitars |
Alberto Gaggiotti | Drums |
Cadaveria | Vocals |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Antonio Mantovan | Photography |
Roberto Savino | Cover art, Artwork |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Flowers in Fire | 06:51 | Show lyrics |
I woke up from a driven coma. Around me bewildered glances, stunned by fear, Ghosts with bruised bodies. Faces obscure and sting. Who don’t know anything about themselves. The night annihilated what they built during the day. Daylight promotes the weary comedy of courtesy, With the favour of darkness the heroin of denial comes. Flowers in fire. Torturing visions. Withdrawal of anguishes. Blood-soaked wadding Flowers in fire. Torturing visions. Around me bewildered glances, stunned by fear. I was guided by your scent, toward enchanting climes A speedy fire ran my veins and knocked at my heart. My brain is bleeding, pierced by surgical tool Raped and slaughtered to make me feel good. Flowers in fire. Torturing visions. Withdrawal of anguishes. Blood-soaked wadding. Flowers in fire. Torturing visions. Around me bewildered glances, stunned by fear. I refused to modify my genealogical inheritance ‘Cause I was afraid the mirror would have ceased to shine stiff and pitifully unsatisfied by existence awfully crucified to life. I woke up from a driven coma, it was necessary. Around me bewildered glances, stunned by fear, Ghosts with bruised bodies. Faces obscure and sting. |
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2. | The Night’s Theatre | 05:01 | Show lyrics |
Every night the man rises his imaginary stage in his theatre he becomes actor, spectator of himself Every night the man rises his imaginary stage The man is dreaming. I dream to float on my life’s surface I am the stranger who looks inside. I am not the material body, constructed by the seven elements. I am not the five senses, the hearing, the taste, the olfaction, the touch, the sight. And I am not the sound, the savour, the smell, the matter, the seeing. And I am not the five knowledge elements, the speaking, the movement, the feeling. I am not the five vital breaths nether I am the thinking mind And I am not the memory, concerning the residual impressions of objects. I am a dreamer, who hates illusions and this produces the vicious rage I’m not able to refuse. I lost myself in darkness. In the obscurity I find myself again I annihilated myself and now I get conscience of my power I burn out and I reborn I desire and my unconscious satisfies me. I dream to float on my life’s surface I am the stranger who looks inside… I am a dreamer, who hates illusions. |
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3. | Death Vision | 05:02 | Show lyrics |
Spectre of death influencing our lives, you hang over us You bite our hips we undergo your second level effects You sunk us in your vortex, you cyclically return to molest our certainty. I reject repetitions, I cannot keep abreast of my thoughts, too fast… I don’t check my weigh, I hate all pre-arranged feasts I’m used to writing when I’m alone, I hate chewing people I sink you in my vortex, I cyclically return to molest your certainty. Snow falls attracted by earth An inner passion moves it, Like the passion between the seeds and the ground. Black vision, lack of pressure and collapse Red vision, blood up to brain. I live in a marsh of crimes and nerves Hybrid of happy sprawls Lighted by invention. My breast of tenebra feeds the silence. Black vision, lack of pressure and collapse Red vision, blood up to brain. …e nella notte vaghi tesori rifulgono. |
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4. | Whispers of Sin | 03:43 | Show lyrics |
I listened to the sound of the rebirth and chaos Timid essence of an ancestral ego I had the visions of an enchanted world Mucked up by the vile actions of men. I abandoned the oasis of fragility in the desert of my confusion. I listened to the sound of the rebirth and chaos Timid essence of an ancestral ego I had the visions of an enchanted world Mucked up by the vile actions of men… …But delighted by the whisperings of sin If spirits shook hearts and minds Then souls would rise to splendid capricious and prismatic beings No longer in the shade of pain trees. In the not-light of few angels and fairies in ecstasy That bewitch suffering and turn it into blinding, gratifying night. I listened to the sound of the rebirth and chaos Timid essence of an ancestral ego I had the visions of an enchanted world Mucked up by the vile actions of men. |
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5. | Assassin | 05:08 | Show lyrics |
Much madness is divinest sense, demur and be dangerous. I had been hungry of news, creativity and freedom, Now I can eat of them and I’m not sated yet. And now I roam the sovereign woods And every time I speak the mountains straight reply. I have the power to kill without the power to die, but I have no enemies and I don’t need revenge. I don’t know death nor defeat Even if I marched in the sewer of hell. Much madness is divinest sense, demur and be dangerous. I had been thirsty of knowledge, action and bravery Now I can rule my flesh and I won’t save a place for your death. Now I can keep agony away. And I refuse men escaping from the mind of man. Witchcraft was hung, but I find the magic I need inside me every day. I don’t believe in sins nor in temptation Even if I crept into the womb of the beast. Now I can keep agony away. |
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6. | The Days of the After and Behind | 05:48 | Show lyrics |
I was walking in the dust Through the half-closed spaces Incrustations of mud and dew Resins dripped in the stone. I discerned a man, alone, Frightened eyes, red of pain. I was walking in the pale wintry sun Through the substrates of the wind Mosaics of clouds like raging herds. I discerned a crow, fierce, scanning the horizon… … vitreous eyes… and silver tears… notes of a new pentagram, white pages ready to shelter obscure mysteries. I was walking in the dust Through the half-closed spaces Incrustations of mud and dew Resins dripped in the stone. I discerned a man, alone, Frightened eyes, red of pain. These are the days of the after and behind, The days of the present, that rolls by slow and full. I was walking in the dust Through the half-closed spaces Mosaics of clouds like raging herds. I was walking in the dust Through the half-closed spaces Vitreous eyes and silver tears. |
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7. | Apocalypse | 06:01 | Show lyrics |
In you I saw the fear that destroys You were infected by it. Fear is an illness, that crawls into souls and contaminates peace. You didn’t grow up to live in fear Erase it from your heart, don’t bring it with you. Join us on the sacred hill of our fathers And ask their spirits to guide us. Sweet pitying mother protect them from suffering. Oh brothers who are sleeping, You have touched the cold morning of this day But now you cannot feel the ice of the night. We fight ‘cause the gallows goddess has no mercy upon the weak Her soul is waiting for yours in the shade of the cypress Before this day comes to its end I will leave this world And again I will embrace hell’s torments with pleasure. You are afraid of me, it is right you feel it For you all, ignoble beings, the sacred time is coming. Beware of the sun obscurity Beware of the man who leads the jaguar Look at him reviving from the mud and dust. He will erase the sky and scrape the earth He will sweep you away and put an end to your world He is with us now. Soon the day will look like the night. And you’ll be led to your end. |
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8. | The Oracle (Of the Fog) | 05:06 | Show lyrics |
A veiled fog alights on the dark skin of the night I crossed it pensive, with the heart full of hope. Today I spoke again with the man, who taught me to dare His face is grievously embalmed in baked clay. But his spirit continues to pulse inside me. He said: “sometimes you need to risk, to do something else, ought to forgo guarantees, ‘cause they are also compulsions”. His words are my oracle, also after a long time. I told my story to him And his eyes turned into a loving smile. There is silence now The beasts have arrived and their fangs have caught them all, but me. The oracle of the fog prophesied a favourable destiny The spirit of the right conscience will pulse inside me forever and ever and ever. A veiled fog alights on the dark skin of the night A veiled fog alights on the dark skin of the night I crossed it pensive, with the heart full of hope. |
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9. | Requiem | 05:17 | Show lyrics |
I thought about a sacrifice And if anyone has ever understood what I wrote In the shadows, in blood, with blood I thought about a sacrifice… Actually I don’t mind. You can however drink of me, as I was a marble fountain in the heart of Rome, I thought about a sacrifice And if anyone has ever understood what I wrote In the shadows, in blood, with blood I thought about a sacrifice… Actually I don’t mind. You can however eat of me, as I was a wedding banquet you were not invited to. Mourn on my portrait, Cry on my stone, It’s not me to pay the coffin, neither cash, nor rates. Mourn on my portrait, Cry on my stone, It’s not me to pay the coffin, neither cash, nor rates. If god existed and I believed in him he would be seated in this room with me. Tuba mirum spargens sonum per sepulchra regionum. My thoughts are too inmost for your lips. My words are too low for your ears. If god existed and I believed in him he would be seated in this room with me. The reign of fire hasn’t come to its end yet My pulsing blood is not dried in the veins yet. (Accogliete la sua anima e presentatela davanti al trono dell’altissimo.) |
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10. | This Is Not the Silence | 05:35 | Show lyrics |
This is not the silence, but its void Without memory, fixed in formalin. Sea without shores and horizons Wind dissolving dried up remains Obscurity of visceral holes Sinking into remote abysses Fragments of a stigmatized soul Defying the other side of destiny. Iron force digging the heart pulp Pure diamond shining in secret on the tame limit of imploring blood Game of deceit and illusions Hand that raises the curtain Every atom of air nourishing me. Melting the unknown Unleashing the black cloud of enigmas. Don’t close your eyes in the face of havoc Cure the ill sprouts! Blind universe, hollow in which we write what we have done We are programmed to believe in something we cannot see Armed with instinct of escape and defence The dead cannot lie Azure bruise, embrace without possess of beauty. Immense cruet of quartz, where gold and basalt merge in primordial vibrations. Savage dawn, blurry stars massacre Arcane sky, spheres in shiver. It is the power of magic radiating from us, exiling us. Foster the comment of birds and nature Energy and music of stones The theorem of the devil rustles immortal luxury. I am bloodless and now only dust can bloom in my veins dry like brambles. And now the wound is thirsty of another blade. |
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11. | Hypnotic Psychosis | 03:15 | Show lyrics |
Sickness and delirium Testimony of madness Electric orgasm of frequencies Aphrodisiac mosaic of sounds. Experiencing a complete absence of nostalgia Producing anti-prosaic impact on symphonies. Arabesques of notes played by disembodied chess master Acoustic stimulations for harmonic erections. Extracting the basic formula of evil virus Screaming, loud noise! Hysterical physical changes, ghosts waiting for a body. Abdicated flashes burning in a cold yellow halo The evil is there waiting. Grey as ashes Galvanized by obscenities. Hypnotic psychosis Visceral stimulations Virtual addiction of cerebral events Relief from tension. Testimonies of horror Nubbly degenerations Venereal disease. Catatonic sensations Suppurating scars, translucent disharmony. Administrator of artificial respiration Ruling days of black terror Asymmetrical pothole, merging several places at once. |
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Karma
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2. | Declaration of Spiritual Independence | ||
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3. | Circle of Eternal Becoming | ||
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4. | The Dream | ||
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5. | Atypical Suggestions by a Dead Artist | ||
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6. | Blood and Confusion | ||
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7. | Anagram | ||
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8. | Hypnotic Psychosis | ||
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9. | Whispers of Sin | ||
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10. | Assassin | ||
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11. | Flowers in Fire | ||
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12. | Death Vision | ||
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13. | Black Glory | ||
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1. | Omen of Delirium | ||
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2. | Queen of Forgotten | ||
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3. | In Memory of Shadows | ||
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4. | Madame | ||
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5. | Exorcism to Chaos | ||
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6. | The Dream | ||
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7. | Absolute Vacuum | ||
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8. | Black Glory | ||
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9. | Spell (live) | ||
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10. | Call Me (live) | ||
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11. | Eleven Three O Three (live) | ||
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12. | Vox of Anti-Time (live) | ||
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13. | Irreverent Elegy (live) | ||
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14. | 100.000 Faces (live) | ||
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15. | Exorcism to Chaos (live) | ||
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16. | Anagram (live) | ||
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17. | Out Body Experience (live) | ||
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18. | The Days of the After and Behind (live) | ||
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19. | Death Vision (live) | ||
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20. | Memento Audere Semper (live) | ||
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21. | Flowers in Fire (live) | ||
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22. | Blood and Confusion (live) | ||
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23. | Assassin (live) | ||
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24. | Circle of Eternal Becoming (live) | ||
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1. | Carnival of Doom | 03:28 | Show lyrics |
Colors, transfigurations, the absurd, the freak Come, come ladies and gentlemen Merry-go-round and sweets Welcome to this crazy show Insane asylum for the voices of madness Poetry and folly as antidotes to life Vortex of vampires and blood-soaked nurses This is the carnival of doom This journey begins after darkness The beasts will soon dance in the fire This is the carnival of doom Colors, transfigurations, the absurd, the freak Come, come ladies and gentlemen Merry-go-round and sweets Fire-eaters, teddy bears, prizes and guns Tumblers of shadows Contortionists of the spirit Acrobats of destiny You’ll experiment the fascination of this Nirvana of noise Jugglers of life playing with tarots of hope A Nirvana of noise This is the carnival of doom |
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Silence
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November 18th, 2014 | Scarlet Records | SC 270-0 | CD | Digipak |
November 17th, 2014 | Scarlet Records | Digital | iTunes | |
2015 | Fono Ltd. | FO1173CD | CD |
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Killer Bob | Bass |
Alberto Gaggiotti | Drums |
Frank Booth | Guitars |
Cadaveria | Vocals |
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1. | Velo (The Other Side of Hate) | 04:14 | Show lyrics |
I know it won’t be forever But this is happiness and it’s enough Now I can see the colors Now I can feel the voice of silence and satisfy my soul No way to think to anything else Deep and new vibrations are engaging my mind Now I can see the colors Now I can feel the voice of silence and satisfy my soul I hate orders I’m extreme Openness and sincerity Don’t look for anything more No property, no egoism, no plans Just give me a reason to come back and stay No lies, no shells Do what you feel and prefer Truth is so liberating – There is greatness in you Truth is so liberating – Don’t betray yourself I hate orders I’m extreme No lies, no shells, no egoism, no plans There is greatness in you. Do not betray yourself Deep and new vibrations are engaging my mind I wish to soothe myself and extinguish Don’t run! Velo… No property, no egoism, no plans The other side of hate |
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2. | Carnival of Doom | 03:28 | Show lyrics |
Colors, transfigurations, the absurd, the freak Come, come ladies and gentlemen Merry-go-round and sweets Welcome to this crazy show Insane asylum for the voices of madness Poetry and folly as antidotes to life Vortex of vampires and blood-soaked nurses This is the carnival of doom This journey begins after darkness The beasts will soon dance in the fire This is the carnival of doom Colors, transfigurations, the absurd, the freak Come, come ladies and gentlemen Merry-go-round and sweets Fire-eaters, teddy bears, prizes and guns Tumblers of shadows Contortionists of the spirit Acrobats of destiny You’ll experiment the fascination of this Nirvana of noise Jugglers of life playing with tarots of hope A Nirvana of noise This is the carnival of doom |
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3. | Free Spirit | 04:44 | Show lyrics |
This is a nameless night, but it’s so meaningful Almost perfect it is the scenery The snow, a party elsewhere… Somebody in a bed of sex and pleasure Let’s soil of blood this pure white falling snow All’s rising and falling in lies All’s rising and falling in lies Lack of answers, absence of truth Thoughts and actions are overloaded by structures Find the force to convert this state of absolute absence In a cradle of art and knowledge Let’s soil of blood this pure white falling snow All’s rising and falling in lies All’s rising and falling in lies A feeble light to look at for a while I want to fly, release my free spirit Delicious and sublime Let’s soil of blood this pure white falling snow All’s rising and falling in lies All’s rising and falling in lies Inconsistent body, catatonic state of mind No hurry in this night No hurry in this night Inconsistent body, catatonic state of mind Delicious and sublime Delicious and sublime |
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4. | The Soul That Doesn’t Sleep | 03:34 | Show lyrics |
There is a feeling, probably a sensation, that arises in me today It’s like a strange form of irrepressible inclination to weeping and rest I can’t decipher the weeping reason There is an implied joy But these tears are not flowing for joy It could be this sick music I’m listening to And the consciousness to be alone Although I’m going to meet the world All my fears come true All my nightmares come true It won’t be the dark that will send my soul to sleep It won’t be the sun to awake my soul, I’m alive! I’m free and satisfied I’m alive, at least until you survive The soul that doesn’t sleep My, my soul will never sleep There is a feeling, probably a sensation, that arises in me today It’s like a strange form of irrepressible inclination to weeping and rest I am alive, at least until you survive |
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5. | Existence | 04:56 | Show lyrics |
In a fireflies’ world already gone when we begin to look at it Interested in anything disinterested in production In this fireflies’ world Arriving on the threshold of a half-life I’m troubled by the thought of living only half I get worked up about the heat of parading Debilitated by the anxiety of inspecting me inside I love men of the great contempt, they are also the men of the great veneration In life, rather than in chess, the game goes on even after the checkmate In a fireflies’ world already gone when we begin to look at it Interested in anything disinterested in production In this fireflies’ world Arriving on the threshold of a half-life I count the forever things I have done My soul, my skin, the only responsibility My soul, my skin, testimonies of existence I love men of the great contempt, they are also the men of the great veneration In life, rather than in chess, the game goes on even after the checkmate |
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6. | Out Loud | 03:16 | Show lyrics |
Silence! Permeated by a warm and heavy embrace I still don’t know what it was Fear of being disappointed again and again Faithful to my sixth sense Torment and dissolution Pain - I must recover in music I thought you were so immense While they were just sensations Permeated by my light I touch the stars Rising from my abyss Dominated by my wish I’ve no regrets Hiding myself in darkness I ask for silence Torment and dissolution Pain - I must recover in music I thought you were so immense While they were just sensations I’ve already expiated enough I leave you to your damnations Seedy forces have exploited my heart Only music can now save my soul! I ask for silence! Torment and dissolution Pain - I must recover in music I thought you were so immense While they were just illusions I’m asking for silence Out loud! |
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7. | Death, Again | 05:04 | Show lyrics |
Overheated by passion, wired by the wind and nature Surfing on the other side of the world Ho sentito il mio corpo permearsi di paura To lose all what I gained before ‘Cause when you think to defeat it Or at least to pander it, to accept it Understand it, synthesize it, exorcise it, elaborate it Here she comes again, the death, when you were not expecting her She wears young clothes, she has weaved But she opens old wounds again Queen, triumphant queen Inconceivable and sovereign mystery Time, time, we never get enough of you Time, time, we never get enough of you I dreamt to be bitten by a dog I dreamt to give birth I dreamt to die and to see myself blowing out I dreamt to be swallowed by the fog I dreamt to be a toy I dreamt to be pierced by thousands needles I didn’t feel any pain, I felt nothing! Here she comes again, the death, when you were not expecting her She wears young clothes, she has weaved But she opens old wounds again Queen, triumphant queen Inconceivable and sovereign mystery |
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8. | Exercise1 | 03:54 | Show lyrics |
absence absurdity amazement anger anxiety arm art awakening beauty bed behavior bodies brain breathe certainty chasm confession consciousness courage creation damnation dark delight desire (disaster) disappearance (disease) ecstasy embrace emotions eroticism errors experience expression fall fate fatigue female fidelity fight flavor forgiveness freedom genius gift god hands happiness heart heels hell help hooker identity imagination inside instinct intrigue jealousy kiss knowledge laceration life lightness limits love lucifer madness melancholy memory mistake misunderstanding moral mouths mystery nails nice nightmare oath odor orgasm pain paradise possession pulse questions rage reaction reality relief respect rise ruin seduction senses sex shame silence sin skin soul tattoos tears thighs thrill time touch trust truth understanding union value voices waiting watch wound x y zero |
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9. | Almost Ghostly | 04:22 | Show lyrics |
Understood I’m plain when I express myself, suffering when I must censor myself for unknown reasons Anything wrong in this? What’s the boundary between be real and faithful to your soul and let things happen how they have to go? Between free will and destiny? Feeling time flowing, perceiving life elapsing Almost ghostly, blindness follows Light comes from above They sit on the branches waiting for the wind Endangered I will want passion, I want love We are the center, we came first Murmur words of fire as we came first Before everybody, before all Almost ghostly, blindness follows Light comes from above They sit on the branches waiting for the wind Endangered I will want passion, I want love We are the center, we came first Murmur words of fire as we came first Before everybody, before all Almost ghostly, almost blur Forever faithful to our souls Almost ghostly, almost blur The light is coming from above |
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10. | Loneliness | 04:42 | Show lyrics |
Here is me again Here’s who I am I live day by day with long-term projects Here is where I arrived Every day a new tile I continue to feel a gap Something that I call loneliness I must find a solitude moment to write And then music will be born by itself This is my path, this is my knowledge Eating the fruits of a hard long work You need a great wish to be Here is where I arrived Every day a new tile I continue to feel a gap Something that I call loneliness Lives and souls that seems to touch each other But that’ll never reach the infinity |
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11. | Strangled Idols | 05:00 | Show lyrics |
I contemplate only shreds of truth Nocturnal gusts make whirlpool Strangled idols, seduced souls, opaque state of joy Time after time all idols have been strangled Resignation to uncertainty, resignation to the essential asymmetry of the world Day after day all idols have been strangled In this mute instant of silence all reality seems to have its own reason to exist I’m two voices, duality, I’m a witch that must not count to ten Time after time all idols have been strangled Resignation to uncertainty, resignation to the essential asymmetry of the world Day after day all idols have been strangled In this mute instant of silence all reality seems to have its own reason to exist Life! Death! Time! Pain! Joy! Silence! An instance of silence between two noises of life Cut throat of not lived time Shredded leaves of my wretched life Death glance, bringer of life Shelled by the system, blinded by faith Guided by instinct, armoured by pain Time after time all idols have been strangled Resignation to uncertainty, resignation to this shutter world Time after time all idols have been strangled Resignation to uncertainty, resignation to this shutter world Day after day all the idols have been strangled In this pure instant of silence, infected by seduced souls |
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Mondoscuro
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September 2nd, 2016 | Black Tears | BTOD1641 | CD | |
September 2nd, 2016 | Black Tears | Digital | Bandcamp | |
February 28th, 2017 | Sleaszy Rider Records | SR LP-005 | 12" vinyl | Limited edition, 2 colors |
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Peso | Drums |
Flegias | Vocals |
Pier Gonella | Guitars |
GL | Bass |
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Alberto Gaggiotti | Drums |
Cadaveria | Vocals |
Dick Laurent | Guitars |
Peter Dayton | Bass |
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Tiziana Ravetti | Vocals (soprano) |
Cristiano Caldera | Vocals (tenor) |
Ignis Forasdomine | Organ |
Lindsay Schoolcraft | Vocals (soprano) |
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Paolo Perrotta Mazza | Artwork |
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1. | Cadaveria - Mater Tenebrarum (Necrodeath cover) | 05:29 | Show lyrics |
Inferno’s book symbol of blasphemy and fear Unveils the still upbraided sign of death Mothers unite as one in shape of evil itself Darkness, tears and breathes MATER TENEBRARUM Vision of inverted, fallen destiny in sight The slave of hers inside of me Jezebels scream for your defeat by smell of vault Sacrifice your eyes to see MATER TENEBRARUM "BELLUM, MORTEM, CRUDELITATES SUBTILES ET IMMENSA FEREMUS, INQUIETAE SUMUS ET INSATIABILES, ODII SATURAE, SUBIECTAE ANIMI IMPETIS, FASTIDIUM, INVIDIA, DISCIDIUM, INTER NOS, SACERDOTES SATANAS STANT." Fires, devils, from the depth of horror Mothers demand the orgies of blood Threw your lighted candles to the ground Blest be the man that spares these sounds Dance, around the pale Uprising chalice holds my veins Obnoxious mind, cursed souls Desire of death, praying’ to meet ghouls Mothers, contend the reign The Antagonist, claims God’s domain They will break they will twist They will burn they’ll destroy |
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2. | Necrodeath - Spell (Cadaveria cover) | 05:14 | Show lyrics |
Beautiful witch give light to this black muddy sky Snatch darkness from these hours devoid of evening and morning devoid of stars and funereal lightnings. There is a path with no light and no moon I ran through it to rescue my flesh from the poisoned darts. Modify your mind follow the shapes from the red seven to the blue one Mark the sacred space in the name of wind and sound Say your solemn prayer to the burning fire Invoke the grace of water sources and raging oceans Invite earth’s creatures to your dance. May Rafe lead my soul to victory He’s the master of my turbid game May his energy bless my hand when I move the pieces His power protects my secret plan May his genius hasten the times. His presence secures my triumph. Enemies’ minds are frozen in a cloud of impotence Their projects are sentenced to fail No acts in the present, no acts in the future. Now destiny is engraved on eternal memories. Cosmic energies will spread it in the Universe. No forces in their bodies No life in their souls. |
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5. | Cadaveria - Christian Woman (Type O Negative cover) | 08:39 | Show lyrics |
Forgive her, for she knows not what she does A cross upon her bedroom wall From grace she will fall An image burning in her mind And between her thighs A dying God-man full of pain When will you come again? Before him, beg to serve or please On your back or knees There’s no forgiveness for her sins Prefers punishment? Would you suffer eternally Or internally? For her lust, she’ll burn in Hell Her soul done medium well All through mass manual stimulation Salvation Corpus Christi She needs Corpus Christi Corpus Christi Corpus Christi She needs Corpus Christi Corpus Christi Body of Christ She needs Body of Christ Body of Christ She’d like to know God Ooh, love God Feel her God Inside of her, deep inside of her She’d like to know God Love God Feel, feel, feel her God Inside of her, deep inside of her Inside of her Deep inside of her Jesus Christ looks like me, Jesus Christ Jesus Christ looks like me, Jesus Christ Jesus Christ looks like me, Jesus Christ Jesus Christ looks like me, Jesus Christ, ah Jesus Christ looks like me, Jesus Christ, yeah Jesus Christ looks like me, Jesus Christ Jesus Christ looks like me, Jesus Christ, yeah Jesus Christ looks like me, Jesus Christ, uh |
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6. | Necrodeath - Helter Skelter (The Beatles cover) | 02:30 | Show lyrics |
[Intro] When I get to the bottom, I go back to the top of the slide Where I stop, and I turn, and I go for a ride ’Til I get to the bottom, and I see you again! Yeah, yeah, yeah! [Verse 1] Well, do you, don’t you want me to love you? I’m coming down fast, but I’m miles above you Tell me, tell me, tell me, come on, tell me the answer! Well, you may be a lover, but you ain’t no dancer [Chorus] Now, Helter skelter Helter skelter Helter skelter Yeah Woo! [Verse 2] Oh, will you, won’t you want me to make you? I’m coming down fast, but don’t let me break you Tell me, tell me, tell me the answer! You may be a lover, but you ain’t no dancer [Chorus] Look out! Helter skelter Helter skelter Helter skelter Ooh! [Bridge] Look out! ’Cause here she comes [Intro] When I get to the bottom, I go back to the top of the slide And I stop, and I turn, and I go for a ride And I get to the bottom, and I see you again! Yeah, yeah, yeah! [Verse 3] Well, do you, don’t you want me to make you? I’m coming down fast, but don’t let me break you Tell me, tell me, tell me your answer! You may be a lover, but you ain’t no dancer [Chorus] Look out! Helter skelter Helter skelter Helter skelter [Outro] Well look out! Helter skelter! She’s coming down fast! Yes, she is! Yes, she is Coming down fast Oh, yeah, Helter Skelter Wooh! [Breakdown] [Spoken: Ringo Starr] I got blisters on my fingers! |
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32:35 |
Christian Woman
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Band members | |
Cadaveria | Vocals |
Alberto Gaggiotti | Drums |
Dick Laurent | Guitars |
Peter Dayton | Bass |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Andrea Perotto | Photography |
Cadaveria | Cover art |
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1. | Christian Woman (Type O Negative cover) | 08:39 | |
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08:39 |
Dominion of Pain
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Alberto Gaggiotti | Drums, Vocals (additional) |
Cadaveria | Vocals |
Dick Laurent | Guitars |
Peter Dayton | Bass |
Guest/Session | |
Pier Gonella | Guitars (lead) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Andrea Perotto | Photography |
Cadaveria | Cover art |
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1. | Dominion of Pain | 05:59 | |
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05:59 |
Mater Tenebrarum
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Alberto Gaggiotti | Drums |
Cadaveria | Vocals |
Chris Scarponi | Guitars |
Gianluca Fontana | Bass |
Guest/Session | |
Lindsay Schoolcraft | Vocals (soprano) |
Ignis Forasdomine | Organ |
Tiziana Ravetti | Vocals (soprano) |
Cristiano Caldera | Vocals (tenor) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Cadaveria | Cover art |
Flegias | Photography |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Mater Tenebrarum (Necrodeath cover) | 05:28 | Show lyrics |
Inferno’s book symbol of blasphemy and fear Unveils the still upbraided sign of death Mothers unite as one in shape of evil itself Darkness, tears and breathes MATER TENEBRARUM Vision of inverted, fallen destiny in sight The slave of hers inside of me Jezebels scream for your defeat by smell of vault Sacrifice your eyes to see MATER TENEBRARUM "BELLUM, MORTEM, CRUDELITATES SUBTILES ET IMMENSA FEREMUS, INQUIETAE SUMUS ET INSATIABILES, ODII SATURAE, SUBIECTAE ANIMI IMPETIS, FASTIDIUM, INVIDIA, DISCIDIUM, INTER NOS, SACERDOTES SATANAS STANT." Fires, devils, from the depth of horror Mothers demand the orgies of blood Threw your lighted candles to the ground Blest be the man that spares these sounds Dance, around the pale Uprising chalice holds my veins Obnoxious mind, cursed souls Desire of death, praying’ to meet ghouls Mothers, contend the reign The Antagonist, claims God’s domain They will break they will twist They will burn they’ll destroy |
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05:28 |
Return
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Band members | |
Marçelo Santos | Drums |
Cadaveria | Vocals |
Kris Laurent | Guitars |
Peter Dayton | Bass |
Guest/Session | |
Pier Gonella | Guitars |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Return (Deine Lakaien cover) | 04:04 | Show lyrics |
Waves in low tide Sounds of the night And my memories echo "Back again!" Stranger that I am In my own land Where no one will Remember my name When you hear me calling Will you be there? When you see me falling Will you be there? Time was the force Brought me back on course In the darkness Distant fires on a strand Time is my disguise Against hostile seeking eyes And the waves wipe out My footprints in the sand When you hear me calling Will you be there? When you see me falling Will you be there? Now my time has come Return into the sun ’Cause I’ve always been Searching for you If I win, if I loose No charge, no excuse All my wandering made sure: "My aims are true!" When you hear me calling Will you be there? When you see me falling Will you be there? |
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04:04 |
The Shadows’ Madame
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Band members | |
Baron Harkonen | Keyboards |
Marçelo Santos | Drums |
Cadaveria | Vocals |
Frank Booth | Guitars |
Killer Bob | Bass |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Flavio Bandiera | Photography (band) |
Alberto Cutolo | Mastering |
John DNA | Engineering |
Flegias | Artwork manipulation, Layout |
Robert Gregory Griffeth | Cover art, Photography |
Cadaveria | Artwork manipulation, Layout, Logo, Lyrics |
Killer Bob | Producer |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Spell | 05:53 | Show lyrics |
Beautiful witch give light to this black muddy sky Snatch darkness from these hours devoid of evening and morning devoid of stars and funereal lightnings. There is a path with no light and no moon I ran through it to rescue my flesh from the poisoned darts. Modify your mind follow the shapes from the red seven to the blue one Mark the sacred space in the name of wind and sound Say your solemn prayer to the burning fire Invoke the grace of water sources and raging oceans Invite earth’s creatures to your dance. May Rafe lead my soul to victory He’s the master of my turbid game May his energy bless my hand when I move the pieces His power protects my secret plan May his genius hasten the times. His presence secures my triumph. Enemies’ minds are frozen in a cloud of impotence Their projects are sentenced to fail No acts in the present, no acts in the future. Now destiny is engraved on eternal memories. Cosmic energies will spread it in the Universe. No forces in their bodies No life in their souls. |
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2. | Declaration of Spiritual Independence | 05:10 | Show lyrics |
My will is invulnerable like air with the sound of my voice the universe shrinks in a wrinkle of pain. Listen to me. I will nourish your flesh with blood dew Explore the labyrinth of memory and free yourself from the hypertrophy of remembrance. I want to awake from paralysis the icons buried in the absence and disharmony so that they can enjoy again an instant of contemplation and penetrate the realms of senses. This is the final call, the time of rebirth and catharsis the quietness after the storm Univocal language of phrases ancient like music Relish the essence of this immaterial fluid Principle of aggregation and disgregation, everywhere and nowhere Forsake the anguish and waver in the absolute freedom Let stasis convert into motion and let your essence strip of all lies. Throw your dice and enjoy the chance The moon could not appear again. |
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3. | In Memory of Shadows’ Madame | 04:12 | Show lyrics |
Diaphanous figure who silent rides death’s wisdom It’s said you came when the weary sky was sinking into its eternal sleep And that only your cry would have announced a new dawn Mistress of the air shaking the fronds of icy hills who at dawn caresses the bare branches of foggy plains You grew up as a lonely witness of existence’s foolish theatre On your visage the signs of a gloomy memory Your lips wound false innocents’ hearing with painful truths and biting sentences You knew the inner pleasure of senses the poetry of wind, the secret of fire Your will has the strength of thunder Your spirit the impetus of the final fight Oh great mother who lavishes love generating hate Enchanting muse of unspeakable fancies You will rise again from the ashes wrapping the great catastrophes Pure, joyful and immortal Darkness and light will eternally follow you in the temple of the new dreams In memory of Shadows’ Madame. |
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4. | Circle of Eternal Becoming | 04:57 | Show lyrics |
Primordial spells have been written on water’s surface The abyss silver heart conceals the eternal prayer Fire and wind contain the timeless secrets of the knowledge Ancestral spirits of the elemental space materialize their ethereal shape Dryads, Naiads, Devas, Oreads. I trust the practice and theory of what is agreed to call magic I believe in the spirits’ evocation, in the power to create magic illusions, in the visions of truth in the depth of mind. I believe mind’s boundaries shift continually and different minds can flow together, one into the other, and create or reveal a unique energy and individual memories are part of a great collective memory, the memory of Nature itself. Perpetual movement eternal rotation, oscillation of the night sky Oh silence devour the eternity of Time. As above, so below. My end is my beginning. |
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5. | The Magic Rebirth | 06:50 | Show lyrics |
Celebrate and praise the dead spirit, bury your hopes with him. Nobody and nothing can rejoice me except the world of pretence. The god doesn’t deserve my sacrifice and his image must not be transfigured in divinity Let me make experience of me, relish the horror of a bloodshed, feel an instinctive pleasure before what commonly stirs up disgust. And then I could approach following existences disembowel the unconscious. Express my verity, hidden or denied that will appear like a blind enigma to you. And I will find childlike purity again amorality that hurt the false minds. I will essay the elementary pulsations those you have secluded in dreams. Or destroyed with a symbolic castration. I prepare my magic death – I enter the reign of imagination – I enter the thunder’s memory And my body revives, my spirit is in peace, my heart is ready, my essence plunges into warm earth and my mind blends with the cosmic energy. We all raise with the sun and we’ll return to death like a drop of rain towards the wide ocean. I’ve dreamt a winged snake eating its own tail, encircling the earth. And a mountain of crystal bearing the child of an old witch who died confessing her sins. I woke up and I looked at myself in the black mirror and I felt a new magic strength enliven the blood time had frozen in my veins. Now I follow my religion and the brightness of my mind. Since now I revive I honour and respect the choices I made – I don’t let silence dominate my heart – I don’t let fear suffocate my shout. May the queen have new desires that come true with the heat of fire I close my circle lightning the candles of stars I celebrate my rebirth |
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6. | Black Glory | 04:11 | Show lyrics |
Purple flames celebrate the new warrior’s feats while dry tears take the old triumphs to a silent death The old men’s corpses consumes in an obscure dust while the new secret shines in a golden aura Past glories could rejoice only a brief instant Soon the new gloom’s birth will wrap the present and the future in a pall of algid fires and glacial quivers No blood is willing to be shed in memory of your sighs No wind will agitate the trees’ fronds at sunset The foul insect will suck the virgin infant’s pulp The fifth simulacrum’s sect will perish under the vibrating echo of the white queen Every sword is unarmed in the presence of the goddess’s dagger Every shield is smashed by the young witch The third magic star protects my mental acts The master of the astral fluid illuminates my path. |
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7. | Absolute Vacuum | 07:10 | Show lyrics |
This is the archetype that pre-exists the man Evil is an inner voice that transcends the life’s principle It is shameful and sharp, but secretly desired Don’t resist the charm of evil, let fire burn bright, obscure and contradictory form of bliss and lust It lives in our heart, but awfully beyond us. Death is certain but its time is a mystery forever unknown Every drop of my tears is eternal, death is eternal, it’s the evidence of everything’s end and corruption Suffering is pain, don’t mistake it for ache Ache is consciousness, everlasting expiation. You can’t defend yourself from the void nothing Lunacy is a false cure to mask emptiness Existence is tragic ’cause we begin to see the dawn only when darkness falls We have been called to live in the name of archaic myths To refuse them is like to fly with no fear to sink Into the eternal and primordial sleep To sink into the earth’s secret heart – We have been given a mask to lay upon our face to throw off it is like to feast with no fear to drink at the sacred source, to eat forbidden fruits, to learn the mysteries of fire, of water, of human souls, of our destiny The throb is dying out in a vibrating echo Cosmic memories protect us from the chaos Choices cannot be erased, neither by mind. |
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38:23 |
The Shadows’ Madame
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Marçelo Santos | Drums |
Cadaveria | Vocals |
Frank Booth | Guitars |
Killer Bob | Bass |
Baron Harkonen | Keyboards |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Alberto Cutolo | Mastering |
John DNA | Engineering |
Flegias | Artwork manipulation, Layout |
Robert Gregory Griffeth | Cover art, Photography |
Cadaveria | Artwork manipulation, Layout, Logo, Lyrics |
Killer Bob | Producer |
Flavio Bandiera | Photography (band) |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Spell | 05:53 | Show lyrics |
Beautiful witch give light to this black muddy sky Snatch darkness from these hours devoid of evening and morning devoid of stars and funereal lightnings. There is a path with no light and no moon I ran through it to rescue my flesh from the poisoned darts. Modify your mind follow the shapes from the red seven to the blue one Mark the sacred space in the name of wind and sound Say your solemn prayer to the burning fire Invoke the grace of water sources and raging oceans Invite earth’s creatures to your dance. May Rafe lead my soul to victory He’s the master of my turbid game May his energy bless my hand when I move the pieces His power protects my secret plan May his genius hasten the times. His presence secures my triumph. Enemies’ minds are frozen in a cloud of impotence Their projects are sentenced to fail No acts in the present, no acts in the future. Now destiny is engraved on eternal memories. Cosmic energies will spread it in the Universe. No forces in their bodies No life in their souls. |
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2. | Declaration of Spiritual Independence | 05:10 | Show lyrics |
My will is invulnerable like air with the sound of my voice the universe shrinks in a wrinkle of pain. Listen to me. I will nourish your flesh with blood dew Explore the labyrinth of memory and free yourself from the hypertrophy of remembrance. I want to awake from paralysis the icons buried in the absence and disharmony so that they can enjoy again an instant of contemplation and penetrate the realms of senses. This is the final call, the time of rebirth and catharsis the quietness after the storm Univocal language of phrases ancient like music Relish the essence of this immaterial fluid Principle of aggregation and disgregation, everywhere and nowhere Forsake the anguish and waver in the absolute freedom Let stasis convert into motion and let your essence strip of all lies. Throw your dice and enjoy the chance The moon could not appear again. |
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3. | In Memory of Shadows’ Madame | 04:12 | Show lyrics |
Diaphanous figure who silent rides death’s wisdom It’s said you came when the weary sky was sinking into its eternal sleep And that only your cry would have announced a new dawn Mistress of the air shaking the fronds of icy hills who at dawn caresses the bare branches of foggy plains You grew up as a lonely witness of existence’s foolish theatre On your visage the signs of a gloomy memory Your lips wound false innocents’ hearing with painful truths and biting sentences You knew the inner pleasure of senses the poetry of wind, the secret of fire Your will has the strength of thunder Your spirit the impetus of the final fight Oh great mother who lavishes love generating hate Enchanting muse of unspeakable fancies You will rise again from the ashes wrapping the great catastrophes Pure, joyful and immortal Darkness and light will eternally follow you in the temple of the new dreams In memory of Shadows’ Madame. |
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4. | Circle of Eternal Becoming | 04:57 | Show lyrics |
Primordial spells have been written on water’s surface The abyss silver heart conceals the eternal prayer Fire and wind contain the timeless secrets of the knowledge Ancestral spirits of the elemental space materialize their ethereal shape Dryads, Naiads, Devas, Oreads. I trust the practice and theory of what is agreed to call magic I believe in the spirits’ evocation, in the power to create magic illusions, in the visions of truth in the depth of mind. I believe mind’s boundaries shift continually and different minds can flow together, one into the other, and create or reveal a unique energy and individual memories are part of a great collective memory, the memory of Nature itself. Perpetual movement eternal rotation, oscillation of the night sky Oh silence devour the eternity of Time. As above, so below. My end is my beginning. |
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5. | The Magic Rebirth | 06:50 | Show lyrics |
Celebrate and praise the dead spirit, bury your hopes with him. Nobody and nothing can rejoice me except the world of pretence. The god doesn’t deserve my sacrifice and his image must not be transfigured in divinity Let me make experience of me, relish the horror of a bloodshed, feel an instinctive pleasure before what commonly stirs up disgust. And then I could approach following existences disembowel the unconscious. Express my verity, hidden or denied that will appear like a blind enigma to you. And I will find childlike purity again amorality that hurt the false minds. I will essay the elementary pulsations those you have secluded in dreams. Or destroyed with a symbolic castration. I prepare my magic death – I enter the reign of imagination – I enter the thunder’s memory And my body revives, my spirit is in peace, my heart is ready, my essence plunges into warm earth and my mind blends with the cosmic energy. We all raise with the sun and we’ll return to death like a drop of rain towards the wide ocean. I’ve dreamt a winged snake eating its own tail, encircling the earth. And a mountain of crystal bearing the child of an old witch who died confessing her sins. I woke up and I looked at myself in the black mirror and I felt a new magic strength enliven the blood time had frozen in my veins. Now I follow my religion and the brightness of my mind. Since now I revive I honour and respect the choices I made – I don’t let silence dominate my heart – I don’t let fear suffocate my shout. May the queen have new desires that come true with the heat of fire I close my circle lightning the candles of stars I celebrate my rebirth |
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6. | Black Glory | 04:11 | Show lyrics |
Purple flames celebrate the new warrior’s feats while dry tears take the old triumphs to a silent death The old men’s corpses consumes in an obscure dust while the new secret shines in a golden aura Past glories could rejoice only a brief instant Soon the new gloom’s birth will wrap the present and the future in a pall of algid fires and glacial quivers No blood is willing to be shed in memory of your sighs No wind will agitate the trees’ fronds at sunset The foul insect will suck the virgin infant’s pulp The fifth simulacrum’s sect will perish under the vibrating echo of the white queen Every sword is unarmed in the presence of the goddess’s dagger Every shield is smashed by the young witch The third magic star protects my mental acts The master of the astral fluid illuminates my path. |
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7. | Absolute Vacuum | 07:10 | Show lyrics |
This is the archetype that pre-exists the man Evil is an inner voice that transcends the life’s principle It is shameful and sharp, but secretly desired Don’t resist the charm of evil, let fire burn bright, obscure and contradictory form of bliss and lust It lives in our heart, but awfully beyond us. Death is certain but its time is a mystery forever unknown Every drop of my tears is eternal, death is eternal, it’s the evidence of everything’s end and corruption Suffering is pain, don’t mistake it for ache Ache is consciousness, everlasting expiation. You can’t defend yourself from the void nothing Lunacy is a false cure to mask emptiness Existence is tragic ’cause we begin to see the dawn only when darkness falls We have been called to live in the name of archaic myths To refuse them is like to fly with no fear to sink Into the eternal and primordial sleep To sink into the earth’s secret heart – We have been given a mask to lay upon our face to throw off it is like to feast with no fear to drink at the sacred source, to eat forbidden fruits, to learn the mysteries of fire, of water, of human souls, of our destiny The throb is dying out in a vibrating echo Cosmic memories protect us from the chaos Choices cannot be erased, neither by mind. |
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38:23 |
The Shadows’ Madame
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Marçelo Santos | Drums |
Cadaveria | Vocals |
Frank Booth | Guitars |
Killer Bob | Bass |
Baron Harkonen | Keyboards |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Alberto Cutolo | Mastering |
John DNA | Engineering |
Flegias | Artwork manipulation, Layout |
Robert Gregory Griffeth | Cover art, Photography |
Cadaveria | Artwork manipulation, Layout, Logo, Lyrics |
Killer Bob | Producer |
Flavio Bandiera | Photography (band) |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Spell | 05:53 | Show lyrics |
Beautiful witch give light to this black muddy sky Snatch darkness from these hours devoid of evening and morning devoid of stars and funereal lightnings. There is a path with no light and no moon I ran through it to rescue my flesh from the poisoned darts. Modify your mind follow the shapes from the red seven to the blue one Mark the sacred space in the name of wind and sound Say your solemn prayer to the burning fire Invoke the grace of water sources and raging oceans Invite earth’s creatures to your dance. May Rafe lead my soul to victory He’s the master of my turbid game May his energy bless my hand when I move the pieces His power protects my secret plan May his genius hasten the times. His presence secures my triumph. Enemies’ minds are frozen in a cloud of impotence Their projects are sentenced to fail No acts in the present, no acts in the future. Now destiny is engraved on eternal memories. Cosmic energies will spread it in the Universe. No forces in their bodies No life in their souls. |
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2. | Declaration of Spiritual Independence | 05:10 | Show lyrics |
My will is invulnerable like air with the sound of my voice the universe shrinks in a wrinkle of pain. Listen to me. I will nourish your flesh with blood dew Explore the labyrinth of memory and free yourself from the hypertrophy of remembrance. I want to awake from paralysis the icons buried in the absence and disharmony so that they can enjoy again an instant of contemplation and penetrate the realms of senses. This is the final call, the time of rebirth and catharsis the quietness after the storm Univocal language of phrases ancient like music Relish the essence of this immaterial fluid Principle of aggregation and disgregation, everywhere and nowhere Forsake the anguish and waver in the absolute freedom Let stasis convert into motion and let your essence strip of all lies. Throw your dice and enjoy the chance The moon could not appear again. |
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3. | In Memory of Shadows’ Madame | 04:11 | Show lyrics |
Diaphanous figure who silent rides death’s wisdom It’s said you came when the weary sky was sinking into its eternal sleep And that only your cry would have announced a new dawn Mistress of the air shaking the fronds of icy hills who at dawn caresses the bare branches of foggy plains You grew up as a lonely witness of existence’s foolish theatre On your visage the signs of a gloomy memory Your lips wound false innocents’ hearing with painful truths and biting sentences You knew the inner pleasure of senses the poetry of wind, the secret of fire Your will has the strength of thunder Your spirit the impetus of the final fight Oh great mother who lavishes love generating hate Enchanting muse of unspeakable fancies You will rise again from the ashes wrapping the great catastrophes Pure, joyful and immortal Darkness and light will eternally follow you in the temple of the new dreams In memory of Shadows’ Madame. |
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4. | Circle of Eternal Becoming | 04:57 | Show lyrics |
Primordial spells have been written on water’s surface The abyss silver heart conceals the eternal prayer Fire and wind contain the timeless secrets of the knowledge Ancestral spirits of the elemental space materialize their ethereal shape Dryads, Naiads, Devas, Oreads. I trust the practice and theory of what is agreed to call magic I believe in the spirits’ evocation, in the power to create magic illusions, in the visions of truth in the depth of mind. I believe mind’s boundaries shift continually and different minds can flow together, one into the other, and create or reveal a unique energy and individual memories are part of a great collective memory, the memory of Nature itself. Perpetual movement eternal rotation, oscillation of the night sky Oh silence devour the eternity of Time. As above, so below. My end is my beginning. |
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5. | The Magic Rebirth | 06:51 | Show lyrics |
Celebrate and praise the dead spirit, bury your hopes with him. Nobody and nothing can rejoice me except the world of pretence. The god doesn’t deserve my sacrifice and his image must not be transfigured in divinity Let me make experience of me, relish the horror of a bloodshed, feel an instinctive pleasure before what commonly stirs up disgust. And then I could approach following existences disembowel the unconscious. Express my verity, hidden or denied that will appear like a blind enigma to you. And I will find childlike purity again amorality that hurt the false minds. I will essay the elementary pulsations those you have secluded in dreams. Or destroyed with a symbolic castration. I prepare my magic death – I enter the reign of imagination – I enter the thunder’s memory And my body revives, my spirit is in peace, my heart is ready, my essence plunges into warm earth and my mind blends with the cosmic energy. We all raise with the sun and we’ll return to death like a drop of rain towards the wide ocean. I’ve dreamt a winged snake eating its own tail, encircling the earth. And a mountain of crystal bearing the child of an old witch who died confessing her sins. I woke up and I looked at myself in the black mirror and I felt a new magic strength enliven the blood time had frozen in my veins. Now I follow my religion and the brightness of my mind. Since now I revive I honour and respect the choices I made – I don’t let silence dominate my heart – I don’t let fear suffocate my shout. May the queen have new desires that come true with the heat of fire I close my circle lightning the candles of stars I celebrate my rebirth |
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6. | Black Glory | 04:10 | Show lyrics |
Purple flames celebrate the new warrior’s feats while dry tears take the old triumphs to a silent death The old men’s corpses consumes in an obscure dust while the new secret shines in a golden aura Past glories could rejoice only a brief instant Soon the new gloom’s birth will wrap the present and the future in a pall of algid fires and glacial quivers No blood is willing to be shed in memory of your sighs No wind will agitate the trees’ fronds at sunset The foul insect will suck the virgin infant’s pulp The fifth simulacrum’s sect will perish under the vibrating echo of the white queen Every sword is unarmed in the presence of the goddess’s dagger Every shield is smashed by the young witch The third magic star protects my mental acts The master of the astral fluid illuminates my path. |
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7. | Absolute Vacuum | 07:10 | Show lyrics |
This is the archetype that pre-exists the man Evil is an inner voice that transcends the life’s principle It is shameful and sharp, but secretly desired Don’t resist the charm of evil, let fire burn bright, obscure and contradictory form of bliss and lust It lives in our heart, but awfully beyond us. Death is certain but its time is a mystery forever unknown Every drop of my tears is eternal, death is eternal, it’s the evidence of everything’s end and corruption Suffering is pain, don’t mistake it for ache Ache is consciousness, everlasting expiation. You can’t defend yourself from the void nothing Lunacy is a false cure to mask emptiness Existence is tragic ’cause we begin to see the dawn only when darkness falls We have been called to live in the name of archaic myths To refuse them is like to fly with no fear to sink Into the eternal and primordial sleep To sink into the earth’s secret heart – We have been given a mask to lay upon our face to throw off it is like to feast with no fear to drink at the sacred source, to eat forbidden fruits, to learn the mysteries of fire, of water, of human souls, of our destiny The throb is dying out in a vibrating echo Cosmic memories protect us from the chaos Choices cannot be erased, neither by mind. |
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38:22 |
The Shadows’ Madame
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Marçelo Santos | Drums |
Cadaveria | Vocals |
Frank Booth | Guitars |
Killer Bob | Bass |
Baron Harkonen | Keyboards |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Alberto Cutolo | Mastering |
John DNA | Engineering |
Flegias | Artwork manipulation, Layout |
Robert Gregory Griffeth | Cover art, Photography |
Cadaveria | Artwork manipulation, Layout, Logo, Lyrics |
Killer Bob | Producer |
Flavio Bandiera | Photography (band) |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Spell | 05:53 | Show lyrics |
Beautiful witch give light to this black muddy sky Snatch darkness from these hours devoid of evening and morning devoid of stars and funereal lightnings. There is a path with no light and no moon I ran through it to rescue my flesh from the poisoned darts. Modify your mind follow the shapes from the red seven to the blue one Mark the sacred space in the name of wind and sound Say your solemn prayer to the burning fire Invoke the grace of water sources and raging oceans Invite earth’s creatures to your dance. May Rafe lead my soul to victory He’s the master of my turbid game May his energy bless my hand when I move the pieces His power protects my secret plan May his genius hasten the times. His presence secures my triumph. Enemies’ minds are frozen in a cloud of impotence Their projects are sentenced to fail No acts in the present, no acts in the future. Now destiny is engraved on eternal memories. Cosmic energies will spread it in the Universe. No forces in their bodies No life in their souls. |
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2. | Declaration of Spiritual Independence | 05:10 | Show lyrics |
My will is invulnerable like air with the sound of my voice the universe shrinks in a wrinkle of pain. Listen to me. I will nourish your flesh with blood dew Explore the labyrinth of memory and free yourself from the hypertrophy of remembrance. I want to awake from paralysis the icons buried in the absence and disharmony so that they can enjoy again an instant of contemplation and penetrate the realms of senses. This is the final call, the time of rebirth and catharsis the quietness after the storm Univocal language of phrases ancient like music Relish the essence of this immaterial fluid Principle of aggregation and disgregation, everywhere and nowhere Forsake the anguish and waver in the absolute freedom Let stasis convert into motion and let your essence strip of all lies. Throw your dice and enjoy the chance The moon could not appear again. |
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3. | In Memory of Shadows’ Madame | 04:12 | Show lyrics |
Diaphanous figure who silent rides death’s wisdom It’s said you came when the weary sky was sinking into its eternal sleep And that only your cry would have announced a new dawn Mistress of the air shaking the fronds of icy hills who at dawn caresses the bare branches of foggy plains You grew up as a lonely witness of existence’s foolish theatre On your visage the signs of a gloomy memory Your lips wound false innocents’ hearing with painful truths and biting sentences You knew the inner pleasure of senses the poetry of wind, the secret of fire Your will has the strength of thunder Your spirit the impetus of the final fight Oh great mother who lavishes love generating hate Enchanting muse of unspeakable fancies You will rise again from the ashes wrapping the great catastrophes Pure, joyful and immortal Darkness and light will eternally follow you in the temple of the new dreams In memory of Shadows’ Madame. |
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4. | Circle of Eternal Becoming | 04:57 | Show lyrics |
Primordial spells have been written on water’s surface The abyss silver heart conceals the eternal prayer Fire and wind contain the timeless secrets of the knowledge Ancestral spirits of the elemental space materialize their ethereal shape Dryads, Naiads, Devas, Oreads. I trust the practice and theory of what is agreed to call magic I believe in the spirits’ evocation, in the power to create magic illusions, in the visions of truth in the depth of mind. I believe mind’s boundaries shift continually and different minds can flow together, one into the other, and create or reveal a unique energy and individual memories are part of a great collective memory, the memory of Nature itself. Perpetual movement eternal rotation, oscillation of the night sky Oh silence devour the eternity of Time. As above, so below. My end is my beginning. |
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5. | The Magic Rebirth | 06:50 | Show lyrics |
Celebrate and praise the dead spirit, bury your hopes with him. Nobody and nothing can rejoice me except the world of pretence. The god doesn’t deserve my sacrifice and his image must not be transfigured in divinity Let me make experience of me, relish the horror of a bloodshed, feel an instinctive pleasure before what commonly stirs up disgust. And then I could approach following existences disembowel the unconscious. Express my verity, hidden or denied that will appear like a blind enigma to you. And I will find childlike purity again amorality that hurt the false minds. I will essay the elementary pulsations those you have secluded in dreams. Or destroyed with a symbolic castration. I prepare my magic death – I enter the reign of imagination – I enter the thunder’s memory And my body revives, my spirit is in peace, my heart is ready, my essence plunges into warm earth and my mind blends with the cosmic energy. We all raise with the sun and we’ll return to death like a drop of rain towards the wide ocean. I’ve dreamt a winged snake eating its own tail, encircling the earth. And a mountain of crystal bearing the child of an old witch who died confessing her sins. I woke up and I looked at myself in the black mirror and I felt a new magic strength enliven the blood time had frozen in my veins. Now I follow my religion and the brightness of my mind. Since now I revive I honour and respect the choices I made – I don’t let silence dominate my heart – I don’t let fear suffocate my shout. May the queen have new desires that come true with the heat of fire I close my circle lightning the candles of stars I celebrate my rebirth |
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6. | Black Glory | 04:11 | Show lyrics |
Purple flames celebrate the new warrior’s feats while dry tears take the old triumphs to a silent death The old men’s corpses consumes in an obscure dust while the new secret shines in a golden aura Past glories could rejoice only a brief instant Soon the new gloom’s birth will wrap the present and the future in a pall of algid fires and glacial quivers No blood is willing to be shed in memory of your sighs No wind will agitate the trees’ fronds at sunset The foul insect will suck the virgin infant’s pulp The fifth simulacrum’s sect will perish under the vibrating echo of the white queen Every sword is unarmed in the presence of the goddess’s dagger Every shield is smashed by the young witch The third magic star protects my mental acts The master of the astral fluid illuminates my path. |
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7. | Absolute Vacuum | 07:10 | Show lyrics |
This is the archetype that pre-exists the man Evil is an inner voice that transcends the life’s principle It is shameful and sharp, but secretly desired Don’t resist the charm of evil, let fire burn bright, obscure and contradictory form of bliss and lust It lives in our heart, but awfully beyond us. Death is certain but its time is a mystery forever unknown Every drop of my tears is eternal, death is eternal, it’s the evidence of everything’s end and corruption Suffering is pain, don’t mistake it for ache Ache is consciousness, everlasting expiation. You can’t defend yourself from the void nothing Lunacy is a false cure to mask emptiness Existence is tragic ’cause we begin to see the dawn only when darkness falls We have been called to live in the name of archaic myths To refuse them is like to fly with no fear to sink Into the eternal and primordial sleep To sink into the earth’s secret heart – We have been given a mask to lay upon our face to throw off it is like to feast with no fear to drink at the sacred source, to eat forbidden fruits, to learn the mysteries of fire, of water, of human souls, of our destiny The throb is dying out in a vibrating echo Cosmic memories protect us from the chaos Choices cannot be erased, neither by mind. |
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38:23 |
Far Away from Conformity
Members | |
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Band members | |
Cadaveria | Vocals, Songwriting |
Frank Booth | Guitars, Songwriting |
John | Bass |
Alberto Gaggiotti | Drums, Songwriting |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Killer Bob | Producer, Engineering |
Cadaveria | Artwork, Design, Layout, Lyrics |
MichelleX | Photography |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Blood and Confusion | 05:13 | Show lyrics |
Words confuse and create equivocal thoughts Thoughts silently transmit our inner essence The eternal silence leads to oblivion. I am contradiction, the boundary, inside and outside I am difficulty, immoderation, mannerism, simplicity, rigor, baroque, minimalism I’m like this music that twists around itself, that gets torn and recomposes. I’m the result of a test, the survivor of a living Rottenly imbued of my life, counterpoint to the petrification of pain Heap of rocks, skeleton of soul, voice suspended in a dream Longing for entering the mystery of visible For tasting the sweet horror vacui. I listen to the silence I feed myself with fear, rage, anguish and unspoken sensations Surprised and spellbound by the grotesque and eclectic revelation of things. I perceive something tragic here And my mind is blood and confusion. |
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2. | Eleven Three O Three | 04:06 | Show lyrics |
Move your body to the rhythm of passion Let senses overwhelm ratio Don’t ask anything to yourself Don’t waste this moment The echo of weeping is armored in wind That accomplice carries it far away So that it could never be refracted on your heart’s walls again. This is a gift nobody can ever steal you A flame neither the ocean can extinguish ’till you will protect this treasure in a sacred secret No external force could disfigure the sweet aspect of this pulsing joy Feed on this embrace with love, respect and hope Consecrate the event in the name of supreme emotion Entwine in a sacred knot the shining wefts of this harmonious desire Then throw it into the cosmos’ centre where the royal energies meet So that it can preserve itself and vibrate forever in magnificent poetry. |
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3. | Irreverent Elegy | 05:10 | Show lyrics |
My life is made of emotions, passions and horrors, ’cause when you truly live you can even fall into deep pain My bed is made of small fresh leaves, moving slowly like a requiem My temple is made of dark gloomy trees, coming loose along a black oval path My chant is a desperate and irreverent elegy, composed in honour of those who have no reserve and fear Hordes of maleficent and false sins come back upon me. Shall I ever let my mind wander over the sad effect this filthy disease causes to my limbs and to my heart? I believe the persistence of the thin line of hope is worth this effort I believe its benefice can reach the intensity of full and perpetual delight Nothing is true, all is allowed In every dramatic situation there is a subtended element of absurdity and humor Every dogma contains something unhealthy and corrosive Our identities change every day with our memories We are not always what we really are, ’cause we reinvent ourselves We change our skin and consistence And we lie with innocence, trusting our memory. |
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4. | The Divine Rapture | 06:38 | Show lyrics |
Bewitched by the eternal rhythm of divine breath, perverse he smiled to the prickly knock of rain drops, his body was cruel like beauty, his eyes incandescent like silk. Transfixed by an absolute lightning of freedom, He freed himself in an uncensored dance. Possessed by a pressing desire of being, fibrillation of misleading welfare. Star, unreachable demiurge, ice, frost and silence. A light dyed with ghost-white his heart, gusts of jade struck his memory. Icon of collective dreams, pulverized by magic fears, ancient gold of a waste land. He turned his thoughts into words and his words into actions And his moan was like a sweet chant without words. |
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5. | Omen of Delirium | 06:10 | Show lyrics |
Disciples of obsolete and unthinkable commerce scrawled in Etruscan language Dependents on not yet synthesized drugs People of the black market of the third world war Practicing absurd telepathic sensitivities Obstetricians of the spirit Investigators of dissipations denounced by bland paranoiac chess players Servants of unlikely fragmentary guarantees transcribed in Jewish stenography Imbuing the spirit with unspeakable mutilations Surly police officers of not prostituted lands Junk dealers, sellers of delicious nightmares and of yearnings dried on cells saturated and affected with unknown pathologies Bartered with the rough material of the will Drinkers of heavy fluid sealed in shining amber of dreams. I shell never forget the unspeakable horror that froze the lymph in my glands, when the maleficent word scared my shaky brain. |
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6. | Call Me (Blondie cover) | 03:43 | Show lyrics |
Call on me, oh call up, baby. Call on me, oh call. Call on me oh call up, darling. I know who you are. Come up off your calling chart. I know where you’re coming from. Call me (call me) on the line. Call me, call me any anytime. Call me (call me), I’ll arrive. You can call me any day or night. Call me! Cover me with kisses, baby. Cover me with love. Roll me in designer sheets. I’ll never get enough. Emotions come, I don’t know why. Cover of love’s alibi. Call me (call me) on the line. Call me, call me any anytime. Call me (call me), I’ll arrive. When you’re ready we can share the wine. Call me. Ooh, he speaks the languages of love. Ooh, amore, chiamami (chiamami). Ooh, appelle-moi, mon cheri (appelle-moi). Anytime, anyplace, anywhere, anyway! Anytime, anyplace, anywhere, any day! Call me (call me) my love. Call me, call me any anytime. Call me (call me) for a ride. Call me, call me for some overtime. Call me (call me) my love. Call me, call me in a sweet design. Call me, call me for your lover’s lover’s alibi. Call me (call me) I don’t mind. Call me, call me any anytime.. Call me. Oh, call me, ooh ooh ah. Call me my love. Call me, call me any anytime |
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7. | Out Body Experience | 05:06 | Show lyrics |
Splitting of median entity Practice of doubt I look for the truth in the silent shine of your eyes Speaking with the forces of the air Good vibrations, cries and whispers United in the great enchantment of sound To die remaining invisible To fly with the wings of anti-time To unload the wagons of nothing To fling your heart behind the wall Essence of musk and almonds water Concealed behind the closed eyelids of transparent lives Consoled by a sublime forbidden sweetness The memory rewinds again And it grows with new colors Emotional kaleidoscope Crystal of red glass drops Casket of shattered thoughts Cut off light resetting the past Filtrating the space, adoring emptiness Inconsistent entity baptized in rain Vivid presence recreated from dust. |
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8. | Prayer of Sorrow | 05:30 | Show lyrics |
Imploring visage An invisible barbed wire has encircled your wrist Leading you to an irrepressible scandal of sincerity I will quench your eyelids forever, so that you stop feeding yourself with others’ memory Presage of intimate speeches and of obscure and obsessive fantasies Unavoidable condemnation, complicity, extraneousness I will never know your truth, nor you mine. We will always be uncertain about life. Bold human beings with severe look, who climb the mountains of loneliness Trembling in the panic of desertion we librate in the luxury of a bitter calyx To know the secret of love that doesn’t ask anything I don’t want to be forced to laugh just to gratify you I want to startle in a harmonious discretion To dance in the funereal garden of roses, to deny a divided god To say the prayer of sorrow, to lose myself in an angelic orgasm. |
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9. | Vox of Anti-Time | 05:55 | Show lyrics |
Distorted walls cannot tear the lights of thunder and the flashes of reason If something must still happen, it shall happen following the rules of anti-logic Flee from the ignoble joke of nature, that vegetates in company of the fetid ignorance Don’t burn your energy trying to stand your anti-you Scratch lunacy and remember that, after all, everything can be brought back to a ridiculous game by the vox of anti-time. You cannot separate happiness from your life, as your life is not exempt form tragedy World is made the contrary of what the common sense is done It leans on a ignorant and unthankful substratum, that sings hosanna to the ones who kill and spits on those who celebrate the excitement of life, that worships the false prophets refusing the simplicity of sincere feelings, to protect his own inconsistent shell from the disappointment of raw truth. I am against every stereotype or icons I yearn an antiseptic space, impatient and devoid of shame I know it exists, it is inside me Sometimes outside me I’ve been there with my mind. |
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47:31 |
Far Away from Conformity
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Cadaveria | Vocals, Songwriting |
Frank Booth | Guitars, Songwriting |
John | Bass |
Alberto Gaggiotti | Drums, Songwriting |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Killer Bob | Producer, Engineering |
Cadaveria | Artwork, Design, Layout, Lyrics |
MichelleX | Photography |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Blood and Confusion | 05:13 | Show lyrics |
Words confuse and create equivocal thoughts Thoughts silently transmit our inner essence The eternal silence leads to oblivion. I am contradiction, the boundary, inside and outside I am difficulty, immoderation, mannerism, simplicity, rigor, baroque, minimalism I’m like this music that twists around itself, that gets torn and recomposes. I’m the result of a test, the survivor of a living Rottenly imbued of my life, counterpoint to the petrification of pain Heap of rocks, skeleton of soul, voice suspended in a dream Longing for entering the mystery of visible For tasting the sweet horror vacui. I listen to the silence I feed myself with fear, rage, anguish and unspoken sensations Surprised and spellbound by the grotesque and eclectic revelation of things. I perceive something tragic here And my mind is blood and confusion. |
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2. | Eleven Three O Three | 04:06 | Show lyrics |
Move your body to the rhythm of passion Let senses overwhelm ratio Don’t ask anything to yourself Don’t waste this moment The echo of weeping is armored in wind That accomplice carries it far away So that it could never be refracted on your heart’s walls again. This is a gift nobody can ever steal you A flame neither the ocean can extinguish ’till you will protect this treasure in a sacred secret No external force could disfigure the sweet aspect of this pulsing joy Feed on this embrace with love, respect and hope Consecrate the event in the name of supreme emotion Entwine in a sacred knot the shining wefts of this harmonious desire Then throw it into the cosmos’ centre where the royal energies meet So that it can preserve itself and vibrate forever in magnificent poetry. |
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3. | Irreverent Elegy | 05:10 | Show lyrics |
My life is made of emotions, passions and horrors, ’cause when you truly live you can even fall into deep pain My bed is made of small fresh leaves, moving slowly like a requiem My temple is made of dark gloomy trees, coming loose along a black oval path My chant is a desperate and irreverent elegy, composed in honour of those who have no reserve and fear Hordes of maleficent and false sins come back upon me. Shall I ever let my mind wander over the sad effect this filthy disease causes to my limbs and to my heart? I believe the persistence of the thin line of hope is worth this effort I believe its benefice can reach the intensity of full and perpetual delight Nothing is true, all is allowed In every dramatic situation there is a subtended element of absurdity and humor Every dogma contains something unhealthy and corrosive Our identities change every day with our memories We are not always what we really are, ’cause we reinvent ourselves We change our skin and consistence And we lie with innocence, trusting our memory. |
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4. | The Divine Rapture | 06:38 | Show lyrics |
Bewitched by the eternal rhythm of divine breath, perverse he smiled to the prickly knock of rain drops, his body was cruel like beauty, his eyes incandescent like silk. Transfixed by an absolute lightning of freedom, He freed himself in an uncensored dance. Possessed by a pressing desire of being, fibrillation of misleading welfare. Star, unreachable demiurge, ice, frost and silence. A light dyed with ghost-white his heart, gusts of jade struck his memory. Icon of collective dreams, pulverized by magic fears, ancient gold of a waste land. He turned his thoughts into words and his words into actions And his moan was like a sweet chant without words. |
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5. | Omen of Delirium | 06:10 | Show lyrics |
Disciples of obsolete and unthinkable commerce scrawled in Etruscan language Dependents on not yet synthesized drugs People of the black market of the third world war Practicing absurd telepathic sensitivities Obstetricians of the spirit Investigators of dissipations denounced by bland paranoiac chess players Servants of unlikely fragmentary guarantees transcribed in Jewish stenography Imbuing the spirit with unspeakable mutilations Surly police officers of not prostituted lands Junk dealers, sellers of delicious nightmares and of yearnings dried on cells saturated and affected with unknown pathologies Bartered with the rough material of the will Drinkers of heavy fluid sealed in shining amber of dreams. I shell never forget the unspeakable horror that froze the lymph in my glands, when the maleficent word scared my shaky brain. |
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6. | Call Me (Blondie cover) | 03:43 | Show lyrics |
Call on me, oh call up, baby. Call on me, oh call. Call on me oh call up, darling. I know who you are. Come up off your calling chart. I know where you’re coming from. Call me (call me) on the line. Call me, call me any anytime. Call me (call me), I’ll arrive. You can call me any day or night. Call me! Cover me with kisses, baby. Cover me with love. Roll me in designer sheets. I’ll never get enough. Emotions come, I don’t know why. Cover of love’s alibi. Call me (call me) on the line. Call me, call me any anytime. Call me (call me), I’ll arrive. When you’re ready we can share the wine. Call me. Ooh, he speaks the languages of love. Ooh, amore, chiamami (chiamami). Ooh, appelle-moi, mon cheri (appelle-moi). Anytime, anyplace, anywhere, anyway! Anytime, anyplace, anywhere, any day! Call me (call me) my love. Call me, call me any anytime. Call me (call me) for a ride. Call me, call me for some overtime. Call me (call me) my love. Call me, call me in a sweet design. Call me, call me for your lover’s lover’s alibi. Call me (call me) I don’t mind. Call me, call me any anytime.. Call me. Oh, call me, ooh ooh ah. Call me my love. Call me, call me any anytime |
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7. | Out Body Experience | 05:06 | Show lyrics |
Splitting of median entity Practice of doubt I look for the truth in the silent shine of your eyes Speaking with the forces of the air Good vibrations, cries and whispers United in the great enchantment of sound To die remaining invisible To fly with the wings of anti-time To unload the wagons of nothing To fling your heart behind the wall Essence of musk and almonds water Concealed behind the closed eyelids of transparent lives Consoled by a sublime forbidden sweetness The memory rewinds again And it grows with new colors Emotional kaleidoscope Crystal of red glass drops Casket of shattered thoughts Cut off light resetting the past Filtrating the space, adoring emptiness Inconsistent entity baptized in rain Vivid presence recreated from dust. |
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8. | Prayer of Sorrow | 05:30 | Show lyrics |
Imploring visage An invisible barbed wire has encircled your wrist Leading you to an irrepressible scandal of sincerity I will quench your eyelids forever, so that you stop feeding yourself with others’ memory Presage of intimate speeches and of obscure and obsessive fantasies Unavoidable condemnation, complicity, extraneousness I will never know your truth, nor you mine. We will always be uncertain about life. Bold human beings with severe look, who climb the mountains of loneliness Trembling in the panic of desertion we librate in the luxury of a bitter calyx To know the secret of love that doesn’t ask anything I don’t want to be forced to laugh just to gratify you I want to startle in a harmonious discretion To dance in the funereal garden of roses, to deny a divided god To say the prayer of sorrow, to lose myself in an angelic orgasm. |
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9. | Vox of Anti-Time | 05:55 | Show lyrics |
Distorted walls cannot tear the lights of thunder and the flashes of reason If something must still happen, it shall happen following the rules of anti-logic Flee from the ignoble joke of nature, that vegetates in company of the fetid ignorance Don’t burn your energy trying to stand your anti-you Scratch lunacy and remember that, after all, everything can be brought back to a ridiculous game by the vox of anti-time. You cannot separate happiness from your life, as your life is not exempt form tragedy World is made the contrary of what the common sense is done It leans on a ignorant and unthankful substratum, that sings hosanna to the ones who kill and spits on those who celebrate the excitement of life, that worships the false prophets refusing the simplicity of sincere feelings, to protect his own inconsistent shell from the disappointment of raw truth. I am against every stereotype or icons I yearn an antiseptic space, impatient and devoid of shame I know it exists, it is inside me Sometimes outside me I’ve been there with my mind. |
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47:31 |
Far Away from Conformity
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Cadaveria | Vocals, Songwriting |
Frank Booth | Guitars, Songwriting |
John | Bass |
Alberto Gaggiotti | Drums, Songwriting |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Killer Bob | Producer, Engineering |
Cadaveria | Artwork, Design, Layout, Lyrics |
MichelleX | Photography |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Blood and Confusion | 05:13 | Show lyrics |
Words confuse and create equivocal thoughts Thoughts silently transmit our inner essence The eternal silence leads to oblivion. I am contradiction, the boundary, inside and outside I am difficulty, immoderation, mannerism, simplicity, rigor, baroque, minimalism I’m like this music that twists around itself, that gets torn and recomposes. I’m the result of a test, the survivor of a living Rottenly imbued of my life, counterpoint to the petrification of pain Heap of rocks, skeleton of soul, voice suspended in a dream Longing for entering the mystery of visible For tasting the sweet horror vacui. I listen to the silence I feed myself with fear, rage, anguish and unspoken sensations Surprised and spellbound by the grotesque and eclectic revelation of things. I perceive something tragic here And my mind is blood and confusion. |
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2. | Eleven Three O Three | 04:06 | Show lyrics |
Move your body to the rhythm of passion Let senses overwhelm ratio Don’t ask anything to yourself Don’t waste this moment The echo of weeping is armored in wind That accomplice carries it far away So that it could never be refracted on your heart’s walls again. This is a gift nobody can ever steal you A flame neither the ocean can extinguish ’till you will protect this treasure in a sacred secret No external force could disfigure the sweet aspect of this pulsing joy Feed on this embrace with love, respect and hope Consecrate the event in the name of supreme emotion Entwine in a sacred knot the shining wefts of this harmonious desire Then throw it into the cosmos’ centre where the royal energies meet So that it can preserve itself and vibrate forever in magnificent poetry. |
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3. | Irreverent Elegy | 05:10 | Show lyrics |
My life is made of emotions, passions and horrors, ’cause when you truly live you can even fall into deep pain My bed is made of small fresh leaves, moving slowly like a requiem My temple is made of dark gloomy trees, coming loose along a black oval path My chant is a desperate and irreverent elegy, composed in honour of those who have no reserve and fear Hordes of maleficent and false sins come back upon me. Shall I ever let my mind wander over the sad effect this filthy disease causes to my limbs and to my heart? I believe the persistence of the thin line of hope is worth this effort I believe its benefice can reach the intensity of full and perpetual delight Nothing is true, all is allowed In every dramatic situation there is a subtended element of absurdity and humor Every dogma contains something unhealthy and corrosive Our identities change every day with our memories We are not always what we really are, ’cause we reinvent ourselves We change our skin and consistence And we lie with innocence, trusting our memory. |
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4. | The Divine Rapture | 06:38 | Show lyrics |
Bewitched by the eternal rhythm of divine breath, perverse he smiled to the prickly knock of rain drops, his body was cruel like beauty, his eyes incandescent like silk. Transfixed by an absolute lightning of freedom, He freed himself in an uncensored dance. Possessed by a pressing desire of being, fibrillation of misleading welfare. Star, unreachable demiurge, ice, frost and silence. A light dyed with ghost-white his heart, gusts of jade struck his memory. Icon of collective dreams, pulverized by magic fears, ancient gold of a waste land. He turned his thoughts into words and his words into actions And his moan was like a sweet chant without words. |
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5. | Omen of Delirium | 06:10 | Show lyrics |
Disciples of obsolete and unthinkable commerce scrawled in Etruscan language Dependents on not yet synthesized drugs People of the black market of the third world war Practicing absurd telepathic sensitivities Obstetricians of the spirit Investigators of dissipations denounced by bland paranoiac chess players Servants of unlikely fragmentary guarantees transcribed in Jewish stenography Imbuing the spirit with unspeakable mutilations Surly police officers of not prostituted lands Junk dealers, sellers of delicious nightmares and of yearnings dried on cells saturated and affected with unknown pathologies Bartered with the rough material of the will Drinkers of heavy fluid sealed in shining amber of dreams. I shell never forget the unspeakable horror that froze the lymph in my glands, when the maleficent word scared my shaky brain. |
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6. | Call Me (Blondie cover) | 03:43 | Show lyrics |
Call on me, oh call up, baby. Call on me, oh call. Call on me oh call up, darling. I know who you are. Come up off your calling chart. I know where you’re coming from. Call me (call me) on the line. Call me, call me any anytime. Call me (call me), I’ll arrive. You can call me any day or night. Call me! Cover me with kisses, baby. Cover me with love. Roll me in designer sheets. I’ll never get enough. Emotions come, I don’t know why. Cover of love’s alibi. Call me (call me) on the line. Call me, call me any anytime. Call me (call me), I’ll arrive. When you’re ready we can share the wine. Call me. Ooh, he speaks the languages of love. Ooh, amore, chiamami (chiamami). Ooh, appelle-moi, mon cheri (appelle-moi). Anytime, anyplace, anywhere, anyway! Anytime, anyplace, anywhere, any day! Call me (call me) my love. Call me, call me any anytime. Call me (call me) for a ride. Call me, call me for some overtime. Call me (call me) my love. Call me, call me in a sweet design. Call me, call me for your lover’s lover’s alibi. Call me (call me) I don’t mind. Call me, call me any anytime.. Call me. Oh, call me, ooh ooh ah. Call me my love. Call me, call me any anytime |
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7. | Out Body Experience | 05:06 | Show lyrics |
Splitting of median entity Practice of doubt I look for the truth in the silent shine of your eyes Speaking with the forces of the air Good vibrations, cries and whispers United in the great enchantment of sound To die remaining invisible To fly with the wings of anti-time To unload the wagons of nothing To fling your heart behind the wall Essence of musk and almonds water Concealed behind the closed eyelids of transparent lives Consoled by a sublime forbidden sweetness The memory rewinds again And it grows with new colors Emotional kaleidoscope Crystal of red glass drops Casket of shattered thoughts Cut off light resetting the past Filtrating the space, adoring emptiness Inconsistent entity baptized in rain Vivid presence recreated from dust. |
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8. | Prayer of Sorrow | 05:30 | Show lyrics |
Imploring visage An invisible barbed wire has encircled your wrist Leading you to an irrepressible scandal of sincerity I will quench your eyelids forever, so that you stop feeding yourself with others’ memory Presage of intimate speeches and of obscure and obsessive fantasies Unavoidable condemnation, complicity, extraneousness I will never know your truth, nor you mine. We will always be uncertain about life. Bold human beings with severe look, who climb the mountains of loneliness Trembling in the panic of desertion we librate in the luxury of a bitter calyx To know the secret of love that doesn’t ask anything I don’t want to be forced to laugh just to gratify you I want to startle in a harmonious discretion To dance in the funereal garden of roses, to deny a divided god To say the prayer of sorrow, to lose myself in an angelic orgasm. |
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9. | Vox of Anti-Time | 05:55 | Show lyrics |
Distorted walls cannot tear the lights of thunder and the flashes of reason If something must still happen, it shall happen following the rules of anti-logic Flee from the ignoble joke of nature, that vegetates in company of the fetid ignorance Don’t burn your energy trying to stand your anti-you Scratch lunacy and remember that, after all, everything can be brought back to a ridiculous game by the vox of anti-time. You cannot separate happiness from your life, as your life is not exempt form tragedy World is made the contrary of what the common sense is done It leans on a ignorant and unthankful substratum, that sings hosanna to the ones who kill and spits on those who celebrate the excitement of life, that worships the false prophets refusing the simplicity of sincere feelings, to protect his own inconsistent shell from the disappointment of raw truth. I am against every stereotype or icons I yearn an antiseptic space, impatient and devoid of shame I know it exists, it is inside me Sometimes outside me I’ve been there with my mind. |
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47:31 |
Far Away from Conformity
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Cadaveria | Vocals, Songwriting |
Frank Booth | Guitars, Songwriting |
John | Bass |
Alberto Gaggiotti | Drums, Songwriting |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Killer Bob | Producer, Engineering |
Cadaveria | Artwork, Design, Layout, Lyrics |
MichelleX | Photography |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Blood and Confusion | 05:13 | Show lyrics |
Words confuse and create equivocal thoughts Thoughts silently transmit our inner essence The eternal silence leads to oblivion. I am contradiction, the boundary, inside and outside I am difficulty, immoderation, mannerism, simplicity, rigor, baroque, minimalism I’m like this music that twists around itself, that gets torn and recomposes. I’m the result of a test, the survivor of a living Rottenly imbued of my life, counterpoint to the petrification of pain Heap of rocks, skeleton of soul, voice suspended in a dream Longing for entering the mystery of visible For tasting the sweet horror vacui. I listen to the silence I feed myself with fear, rage, anguish and unspoken sensations Surprised and spellbound by the grotesque and eclectic revelation of things. I perceive something tragic here And my mind is blood and confusion. |
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2. | Eleven Three O Three | 04:06 | Show lyrics |
Move your body to the rhythm of passion Let senses overwhelm ratio Don’t ask anything to yourself Don’t waste this moment The echo of weeping is armored in wind That accomplice carries it far away So that it could never be refracted on your heart’s walls again. This is a gift nobody can ever steal you A flame neither the ocean can extinguish ’till you will protect this treasure in a sacred secret No external force could disfigure the sweet aspect of this pulsing joy Feed on this embrace with love, respect and hope Consecrate the event in the name of supreme emotion Entwine in a sacred knot the shining wefts of this harmonious desire Then throw it into the cosmos’ centre where the royal energies meet So that it can preserve itself and vibrate forever in magnificent poetry. |
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3. | Irreverent Elegy | 05:10 | Show lyrics |
My life is made of emotions, passions and horrors, ’cause when you truly live you can even fall into deep pain My bed is made of small fresh leaves, moving slowly like a requiem My temple is made of dark gloomy trees, coming loose along a black oval path My chant is a desperate and irreverent elegy, composed in honour of those who have no reserve and fear Hordes of maleficent and false sins come back upon me. Shall I ever let my mind wander over the sad effect this filthy disease causes to my limbs and to my heart? I believe the persistence of the thin line of hope is worth this effort I believe its benefice can reach the intensity of full and perpetual delight Nothing is true, all is allowed In every dramatic situation there is a subtended element of absurdity and humor Every dogma contains something unhealthy and corrosive Our identities change every day with our memories We are not always what we really are, ’cause we reinvent ourselves We change our skin and consistence And we lie with innocence, trusting our memory. |
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4. | The Divine Rapture | 06:38 | Show lyrics |
Bewitched by the eternal rhythm of divine breath, perverse he smiled to the prickly knock of rain drops, his body was cruel like beauty, his eyes incandescent like silk. Transfixed by an absolute lightning of freedom, He freed himself in an uncensored dance. Possessed by a pressing desire of being, fibrillation of misleading welfare. Star, unreachable demiurge, ice, frost and silence. A light dyed with ghost-white his heart, gusts of jade struck his memory. Icon of collective dreams, pulverized by magic fears, ancient gold of a waste land. He turned his thoughts into words and his words into actions And his moan was like a sweet chant without words. |
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5. | Omen of Delirium | 06:10 | Show lyrics |
Disciples of obsolete and unthinkable commerce scrawled in Etruscan language Dependents on not yet synthesized drugs People of the black market of the third world war Practicing absurd telepathic sensitivities Obstetricians of the spirit Investigators of dissipations denounced by bland paranoiac chess players Servants of unlikely fragmentary guarantees transcribed in Jewish stenography Imbuing the spirit with unspeakable mutilations Surly police officers of not prostituted lands Junk dealers, sellers of delicious nightmares and of yearnings dried on cells saturated and affected with unknown pathologies Bartered with the rough material of the will Drinkers of heavy fluid sealed in shining amber of dreams. I shell never forget the unspeakable horror that froze the lymph in my glands, when the maleficent word scared my shaky brain. |
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6. | Out Body Experience | 05:06 | Show lyrics |
Splitting of median entity Practice of doubt I look for the truth in the silent shine of your eyes Speaking with the forces of the air Good vibrations, cries and whispers United in the great enchantment of sound To die remaining invisible To fly with the wings of anti-time To unload the wagons of nothing To fling your heart behind the wall Essence of musk and almonds water Concealed behind the closed eyelids of transparent lives Consoled by a sublime forbidden sweetness The memory rewinds again And it grows with new colors Emotional kaleidoscope Crystal of red glass drops Casket of shattered thoughts Cut off light resetting the past Filtrating the space, adoring emptiness Inconsistent entity baptized in rain Vivid presence recreated from dust. |
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7. | Prayer of Sorrow | 05:30 | Show lyrics |
Imploring visage An invisible barbed wire has encircled your wrist Leading you to an irrepressible scandal of sincerity I will quench your eyelids forever, so that you stop feeding yourself with others’ memory Presage of intimate speeches and of obscure and obsessive fantasies Unavoidable condemnation, complicity, extraneousness I will never know your truth, nor you mine. We will always be uncertain about life. Bold human beings with severe look, who climb the mountains of loneliness Trembling in the panic of desertion we librate in the luxury of a bitter calyx To know the secret of love that doesn’t ask anything I don’t want to be forced to laugh just to gratify you I want to startle in a harmonious discretion To dance in the funereal garden of roses, to deny a divided god To say the prayer of sorrow, to lose myself in an angelic orgasm. |
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8. | Vox of Anti-Time | 05:55 | Show lyrics |
Distorted walls cannot tear the lights of thunder and the flashes of reason If something must still happen, it shall happen following the rules of anti-logic Flee from the ignoble joke of nature, that vegetates in company of the fetid ignorance Don’t burn your energy trying to stand your anti-you Scratch lunacy and remember that, after all, everything can be brought back to a ridiculous game by the vox of anti-time. You cannot separate happiness from your life, as your life is not exempt form tragedy World is made the contrary of what the common sense is done It leans on a ignorant and unthankful substratum, that sings hosanna to the ones who kill and spits on those who celebrate the excitement of life, that worships the false prophets refusing the simplicity of sincere feelings, to protect his own inconsistent shell from the disappointment of raw truth. I am against every stereotype or icons I yearn an antiseptic space, impatient and devoid of shame I know it exists, it is inside me Sometimes outside me I’ve been there with my mind. |
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43:48 |
In Your Blood
Members | |
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Band members | |
Cadaveria | Vocals |
Frank Booth | Guitars |
Alberto Gaggiotti | Drums |
John | Bass |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Paolo Bratti | Photography (band) |
Cadaveria | Artwork, Layout |
Manuel Bravi | Cover art |
Killer Bob | Engineering |
Tracks | |||
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1. | 100.000 Faces | 03:01 | Show lyrics |
There is a fracture in contemporary thought between tension and fragility between voracity and fear of an imminent explosion. Syndrome of over-nourishment Perception of a latent loss Bipolarity Innovation in permanent contrast with the past. Modern artists, like perverted creatures drowned in plastic, explore encoded forms of expression inverting the logical sequence of musical score. |
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2. | The Dream | 04:15 | Show lyrics |
After foggy and funereal days In a mixture of sadness and devotion, memory and mental escape I take back my life A bit confused, but more conscious of my way. I wish warm affections True emotions Absence of artifice. I want to rock myself on my arts Enjoying the new time But I don’t forget where I come from and people who loved me. |
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3. | Anagram | 02:44 | Show lyrics |
Thirst for life is delightful Thirst for fame reawakens Don’t tell me to stop thinking, Don’t force me to stop acting, Don’t make me stop speaking... You can’t change me I would never explain it again. You don’t know me You can’t understand my words You perceive a parallel idea of me Like a coral generated by gemmation. You don’t see my heart is transparent. You don’t perceive I’m totally open You don’t feel my willingness You don’t trust my clearness You misunderstand my essence. Anagrammatize my psychotic dreams And you will find out... find out myself. |
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4. | Memento Audere Semper | 05:33 | Show lyrics |
"Along the street death walks... crowned Crowned with withered orange flowers, And it sings, sings, a song With its white guitar." ...And it sings, sings... Would you mind if I die? I write about sensations, moods and apparitions, while people give parties to cover the silence. There is no sense in feeling remorse for a thing you could not control. And death sings, sings... Would you mind if I die? What did you want when you continued to ask? My energies must be direct to an act. I continually research a sure channel to address my emotive contradictions. I yearn they have a positive origin Intolerant towards imperfection. I practise a secret auto-therapy, I practise... a personal and secret auto-therapy, against the shame of publicly showing our own signs. (memento audere semper) |
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5. | Laying in Black | 04:24 | Show lyrics |
May this poetry remain in your heart May these notes inebriate your senses This could be the last chance to light your fire Before time turn your mind to black Take a decision about your future Dare use your invention Gather up your experiences Before your energy weaken to black Shout your ideas Before your voice vanish into black Let your love be released Before the last shine fade to black Shout your, your ideas Before oblivion suffocate your breath Let your love be released Before the last shine fade to black May this poetry remain in your heart May these notes inebriate your senses This is a gift for you all Do not forget to accept it before laying in black laying... |
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6. | Queen of Forgotten | 04:57 | Show lyrics |
"Queen Of Forgotten" I whispered legends, I outlined myths of long gone... epochs. I wove fairytales In people’s hearts, I am the queen of all You have forgotten. I continually come From every corner of the world, My journey crosses Through countries, population, seasons. I whispered legends, I outlined myths of long gone... epochs! I wove fairytales In people’s hearts, I am the queen of all You have forgotten. I continually come From every corner of the world, My journey crosses Through countries, population, seasons. For me there is no sun that sets, There is no moon that rises, The sundial has no shadows. I live in thoughts... [For me there is no sun that sets, There is no moon that rises, The sundial has no shadows, I live in thoughts...!] [For me there is no sun that sets, There is no moon that rises, The sundial has no shadows, I live in thoughts...!] [Carried by the breeze, In the colours of light I live in fantasies of mankind, Carried by the breeze, In the colours of light I live in fantasies of mankind.] And I’m in the hope of memories With me I bring the symbols of tradition, The amulets of cultures, The inheritance of history. I move with the rhythm of ancient dances And songs no longer having notes Return to life through my lips, Here are my dreams... Written for you on the diary Of endless wandering ...Here are my dreams. |
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7. | Exorcism to Chaos | 04:17 | Show lyrics |
No time to be religious No space for individual research. No time to be religious Disclose your cervical case And see enlightened reality is more obscure than a solar eclipse. Don’t barricade yourself in your cocoon of selfishness. Come out from your comfortable crypt, Come out from your crypt from your precious temple, from your private ritual room. Exorcism Don’t barricade yourself in your cocoon of selfishness. Come out from your comfortable crypt, from your precious temple, from your private ritual room, perfumed with rare spiritual oils. Keep control of your blood, be conscious of your fragile consistence and realize others’ presence is stronger than your fear... Let your conscience overcome the boundaries of convention, And give your mind a rest on this absurd state of entropy. Contaminated by the vulgar dirt, infected by the morbid plague. Let your individual prayer become a collective exorcism to chaos. Open your gangrenous eyes and see terrible terror everywhere. |
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8. | Uneven like Clouds | 04:15 | Show lyrics |
Earth, warmth, death. Time wasted in building inconsistent hypothesis waiting for all is adjusted trying to justify the difference. They are asking me to act without being. Mood sensitive to variations, To air and fire’s vibrations. Keep your honour and will unshakable Direct your thought to powerful stars, towards imposing aims, towards great concrete spheres. Why do things happen? Why is it always so difficult? Why is it always so complicated? Perpendicular presences undermine my concentration, Disturb, interfere, Generate hysteria and misunderstanding. Ironical... my regret is my source of energy. I feel impulse to proceed I feel impulse to be. Clouds, clouds, but branches are still dressed with leaves And for me it is still time of Spring Undisputed. Clouds... |
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9. | Before the Apes Came | 04:47 | Show lyrics |
At the foot of the high mountain There’s a land where you can speak with your mind. Along the streets a multitude of temples, consecrated to grotesque idols, burn incenses to celebrate the time of forgiveness. Creatures living in this place can teach you how to read dreams. Rivers flowing through this ground carry the purity of silver. Androgynous beings card an innumerable variety of precious silks, used to dry tears of joy. I can perceive the majestic presence of the bull-man, who reigned here for centuries, before the apes came, before the apes came. He was adored by legions of half-fish beings, later absorbed by the sea bed and sunk into the sweet wool. Now he’s sleeping forever in the red house, near the magnificent stream. The gong rings to remind the interrupted rhythm of his noble breathing. The gong rings to remind the interrupted rhythm of his breathing. |
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10. | Virtual Escape from Tragedy | 04:06 | Show lyrics |
Feel the frequency Perceive your pulse Trust the ideology To capture the ancient secret of life. I’m looking for the antidote to myself I’m working for my heart’s freedom To rid myself of the other side of me. To rid myself of this virtual escape from tragedy Hypochondriac creature Disturbed by his memory One single disease to cure But you think of the rest. It’s not as tragic as you believe Just free your mind of fears, life is pulsing. Just feel its frequency. Life is pulsing, just feel it. Just feel the frequency of this virtual escape from tragedy. |
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11. | Atypical Suggestions by a Dead Artist | 03:33 | Show lyrics |
I love people who make things I love conversations. I saw people inside a wrapping Like a protective veil for their soul. Atypical suggestions by a dead artist I recorded my image on a film still To seal my existing condition. I praised appearance and style while I was visiting exhibitions to fight boredom and depression, to satisfy my thirst of visual celebrations and of intellectual stimulations. Atypical suggestions by a dead artist I experienced the hallucination of panic Through sweat, breathing and suffocation. And I found again my direction When I spoke to a man who told me what I wanted to hear. I need to be loved once in a day. I need two days to re-enter from my mental disease. I need to be loved once in a day. Atypical suggestions by a dead artist |
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12. | Enlightened | 04:14 | Show lyrics |
... If you drive your glance too much in the abyss, The abyss penetrates yourself with its glance. Remember every fear hides a desire And that desire means tension... Faith is the enemy of knowledge, Religion produces placebo effects... The contact with the divine is always beneficial, Even if it is only in your head... Tension is vitality While perfection is death... Desire means tension Religion produces placebo effects... Faith is the enemy of knowledge, Religion produces placebo effects, The contact with the divine is always beneficial, Even if it is only in your head... |
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50:06 |
In Your Blood
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Cadaveria | Vocals |
Frank Booth | Guitars |
Alberto Gaggiotti | Drums |
John | Bass |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Cadaveria | Artwork, Layout |
Manuel Bravi | Cover art |
Killer Bob | Engineering |
Paolo Bratti | Photography (band) |
Tracks | |||
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1. | 100.000 Faces | 03:01 | Show lyrics |
There is a fracture in contemporary thought between tension and fragility between voracity and fear of an imminent explosion. Syndrome of over-nourishment Perception of a latent loss Bipolarity Innovation in permanent contrast with the past. Modern artists, like perverted creatures drowned in plastic, explore encoded forms of expression inverting the logical sequence of musical score. |
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2. | The Dream | 04:15 | Show lyrics |
After foggy and funereal days In a mixture of sadness and devotion, memory and mental escape I take back my life A bit confused, but more conscious of my way. I wish warm affections True emotions Absence of artifice. I want to rock myself on my arts Enjoying the new time But I don’t forget where I come from and people who loved me. |
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3. | Anagram | 02:44 | Show lyrics |
Thirst for life is delightful Thirst for fame reawakens Don’t tell me to stop thinking, Don’t force me to stop acting, Don’t make me stop speaking... You can’t change me I would never explain it again. You don’t know me You can’t understand my words You perceive a parallel idea of me Like a coral generated by gemmation. You don’t see my heart is transparent. You don’t perceive I’m totally open You don’t feel my willingness You don’t trust my clearness You misunderstand my essence. Anagrammatize my psychotic dreams And you will find out... find out myself. |
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4. | Memento Audere Semper | 05:33 | Show lyrics |
"Along the street death walks... crowned Crowned with withered orange flowers, And it sings, sings, a song With its white guitar." ...And it sings, sings... Would you mind if I die? I write about sensations, moods and apparitions, while people give parties to cover the silence. There is no sense in feeling remorse for a thing you could not control. And death sings, sings... Would you mind if I die? What did you want when you continued to ask? My energies must be direct to an act. I continually research a sure channel to address my emotive contradictions. I yearn they have a positive origin Intolerant towards imperfection. I practise a secret auto-therapy, I practise... a personal and secret auto-therapy, against the shame of publicly showing our own signs. (memento audere semper) |
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5. | Laying in Black | 04:24 | Show lyrics |
May this poetry remain in your heart May these notes inebriate your senses This could be the last chance to light your fire Before time turn your mind to black Take a decision about your future Dare use your invention Gather up your experiences Before your energy weaken to black Shout your ideas Before your voice vanish into black Let your love be released Before the last shine fade to black Shout your, your ideas Before oblivion suffocate your breath Let your love be released Before the last shine fade to black May this poetry remain in your heart May these notes inebriate your senses This is a gift for you all Do not forget to accept it before laying in black laying... |
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6. | Queen of Forgotten | 04:57 | Show lyrics |
"Queen Of Forgotten" I whispered legends, I outlined myths of long gone... epochs. I wove fairytales In people’s hearts, I am the queen of all You have forgotten. I continually come From every corner of the world, My journey crosses Through countries, population, seasons. I whispered legends, I outlined myths of long gone... epochs! I wove fairytales In people’s hearts, I am the queen of all You have forgotten. I continually come From every corner of the world, My journey crosses Through countries, population, seasons. For me there is no sun that sets, There is no moon that rises, The sundial has no shadows. I live in thoughts... [For me there is no sun that sets, There is no moon that rises, The sundial has no shadows, I live in thoughts...!] [For me there is no sun that sets, There is no moon that rises, The sundial has no shadows, I live in thoughts...!] [Carried by the breeze, In the colours of light I live in fantasies of mankind, Carried by the breeze, In the colours of light I live in fantasies of mankind.] And I’m in the hope of memories With me I bring the symbols of tradition, The amulets of cultures, The inheritance of history. I move with the rhythm of ancient dances And songs no longer having notes Return to life through my lips, Here are my dreams... Written for you on the diary Of endless wandering ...Here are my dreams. |
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7. | Exorcism to Chaos | 04:17 | Show lyrics |
No time to be religious No space for individual research. No time to be religious Disclose your cervical case And see enlightened reality is more obscure than a solar eclipse. Don’t barricade yourself in your cocoon of selfishness. Come out from your comfortable crypt, Come out from your crypt from your precious temple, from your private ritual room. Exorcism Don’t barricade yourself in your cocoon of selfishness. Come out from your comfortable crypt, from your precious temple, from your private ritual room, perfumed with rare spiritual oils. Keep control of your blood, be conscious of your fragile consistence and realize others’ presence is stronger than your fear... Let your conscience overcome the boundaries of convention, And give your mind a rest on this absurd state of entropy. Contaminated by the vulgar dirt, infected by the morbid plague. Let your individual prayer become a collective exorcism to chaos. Open your gangrenous eyes and see terrible terror everywhere. |
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8. | Uneven like Clouds | 04:15 | Show lyrics |
Earth, warmth, death. Time wasted in building inconsistent hypothesis waiting for all is adjusted trying to justify the difference. They are asking me to act without being. Mood sensitive to variations, To air and fire’s vibrations. Keep your honour and will unshakable Direct your thought to powerful stars, towards imposing aims, towards great concrete spheres. Why do things happen? Why is it always so difficult? Why is it always so complicated? Perpendicular presences undermine my concentration, Disturb, interfere, Generate hysteria and misunderstanding. Ironical... my regret is my source of energy. I feel impulse to proceed I feel impulse to be. Clouds, clouds, but branches are still dressed with leaves And for me it is still time of Spring Undisputed. Clouds... |
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9. | Before the Apes Came | 04:47 | Show lyrics |
At the foot of the high mountain There’s a land where you can speak with your mind. Along the streets a multitude of temples, consecrated to grotesque idols, burn incenses to celebrate the time of forgiveness. Creatures living in this place can teach you how to read dreams. Rivers flowing through this ground carry the purity of silver. Androgynous beings card an innumerable variety of precious silks, used to dry tears of joy. I can perceive the majestic presence of the bull-man, who reigned here for centuries, before the apes came, before the apes came. He was adored by legions of half-fish beings, later absorbed by the sea bed and sunk into the sweet wool. Now he’s sleeping forever in the red house, near the magnificent stream. The gong rings to remind the interrupted rhythm of his noble breathing. The gong rings to remind the interrupted rhythm of his breathing. |
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10. | Virtual Escape from Tragedy | 04:06 | Show lyrics |
Feel the frequency Perceive your pulse Trust the ideology To capture the ancient secret of life. I’m looking for the antidote to myself I’m working for my heart’s freedom To rid myself of the other side of me. To rid myself of this virtual escape from tragedy Hypochondriac creature Disturbed by his memory One single disease to cure But you think of the rest. It’s not as tragic as you believe Just free your mind of fears, life is pulsing. Just feel its frequency. Life is pulsing, just feel it. Just feel the frequency of this virtual escape from tragedy. |
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11. | Atypical Suggestions by a Dead Artist | 03:33 | Show lyrics |
I love people who make things I love conversations. I saw people inside a wrapping Like a protective veil for their soul. Atypical suggestions by a dead artist I recorded my image on a film still To seal my existing condition. I praised appearance and style while I was visiting exhibitions to fight boredom and depression, to satisfy my thirst of visual celebrations and of intellectual stimulations. Atypical suggestions by a dead artist I experienced the hallucination of panic Through sweat, breathing and suffocation. And I found again my direction When I spoke to a man who told me what I wanted to hear. I need to be loved once in a day. I need two days to re-enter from my mental disease. I need to be loved once in a day. Atypical suggestions by a dead artist |
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12. | Enlightened | 04:14 | Show lyrics |
... If you drive your glance too much in the abyss, The abyss penetrates yourself with its glance. Remember every fear hides a desire And that desire means tension... Faith is the enemy of knowledge, Religion produces placebo effects... The contact with the divine is always beneficial, Even if it is only in your head... Tension is vitality While perfection is death... Desire means tension Religion produces placebo effects... Faith is the enemy of knowledge, Religion produces placebo effects, The contact with the divine is always beneficial, Even if it is only in your head... |
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50:06 |
In Your Blood
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Cadaveria | Vocals |
Frank Booth | Guitars |
Alberto Gaggiotti | Drums |
John | Bass |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Cadaveria | Artwork, Layout |
Manuel Bravi | Cover art |
Killer Bob | Engineering |
Paolo Bratti | Photography (band) |
Tracks | |||
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1. | 100.000 Faces | 03:01 | Show lyrics |
There is a fracture in contemporary thought between tension and fragility between voracity and fear of an imminent explosion. Syndrome of over-nourishment Perception of a latent loss Bipolarity Innovation in permanent contrast with the past. Modern artists, like perverted creatures drowned in plastic, explore encoded forms of expression inverting the logical sequence of musical score. |
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2. | The Dream | 04:15 | Show lyrics |
After foggy and funereal days In a mixture of sadness and devotion, memory and mental escape I take back my life A bit confused, but more conscious of my way. I wish warm affections True emotions Absence of artifice. I want to rock myself on my arts Enjoying the new time But I don’t forget where I come from and people who loved me. |
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3. | Anagram | 02:44 | Show lyrics |
Thirst for life is delightful Thirst for fame reawakens Don’t tell me to stop thinking, Don’t force me to stop acting, Don’t make me stop speaking... You can’t change me I would never explain it again. You don’t know me You can’t understand my words You perceive a parallel idea of me Like a coral generated by gemmation. You don’t see my heart is transparent. You don’t perceive I’m totally open You don’t feel my willingness You don’t trust my clearness You misunderstand my essence. Anagrammatize my psychotic dreams And you will find out... find out myself. |
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4. | Memento Audere Semper | 05:33 | Show lyrics |
"Along the street death walks... crowned Crowned with withered orange flowers, And it sings, sings, a song With its white guitar." ...And it sings, sings... Would you mind if I die? I write about sensations, moods and apparitions, while people give parties to cover the silence. There is no sense in feeling remorse for a thing you could not control. And death sings, sings... Would you mind if I die? What did you want when you continued to ask? My energies must be direct to an act. I continually research a sure channel to address my emotive contradictions. I yearn they have a positive origin Intolerant towards imperfection. I practise a secret auto-therapy, I practise... a personal and secret auto-therapy, against the shame of publicly showing our own signs. (memento audere semper) |
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5. | Laying in Black | 04:24 | Show lyrics |
May this poetry remain in your heart May these notes inebriate your senses This could be the last chance to light your fire Before time turn your mind to black Take a decision about your future Dare use your invention Gather up your experiences Before your energy weaken to black Shout your ideas Before your voice vanish into black Let your love be released Before the last shine fade to black Shout your, your ideas Before oblivion suffocate your breath Let your love be released Before the last shine fade to black May this poetry remain in your heart May these notes inebriate your senses This is a gift for you all Do not forget to accept it before laying in black laying... |
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6. | Queen of Forgotten | 04:57 | Show lyrics |
"Queen Of Forgotten" I whispered legends, I outlined myths of long gone... epochs. I wove fairytales In people’s hearts, I am the queen of all You have forgotten. I continually come From every corner of the world, My journey crosses Through countries, population, seasons. I whispered legends, I outlined myths of long gone... epochs! I wove fairytales In people’s hearts, I am the queen of all You have forgotten. I continually come From every corner of the world, My journey crosses Through countries, population, seasons. For me there is no sun that sets, There is no moon that rises, The sundial has no shadows. I live in thoughts... [For me there is no sun that sets, There is no moon that rises, The sundial has no shadows, I live in thoughts...!] [For me there is no sun that sets, There is no moon that rises, The sundial has no shadows, I live in thoughts...!] [Carried by the breeze, In the colours of light I live in fantasies of mankind, Carried by the breeze, In the colours of light I live in fantasies of mankind.] And I’m in the hope of memories With me I bring the symbols of tradition, The amulets of cultures, The inheritance of history. I move with the rhythm of ancient dances And songs no longer having notes Return to life through my lips, Here are my dreams... Written for you on the diary Of endless wandering ...Here are my dreams. |
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7. | Exorcism to Chaos | 04:17 | Show lyrics |
No time to be religious No space for individual research. No time to be religious Disclose your cervical case And see enlightened reality is more obscure than a solar eclipse. Don’t barricade yourself in your cocoon of selfishness. Come out from your comfortable crypt, Come out from your crypt from your precious temple, from your private ritual room. Exorcism Don’t barricade yourself in your cocoon of selfishness. Come out from your comfortable crypt, from your precious temple, from your private ritual room, perfumed with rare spiritual oils. Keep control of your blood, be conscious of your fragile consistence and realize others’ presence is stronger than your fear... Let your conscience overcome the boundaries of convention, And give your mind a rest on this absurd state of entropy. Contaminated by the vulgar dirt, infected by the morbid plague. Let your individual prayer become a collective exorcism to chaos. Open your gangrenous eyes and see terrible terror everywhere. |
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8. | Uneven like Clouds | 04:15 | Show lyrics |
Earth, warmth, death. Time wasted in building inconsistent hypothesis waiting for all is adjusted trying to justify the difference. They are asking me to act without being. Mood sensitive to variations, To air and fire’s vibrations. Keep your honour and will unshakable Direct your thought to powerful stars, towards imposing aims, towards great concrete spheres. Why do things happen? Why is it always so difficult? Why is it always so complicated? Perpendicular presences undermine my concentration, Disturb, interfere, Generate hysteria and misunderstanding. Ironical... my regret is my source of energy. I feel impulse to proceed I feel impulse to be. Clouds, clouds, but branches are still dressed with leaves And for me it is still time of Spring Undisputed. Clouds... |
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9. | Before the Apes Came | 04:47 | Show lyrics |
At the foot of the high mountain There’s a land where you can speak with your mind. Along the streets a multitude of temples, consecrated to grotesque idols, burn incenses to celebrate the time of forgiveness. Creatures living in this place can teach you how to read dreams. Rivers flowing through this ground carry the purity of silver. Androgynous beings card an innumerable variety of precious silks, used to dry tears of joy. I can perceive the majestic presence of the bull-man, who reigned here for centuries, before the apes came, before the apes came. He was adored by legions of half-fish beings, later absorbed by the sea bed and sunk into the sweet wool. Now he’s sleeping forever in the red house, near the magnificent stream. The gong rings to remind the interrupted rhythm of his noble breathing. The gong rings to remind the interrupted rhythm of his breathing. |
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10. | Virtual Escape from Tragedy | 04:06 | Show lyrics |
Feel the frequency Perceive your pulse Trust the ideology To capture the ancient secret of life. I’m looking for the antidote to myself I’m working for my heart’s freedom To rid myself of the other side of me. To rid myself of this virtual escape from tragedy Hypochondriac creature Disturbed by his memory One single disease to cure But you think of the rest. It’s not as tragic as you believe Just free your mind of fears, life is pulsing. Just feel its frequency. Life is pulsing, just feel it. Just feel the frequency of this virtual escape from tragedy. |
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11. | Atypical Suggestions by a Dead Artist | 03:33 | Show lyrics |
I love people who make things I love conversations. I saw people inside a wrapping Like a protective veil for their soul. Atypical suggestions by a dead artist I recorded my image on a film still To seal my existing condition. I praised appearance and style while I was visiting exhibitions to fight boredom and depression, to satisfy my thirst of visual celebrations and of intellectual stimulations. Atypical suggestions by a dead artist I experienced the hallucination of panic Through sweat, breathing and suffocation. And I found again my direction When I spoke to a man who told me what I wanted to hear. I need to be loved once in a day. I need two days to re-enter from my mental disease. I need to be loved once in a day. Atypical suggestions by a dead artist |
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12. | Enlightened | 04:14 | Show lyrics |
... If you drive your glance too much in the abyss, The abyss penetrates yourself with its glance. Remember every fear hides a desire And that desire means tension... Faith is the enemy of knowledge, Religion produces placebo effects... The contact with the divine is always beneficial, Even if it is only in your head... Tension is vitality While perfection is death... Desire means tension Religion produces placebo effects... Faith is the enemy of knowledge, Religion produces placebo effects, The contact with the divine is always beneficial, Even if it is only in your head... |
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50:06 |
Horror Metal
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Killer Bob | Bass |
Frank Booth | Guitars |
Dick Laurent | Guitars |
Alberto Gaggiotti | Drums |
Cadaveria | Vocals |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Antonio Mantovan | Photography |
Roberto Savino | Cover art, Artwork |
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1. | Flowers in Fire | 06:51 | Show lyrics |
I woke up from a driven coma. Around me bewildered glances, stunned by fear, Ghosts with bruised bodies. Faces obscure and sting. Who don’t know anything about themselves. The night annihilated what they built during the day. Daylight promotes the weary comedy of courtesy, With the favour of darkness the heroin of denial comes. Flowers in fire. Torturing visions. Withdrawal of anguishes. Blood-soaked wadding Flowers in fire. Torturing visions. Around me bewildered glances, stunned by fear. I was guided by your scent, toward enchanting climes A speedy fire ran my veins and knocked at my heart. My brain is bleeding, pierced by surgical tool Raped and slaughtered to make me feel good. Flowers in fire. Torturing visions. Withdrawal of anguishes. Blood-soaked wadding. Flowers in fire. Torturing visions. Around me bewildered glances, stunned by fear. I refused to modify my genealogical inheritance ‘Cause I was afraid the mirror would have ceased to shine stiff and pitifully unsatisfied by existence awfully crucified to life. I woke up from a driven coma, it was necessary. Around me bewildered glances, stunned by fear, Ghosts with bruised bodies. Faces obscure and sting. |
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2. | The Night’s Theatre | 05:01 | Show lyrics |
Every night the man rises his imaginary stage in his theatre he becomes actor, spectator of himself Every night the man rises his imaginary stage The man is dreaming. I dream to float on my life’s surface I am the stranger who looks inside. I am not the material body, constructed by the seven elements. I am not the five senses, the hearing, the taste, the olfaction, the touch, the sight. And I am not the sound, the savour, the smell, the matter, the seeing. And I am not the five knowledge elements, the speaking, the movement, the feeling. I am not the five vital breaths nether I am the thinking mind And I am not the memory, concerning the residual impressions of objects. I am a dreamer, who hates illusions and this produces the vicious rage I’m not able to refuse. I lost myself in darkness. In the obscurity I find myself again I annihilated myself and now I get conscience of my power I burn out and I reborn I desire and my unconscious satisfies me. I dream to float on my life’s surface I am the stranger who looks inside… I am a dreamer, who hates illusions. |
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3. | Death Vision | 05:02 | Show lyrics |
Spectre of death influencing our lives, you hang over us You bite our hips we undergo your second level effects You sunk us in your vortex, you cyclically return to molest our certainty. I reject repetitions, I cannot keep abreast of my thoughts, too fast… I don’t check my weigh, I hate all pre-arranged feasts I’m used to writing when I’m alone, I hate chewing people I sink you in my vortex, I cyclically return to molest your certainty. Snow falls attracted by earth An inner passion moves it, Like the passion between the seeds and the ground. Black vision, lack of pressure and collapse Red vision, blood up to brain. I live in a marsh of crimes and nerves Hybrid of happy sprawls Lighted by invention. My breast of tenebra feeds the silence. Black vision, lack of pressure and collapse Red vision, blood up to brain. …e nella notte vaghi tesori rifulgono. |
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4. | Whispers of Sin | 03:43 | Show lyrics |
I listened to the sound of the rebirth and chaos Timid essence of an ancestral ego I had the visions of an enchanted world Mucked up by the vile actions of men. I abandoned the oasis of fragility in the desert of my confusion. I listened to the sound of the rebirth and chaos Timid essence of an ancestral ego I had the visions of an enchanted world Mucked up by the vile actions of men… …But delighted by the whisperings of sin If spirits shook hearts and minds Then souls would rise to splendid capricious and prismatic beings No longer in the shade of pain trees. In the not-light of few angels and fairies in ecstasy That bewitch suffering and turn it into blinding, gratifying night. I listened to the sound of the rebirth and chaos Timid essence of an ancestral ego I had the visions of an enchanted world Mucked up by the vile actions of men. |
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5. | Assassin | 05:08 | Show lyrics |
Much madness is divinest sense, demur and be dangerous. I had been hungry of news, creativity and freedom, Now I can eat of them and I’m not sated yet. And now I roam the sovereign woods And every time I speak the mountains straight reply. I have the power to kill without the power to die, but I have no enemies and I don’t need revenge. I don’t know death nor defeat Even if I marched in the sewer of hell. Much madness is divinest sense, demur and be dangerous. I had been thirsty of knowledge, action and bravery Now I can rule my flesh and I won’t save a place for your death. Now I can keep agony away. And I refuse men escaping from the mind of man. Witchcraft was hung, but I find the magic I need inside me every day. I don’t believe in sins nor in temptation Even if I crept into the womb of the beast. Now I can keep agony away. |
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6. | The Days of the After and Behind | 05:48 | Show lyrics |
I was walking in the dust Through the half-closed spaces Incrustations of mud and dew Resins dripped in the stone. I discerned a man, alone, Frightened eyes, red of pain. I was walking in the pale wintry sun Through the substrates of the wind Mosaics of clouds like raging herds. I discerned a crow, fierce, scanning the horizon… … vitreous eyes… and silver tears… notes of a new pentagram, white pages ready to shelter obscure mysteries. I was walking in the dust Through the half-closed spaces Incrustations of mud and dew Resins dripped in the stone. I discerned a man, alone, Frightened eyes, red of pain. These are the days of the after and behind, The days of the present, that rolls by slow and full. I was walking in the dust Through the half-closed spaces Mosaics of clouds like raging herds. I was walking in the dust Through the half-closed spaces Vitreous eyes and silver tears. |
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7. | Apocalypse | 06:01 | Show lyrics |
In you I saw the fear that destroys You were infected by it. Fear is an illness, that crawls into souls and contaminates peace. You didn’t grow up to live in fear Erase it from your heart, don’t bring it with you. Join us on the sacred hill of our fathers And ask their spirits to guide us. Sweet pitying mother protect them from suffering. Oh brothers who are sleeping, You have touched the cold morning of this day But now you cannot feel the ice of the night. We fight ‘cause the gallows goddess has no mercy upon the weak Her soul is waiting for yours in the shade of the cypress Before this day comes to its end I will leave this world And again I will embrace hell’s torments with pleasure. You are afraid of me, it is right you feel it For you all, ignoble beings, the sacred time is coming. Beware of the sun obscurity Beware of the man who leads the jaguar Look at him reviving from the mud and dust. He will erase the sky and scrape the earth He will sweep you away and put an end to your world He is with us now. Soon the day will look like the night. And you’ll be led to your end. |
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8. | The Oracle (Of the Fog) | 05:06 | Show lyrics |
A veiled fog alights on the dark skin of the night I crossed it pensive, with the heart full of hope. Today I spoke again with the man, who taught me to dare His face is grievously embalmed in baked clay. But his spirit continues to pulse inside me. He said: “sometimes you need to risk, to do something else, ought to forgo guarantees, ‘cause they are also compulsions”. His words are my oracle, also after a long time. I told my story to him And his eyes turned into a loving smile. There is silence now The beasts have arrived and their fangs have caught them all, but me. The oracle of the fog prophesied a favourable destiny The spirit of the right conscience will pulse inside me forever and ever and ever. A veiled fog alights on the dark skin of the night A veiled fog alights on the dark skin of the night I crossed it pensive, with the heart full of hope. |
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9. | Requiem | 05:17 | Show lyrics |
I thought about a sacrifice And if anyone has ever understood what I wrote In the shadows, in blood, with blood I thought about a sacrifice… Actually I don’t mind. You can however drink of me, as I was a marble fountain in the heart of Rome, I thought about a sacrifice And if anyone has ever understood what I wrote In the shadows, in blood, with blood I thought about a sacrifice… Actually I don’t mind. You can however eat of me, as I was a wedding banquet you were not invited to. Mourn on my portrait, Cry on my stone, It’s not me to pay the coffin, neither cash, nor rates. Mourn on my portrait, Cry on my stone, It’s not me to pay the coffin, neither cash, nor rates. If god existed and I believed in him he would be seated in this room with me. Tuba mirum spargens sonum per sepulchra regionum. My thoughts are too inmost for your lips. My words are too low for your ears. If god existed and I believed in him he would be seated in this room with me. The reign of fire hasn’t come to its end yet My pulsing blood is not dried in the veins yet. (Accogliete la sua anima e presentatela davanti al trono dell’altissimo.) |
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10. | This Is Not the Silence | 05:35 | Show lyrics |
This is not the silence, but its void Without memory, fixed in formalin. Sea without shores and horizons Wind dissolving dried up remains Obscurity of visceral holes Sinking into remote abysses Fragments of a stigmatized soul Defying the other side of destiny. Iron force digging the heart pulp Pure diamond shining in secret on the tame limit of imploring blood Game of deceit and illusions Hand that raises the curtain Every atom of air nourishing me. Melting the unknown Unleashing the black cloud of enigmas. Don’t close your eyes in the face of havoc Cure the ill sprouts! Blind universe, hollow in which we write what we have done We are programmed to believe in something we cannot see Armed with instinct of escape and defence The dead cannot lie Azure bruise, embrace without possess of beauty. Immense cruet of quartz, where gold and basalt merge in primordial vibrations. Savage dawn, blurry stars massacre Arcane sky, spheres in shiver. It is the power of magic radiating from us, exiling us. Foster the comment of birds and nature Energy and music of stones The theorem of the devil rustles immortal luxury. I am bloodless and now only dust can bloom in my veins dry like brambles. And now the wound is thirsty of another blade. |
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11. | Hypnotic Psychosis | 03:15 | Show lyrics |
Sickness and delirium Testimony of madness Electric orgasm of frequencies Aphrodisiac mosaic of sounds. Experiencing a complete absence of nostalgia Producing anti-prosaic impact on symphonies. Arabesques of notes played by disembodied chess master Acoustic stimulations for harmonic erections. Extracting the basic formula of evil virus Screaming, loud noise! Hysterical physical changes, ghosts waiting for a body. Abdicated flashes burning in a cold yellow halo The evil is there waiting. Grey as ashes Galvanized by obscenities. Hypnotic psychosis Visceral stimulations Virtual addiction of cerebral events Relief from tension. Testimonies of horror Nubbly degenerations Venereal disease. Catatonic sensations Suppurating scars, translucent disharmony. Administrator of artificial respiration Ruling days of black terror Asymmetrical pothole, merging several places at once. |
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56:47 |
Horror Metal
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Killer Bob | Bass |
Frank Booth | Guitars |
Dick Laurent | Guitars |
Alberto Gaggiotti | Drums |
Cadaveria | Vocals |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Antonio Mantovan | Photography |
Roberto Savino | Cover art, Artwork |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Flowers in Fire | 06:51 | Show lyrics |
I woke up from a driven coma. Around me bewildered glances, stunned by fear, Ghosts with bruised bodies. Faces obscure and sting. Who don’t know anything about themselves. The night annihilated what they built during the day. Daylight promotes the weary comedy of courtesy, With the favour of darkness the heroin of denial comes. Flowers in fire. Torturing visions. Withdrawal of anguishes. Blood-soaked wadding Flowers in fire. Torturing visions. Around me bewildered glances, stunned by fear. I was guided by your scent, toward enchanting climes A speedy fire ran my veins and knocked at my heart. My brain is bleeding, pierced by surgical tool Raped and slaughtered to make me feel good. Flowers in fire. Torturing visions. Withdrawal of anguishes. Blood-soaked wadding. Flowers in fire. Torturing visions. Around me bewildered glances, stunned by fear. I refused to modify my genealogical inheritance ‘Cause I was afraid the mirror would have ceased to shine stiff and pitifully unsatisfied by existence awfully crucified to life. I woke up from a driven coma, it was necessary. Around me bewildered glances, stunned by fear, Ghosts with bruised bodies. Faces obscure and sting. |
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2. | The Night’s Theatre | 05:01 | Show lyrics |
Every night the man rises his imaginary stage in his theatre he becomes actor, spectator of himself Every night the man rises his imaginary stage The man is dreaming. I dream to float on my life’s surface I am the stranger who looks inside. I am not the material body, constructed by the seven elements. I am not the five senses, the hearing, the taste, the olfaction, the touch, the sight. And I am not the sound, the savour, the smell, the matter, the seeing. And I am not the five knowledge elements, the speaking, the movement, the feeling. I am not the five vital breaths nether I am the thinking mind And I am not the memory, concerning the residual impressions of objects. I am a dreamer, who hates illusions and this produces the vicious rage I’m not able to refuse. I lost myself in darkness. In the obscurity I find myself again I annihilated myself and now I get conscience of my power I burn out and I reborn I desire and my unconscious satisfies me. I dream to float on my life’s surface I am the stranger who looks inside… I am a dreamer, who hates illusions. |
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3. | Death Vision | 05:02 | Show lyrics |
Spectre of death influencing our lives, you hang over us You bite our hips we undergo your second level effects You sunk us in your vortex, you cyclically return to molest our certainty. I reject repetitions, I cannot keep abreast of my thoughts, too fast… I don’t check my weigh, I hate all pre-arranged feasts I’m used to writing when I’m alone, I hate chewing people I sink you in my vortex, I cyclically return to molest your certainty. Snow falls attracted by earth An inner passion moves it, Like the passion between the seeds and the ground. Black vision, lack of pressure and collapse Red vision, blood up to brain. I live in a marsh of crimes and nerves Hybrid of happy sprawls Lighted by invention. My breast of tenebra feeds the silence. Black vision, lack of pressure and collapse Red vision, blood up to brain. …e nella notte vaghi tesori rifulgono. |
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4. | Whispers of Sin | 03:43 | Show lyrics |
I listened to the sound of the rebirth and chaos Timid essence of an ancestral ego I had the visions of an enchanted world Mucked up by the vile actions of men. I abandoned the oasis of fragility in the desert of my confusion. I listened to the sound of the rebirth and chaos Timid essence of an ancestral ego I had the visions of an enchanted world Mucked up by the vile actions of men… …But delighted by the whisperings of sin If spirits shook hearts and minds Then souls would rise to splendid capricious and prismatic beings No longer in the shade of pain trees. In the not-light of few angels and fairies in ecstasy That bewitch suffering and turn it into blinding, gratifying night. I listened to the sound of the rebirth and chaos Timid essence of an ancestral ego I had the visions of an enchanted world Mucked up by the vile actions of men. |
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5. | Assassin | 05:08 | Show lyrics |
Much madness is divinest sense, demur and be dangerous. I had been hungry of news, creativity and freedom, Now I can eat of them and I’m not sated yet. And now I roam the sovereign woods And every time I speak the mountains straight reply. I have the power to kill without the power to die, but I have no enemies and I don’t need revenge. I don’t know death nor defeat Even if I marched in the sewer of hell. Much madness is divinest sense, demur and be dangerous. I had been thirsty of knowledge, action and bravery Now I can rule my flesh and I won’t save a place for your death. Now I can keep agony away. And I refuse men escaping from the mind of man. Witchcraft was hung, but I find the magic I need inside me every day. I don’t believe in sins nor in temptation Even if I crept into the womb of the beast. Now I can keep agony away. |
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6. | The Days of the After and Behind | 05:48 | Show lyrics |
I was walking in the dust Through the half-closed spaces Incrustations of mud and dew Resins dripped in the stone. I discerned a man, alone, Frightened eyes, red of pain. I was walking in the pale wintry sun Through the substrates of the wind Mosaics of clouds like raging herds. I discerned a crow, fierce, scanning the horizon… … vitreous eyes… and silver tears… notes of a new pentagram, white pages ready to shelter obscure mysteries. I was walking in the dust Through the half-closed spaces Incrustations of mud and dew Resins dripped in the stone. I discerned a man, alone, Frightened eyes, red of pain. These are the days of the after and behind, The days of the present, that rolls by slow and full. I was walking in the dust Through the half-closed spaces Mosaics of clouds like raging herds. I was walking in the dust Through the half-closed spaces Vitreous eyes and silver tears. |
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7. | Apocalypse | 06:01 | Show lyrics |
In you I saw the fear that destroys You were infected by it. Fear is an illness, that crawls into souls and contaminates peace. You didn’t grow up to live in fear Erase it from your heart, don’t bring it with you. Join us on the sacred hill of our fathers And ask their spirits to guide us. Sweet pitying mother protect them from suffering. Oh brothers who are sleeping, You have touched the cold morning of this day But now you cannot feel the ice of the night. We fight ‘cause the gallows goddess has no mercy upon the weak Her soul is waiting for yours in the shade of the cypress Before this day comes to its end I will leave this world And again I will embrace hell’s torments with pleasure. You are afraid of me, it is right you feel it For you all, ignoble beings, the sacred time is coming. Beware of the sun obscurity Beware of the man who leads the jaguar Look at him reviving from the mud and dust. He will erase the sky and scrape the earth He will sweep you away and put an end to your world He is with us now. Soon the day will look like the night. And you’ll be led to your end. |
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8. | The Oracle (Of the Fog) | 05:06 | Show lyrics |
A veiled fog alights on the dark skin of the night I crossed it pensive, with the heart full of hope. Today I spoke again with the man, who taught me to dare His face is grievously embalmed in baked clay. But his spirit continues to pulse inside me. He said: “sometimes you need to risk, to do something else, ought to forgo guarantees, ‘cause they are also compulsions”. His words are my oracle, also after a long time. I told my story to him And his eyes turned into a loving smile. There is silence now The beasts have arrived and their fangs have caught them all, but me. The oracle of the fog prophesied a favourable destiny The spirit of the right conscience will pulse inside me forever and ever and ever. A veiled fog alights on the dark skin of the night A veiled fog alights on the dark skin of the night I crossed it pensive, with the heart full of hope. |
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9. | Requiem | 05:17 | Show lyrics |
I thought about a sacrifice And if anyone has ever understood what I wrote In the shadows, in blood, with blood I thought about a sacrifice… Actually I don’t mind. You can however drink of me, as I was a marble fountain in the heart of Rome, I thought about a sacrifice And if anyone has ever understood what I wrote In the shadows, in blood, with blood I thought about a sacrifice… Actually I don’t mind. You can however eat of me, as I was a wedding banquet you were not invited to. Mourn on my portrait, Cry on my stone, It’s not me to pay the coffin, neither cash, nor rates. Mourn on my portrait, Cry on my stone, It’s not me to pay the coffin, neither cash, nor rates. If god existed and I believed in him he would be seated in this room with me. Tuba mirum spargens sonum per sepulchra regionum. My thoughts are too inmost for your lips. My words are too low for your ears. If god existed and I believed in him he would be seated in this room with me. The reign of fire hasn’t come to its end yet My pulsing blood is not dried in the veins yet. (Accogliete la sua anima e presentatela davanti al trono dell’altissimo.) |
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10. | This Is Not the Silence | 05:35 | Show lyrics |
This is not the silence, but its void Without memory, fixed in formalin. Sea without shores and horizons Wind dissolving dried up remains Obscurity of visceral holes Sinking into remote abysses Fragments of a stigmatized soul Defying the other side of destiny. Iron force digging the heart pulp Pure diamond shining in secret on the tame limit of imploring blood Game of deceit and illusions Hand that raises the curtain Every atom of air nourishing me. Melting the unknown Unleashing the black cloud of enigmas. Don’t close your eyes in the face of havoc Cure the ill sprouts! Blind universe, hollow in which we write what we have done We are programmed to believe in something we cannot see Armed with instinct of escape and defence The dead cannot lie Azure bruise, embrace without possess of beauty. Immense cruet of quartz, where gold and basalt merge in primordial vibrations. Savage dawn, blurry stars massacre Arcane sky, spheres in shiver. It is the power of magic radiating from us, exiling us. Foster the comment of birds and nature Energy and music of stones The theorem of the devil rustles immortal luxury. I am bloodless and now only dust can bloom in my veins dry like brambles. And now the wound is thirsty of another blade. |
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11. | Hypnotic Psychosis | 03:15 | Show lyrics |
Sickness and delirium Testimony of madness Electric orgasm of frequencies Aphrodisiac mosaic of sounds. Experiencing a complete absence of nostalgia Producing anti-prosaic impact on symphonies. Arabesques of notes played by disembodied chess master Acoustic stimulations for harmonic erections. Extracting the basic formula of evil virus Screaming, loud noise! Hysterical physical changes, ghosts waiting for a body. Abdicated flashes burning in a cold yellow halo The evil is there waiting. Grey as ashes Galvanized by obscenities. Hypnotic psychosis Visceral stimulations Virtual addiction of cerebral events Relief from tension. Testimonies of horror Nubbly degenerations Venereal disease. Catatonic sensations Suppurating scars, translucent disharmony. Administrator of artificial respiration Ruling days of black terror Asymmetrical pothole, merging several places at once. |
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12. | Whispers of Sin (Ancestral Remix) | 03:43 | |
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13. | Hypnotic Psychosis (Chaotic Remix) | 02:28 | |
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01:02:58 |
Silence
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Killer Bob | Bass |
Alberto Gaggiotti | Drums |
Frank Booth | Guitars |
Cadaveria | Vocals |
Dick Laurent | Guitars |
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1. | Velo (The Other Side of Hate) | 04:14 | Show lyrics |
I know it won’t be forever But this is happiness and it’s enough Now I can see the colors Now I can feel the voice of silence and satisfy my soul No way to think to anything else Deep and new vibrations are engaging my mind Now I can see the colors Now I can feel the voice of silence and satisfy my soul I hate orders I’m extreme Openness and sincerity Don’t look for anything more No property, no egoism, no plans Just give me a reason to come back and stay No lies, no shells Do what you feel and prefer Truth is so liberating – There is greatness in you Truth is so liberating – Don’t betray yourself I hate orders I’m extreme No lies, no shells, no egoism, no plans There is greatness in you. Do not betray yourself Deep and new vibrations are engaging my mind I wish to soothe myself and extinguish Don’t run! Velo… No property, no egoism, no plans The other side of hate |
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2. | Carnival of Doom | 03:28 | Show lyrics |
Colors, transfigurations, the absurd, the freak Come, come ladies and gentlemen Merry-go-round and sweets Welcome to this crazy show Insane asylum for the voices of madness Poetry and folly as antidotes to life Vortex of vampires and blood-soaked nurses This is the carnival of doom This journey begins after darkness The beasts will soon dance in the fire This is the carnival of doom Colors, transfigurations, the absurd, the freak Come, come ladies and gentlemen Merry-go-round and sweets Fire-eaters, teddy bears, prizes and guns Tumblers of shadows Contortionists of the spirit Acrobats of destiny You’ll experiment the fascination of this Nirvana of noise Jugglers of life playing with tarots of hope A Nirvana of noise This is the carnival of doom |
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3. | Free Spirit | 04:44 | Show lyrics |
This is a nameless night, but it’s so meaningful Almost perfect it is the scenery The snow, a party elsewhere… Somebody in a bed of sex and pleasure Let’s soil of blood this pure white falling snow All’s rising and falling in lies All’s rising and falling in lies Lack of answers, absence of truth Thoughts and actions are overloaded by structures Find the force to convert this state of absolute absence In a cradle of art and knowledge Let’s soil of blood this pure white falling snow All’s rising and falling in lies All’s rising and falling in lies A feeble light to look at for a while I want to fly, release my free spirit Delicious and sublime Let’s soil of blood this pure white falling snow All’s rising and falling in lies All’s rising and falling in lies Inconsistent body, catatonic state of mind No hurry in this night No hurry in this night Inconsistent body, catatonic state of mind Delicious and sublime Delicious and sublime |
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4. | The Soul That Doesn’t Sleep | 03:34 | Show lyrics |
There is a feeling, probably a sensation, that arises in me today It’s like a strange form of irrepressible inclination to weeping and rest I can’t decipher the weeping reason There is an implied joy But these tears are not flowing for joy It could be this sick music I’m listening to And the consciousness to be alone Although I’m going to meet the world All my fears come true All my nightmares come true It won’t be the dark that will send my soul to sleep It won’t be the sun to awake my soul, I’m alive! I’m free and satisfied I’m alive, at least until you survive The soul that doesn’t sleep My, my soul will never sleep There is a feeling, probably a sensation, that arises in me today It’s like a strange form of irrepressible inclination to weeping and rest I am alive, at least until you survive |
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5. | Existence | 04:56 | Show lyrics |
In a fireflies’ world already gone when we begin to look at it Interested in anything disinterested in production In this fireflies’ world Arriving on the threshold of a half-life I’m troubled by the thought of living only half I get worked up about the heat of parading Debilitated by the anxiety of inspecting me inside I love men of the great contempt, they are also the men of the great veneration In life, rather than in chess, the game goes on even after the checkmate In a fireflies’ world already gone when we begin to look at it Interested in anything disinterested in production In this fireflies’ world Arriving on the threshold of a half-life I count the forever things I have done My soul, my skin, the only responsibility My soul, my skin, testimonies of existence I love men of the great contempt, they are also the men of the great veneration In life, rather than in chess, the game goes on even after the checkmate |
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6. | Out Loud | 03:16 | Show lyrics |
Silence! Permeated by a warm and heavy embrace I still don’t know what it was Fear of being disappointed again and again Faithful to my sixth sense Torment and dissolution Pain - I must recover in music I thought you were so immense While they were just sensations Permeated by my light I touch the stars Rising from my abyss Dominated by my wish I’ve no regrets Hiding myself in darkness I ask for silence Torment and dissolution Pain - I must recover in music I thought you were so immense While they were just sensations I’ve already expiated enough I leave you to your damnations Seedy forces have exploited my heart Only music can now save my soul! I ask for silence! Torment and dissolution Pain - I must recover in music I thought you were so immense While they were just illusions I’m asking for silence Out loud! |
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7. | Death, Again | 05:04 | Show lyrics |
Overheated by passion, wired by the wind and nature Surfing on the other side of the world Ho sentito il mio corpo permearsi di paura To lose all what I gained before ‘Cause when you think to defeat it Or at least to pander it, to accept it Understand it, synthesize it, exorcise it, elaborate it Here she comes again, the death, when you were not expecting her She wears young clothes, she has weaved But she opens old wounds again Queen, triumphant queen Inconceivable and sovereign mystery Time, time, we never get enough of you Time, time, we never get enough of you I dreamt to be bitten by a dog I dreamt to give birth I dreamt to die and to see myself blowing out I dreamt to be swallowed by the fog I dreamt to be a toy I dreamt to be pierced by thousands needles I didn’t feel any pain, I felt nothing! Here she comes again, the death, when you were not expecting her She wears young clothes, she has weaved But she opens old wounds again Queen, triumphant queen Inconceivable and sovereign mystery |
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8. | Exercise1 | 03:54 | Show lyrics |
absence absurdity amazement anger anxiety arm art awakening beauty bed behavior bodies brain breathe certainty chasm confession consciousness courage creation damnation dark delight desire (disaster) disappearance (disease) ecstasy embrace emotions eroticism errors experience expression fall fate fatigue female fidelity fight flavor forgiveness freedom genius gift god hands happiness heart heels hell help hooker identity imagination inside instinct intrigue jealousy kiss knowledge laceration life lightness limits love lucifer madness melancholy memory mistake misunderstanding moral mouths mystery nails nice nightmare oath odor orgasm pain paradise possession pulse questions rage reaction reality relief respect rise ruin seduction senses sex shame silence sin skin soul tattoos tears thighs thrill time touch trust truth understanding union value voices waiting watch wound x y zero |
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9. | Almost Ghostly | 04:22 | Show lyrics |
Understood I’m plain when I express myself, suffering when I must censor myself for unknown reasons Anything wrong in this? What’s the boundary between be real and faithful to your soul and let things happen how they have to go? Between free will and destiny? Feeling time flowing, perceiving life elapsing Almost ghostly, blindness follows Light comes from above They sit on the branches waiting for the wind Endangered I will want passion, I want love We are the center, we came first Murmur words of fire as we came first Before everybody, before all Almost ghostly, blindness follows Light comes from above They sit on the branches waiting for the wind Endangered I will want passion, I want love We are the center, we came first Murmur words of fire as we came first Before everybody, before all Almost ghostly, almost blur Forever faithful to our souls Almost ghostly, almost blur The light is coming from above |
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10. | Loneliness | 04:42 | Show lyrics |
Here is me again Here’s who I am I live day by day with long-term projects Here is where I arrived Every day a new tile I continue to feel a gap Something that I call loneliness I must find a solitude moment to write And then music will be born by itself This is my path, this is my knowledge Eating the fruits of a hard long work You need a great wish to be Here is where I arrived Every day a new tile I continue to feel a gap Something that I call loneliness Lives and souls that seems to touch each other But that’ll never reach the infinity |
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11. | Strangled Idols | 05:00 | Show lyrics |
I contemplate only shreds of truth Nocturnal gusts make whirlpool Strangled idols, seduced souls, opaque state of joy Time after time all idols have been strangled Resignation to uncertainty, resignation to the essential asymmetry of the world Day after day all idols have been strangled In this mute instant of silence all reality seems to have its own reason to exist I’m two voices, duality, I’m a witch that must not count to ten Time after time all idols have been strangled Resignation to uncertainty, resignation to the essential asymmetry of the world Day after day all idols have been strangled In this mute instant of silence all reality seems to have its own reason to exist Life! Death! Time! Pain! Joy! Silence! An instance of silence between two noises of life Cut throat of not lived time Shredded leaves of my wretched life Death glance, bringer of life Shelled by the system, blinded by faith Guided by instinct, armoured by pain Time after time all idols have been strangled Resignation to uncertainty, resignation to this shutter world Time after time all idols have been strangled Resignation to uncertainty, resignation to this shutter world Day after day all the idols have been strangled In this pure instant of silence, infected by seduced souls |
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47:14 |
Silence
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Killer Bob | Bass |
Alberto Gaggiotti | Drums |
Frank Booth | Guitars |
Cadaveria | Vocals |
Dick Laurent | Guitars |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Velo (The Other Side of Hate) | 04:14 | Show lyrics |
I know it won’t be forever But this is happiness and it’s enough Now I can see the colors Now I can feel the voice of silence and satisfy my soul No way to think to anything else Deep and new vibrations are engaging my mind Now I can see the colors Now I can feel the voice of silence and satisfy my soul I hate orders I’m extreme Openness and sincerity Don’t look for anything more No property, no egoism, no plans Just give me a reason to come back and stay No lies, no shells Do what you feel and prefer Truth is so liberating – There is greatness in you Truth is so liberating – Don’t betray yourself I hate orders I’m extreme No lies, no shells, no egoism, no plans There is greatness in you. Do not betray yourself Deep and new vibrations are engaging my mind I wish to soothe myself and extinguish Don’t run! Velo… No property, no egoism, no plans The other side of hate |
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2. | Carnival of Doom | 03:28 | Show lyrics |
Colors, transfigurations, the absurd, the freak Come, come ladies and gentlemen Merry-go-round and sweets Welcome to this crazy show Insane asylum for the voices of madness Poetry and folly as antidotes to life Vortex of vampires and blood-soaked nurses This is the carnival of doom This journey begins after darkness The beasts will soon dance in the fire This is the carnival of doom Colors, transfigurations, the absurd, the freak Come, come ladies and gentlemen Merry-go-round and sweets Fire-eaters, teddy bears, prizes and guns Tumblers of shadows Contortionists of the spirit Acrobats of destiny You’ll experiment the fascination of this Nirvana of noise Jugglers of life playing with tarots of hope A Nirvana of noise This is the carnival of doom |
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3. | Free Spirit | 04:44 | Show lyrics |
This is a nameless night, but it’s so meaningful Almost perfect it is the scenery The snow, a party elsewhere… Somebody in a bed of sex and pleasure Let’s soil of blood this pure white falling snow All’s rising and falling in lies All’s rising and falling in lies Lack of answers, absence of truth Thoughts and actions are overloaded by structures Find the force to convert this state of absolute absence In a cradle of art and knowledge Let’s soil of blood this pure white falling snow All’s rising and falling in lies All’s rising and falling in lies A feeble light to look at for a while I want to fly, release my free spirit Delicious and sublime Let’s soil of blood this pure white falling snow All’s rising and falling in lies All’s rising and falling in lies Inconsistent body, catatonic state of mind No hurry in this night No hurry in this night Inconsistent body, catatonic state of mind Delicious and sublime Delicious and sublime |
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4. | The Soul That Doesn’t Sleep | 03:34 | Show lyrics |
There is a feeling, probably a sensation, that arises in me today It’s like a strange form of irrepressible inclination to weeping and rest I can’t decipher the weeping reason There is an implied joy But these tears are not flowing for joy It could be this sick music I’m listening to And the consciousness to be alone Although I’m going to meet the world All my fears come true All my nightmares come true It won’t be the dark that will send my soul to sleep It won’t be the sun to awake my soul, I’m alive! I’m free and satisfied I’m alive, at least until you survive The soul that doesn’t sleep My, my soul will never sleep There is a feeling, probably a sensation, that arises in me today It’s like a strange form of irrepressible inclination to weeping and rest I am alive, at least until you survive |
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5. | Existence | 04:56 | Show lyrics |
In a fireflies’ world already gone when we begin to look at it Interested in anything disinterested in production In this fireflies’ world Arriving on the threshold of a half-life I’m troubled by the thought of living only half I get worked up about the heat of parading Debilitated by the anxiety of inspecting me inside I love men of the great contempt, they are also the men of the great veneration In life, rather than in chess, the game goes on even after the checkmate In a fireflies’ world already gone when we begin to look at it Interested in anything disinterested in production In this fireflies’ world Arriving on the threshold of a half-life I count the forever things I have done My soul, my skin, the only responsibility My soul, my skin, testimonies of existence I love men of the great contempt, they are also the men of the great veneration In life, rather than in chess, the game goes on even after the checkmate |
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6. | Out Loud | 03:16 | Show lyrics |
Silence! Permeated by a warm and heavy embrace I still don’t know what it was Fear of being disappointed again and again Faithful to my sixth sense Torment and dissolution Pain - I must recover in music I thought you were so immense While they were just sensations Permeated by my light I touch the stars Rising from my abyss Dominated by my wish I’ve no regrets Hiding myself in darkness I ask for silence Torment and dissolution Pain - I must recover in music I thought you were so immense While they were just sensations I’ve already expiated enough I leave you to your damnations Seedy forces have exploited my heart Only music can now save my soul! I ask for silence! Torment and dissolution Pain - I must recover in music I thought you were so immense While they were just illusions I’m asking for silence Out loud! |
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7. | Death, Again | 05:04 | Show lyrics |
Overheated by passion, wired by the wind and nature Surfing on the other side of the world Ho sentito il mio corpo permearsi di paura To lose all what I gained before ‘Cause when you think to defeat it Or at least to pander it, to accept it Understand it, synthesize it, exorcise it, elaborate it Here she comes again, the death, when you were not expecting her She wears young clothes, she has weaved But she opens old wounds again Queen, triumphant queen Inconceivable and sovereign mystery Time, time, we never get enough of you Time, time, we never get enough of you I dreamt to be bitten by a dog I dreamt to give birth I dreamt to die and to see myself blowing out I dreamt to be swallowed by the fog I dreamt to be a toy I dreamt to be pierced by thousands needles I didn’t feel any pain, I felt nothing! Here she comes again, the death, when you were not expecting her She wears young clothes, she has weaved But she opens old wounds again Queen, triumphant queen Inconceivable and sovereign mystery |
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8. | Exercise1 | 03:54 | Show lyrics |
absence absurdity amazement anger anxiety arm art awakening beauty bed behavior bodies brain breathe certainty chasm confession consciousness courage creation damnation dark delight desire (disaster) disappearance (disease) ecstasy embrace emotions eroticism errors experience expression fall fate fatigue female fidelity fight flavor forgiveness freedom genius gift god hands happiness heart heels hell help hooker identity imagination inside instinct intrigue jealousy kiss knowledge laceration life lightness limits love lucifer madness melancholy memory mistake misunderstanding moral mouths mystery nails nice nightmare oath odor orgasm pain paradise possession pulse questions rage reaction reality relief respect rise ruin seduction senses sex shame silence sin skin soul tattoos tears thighs thrill time touch trust truth understanding union value voices waiting watch wound x y zero |
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9. | Almost Ghostly | 04:22 | Show lyrics |
Understood I’m plain when I express myself, suffering when I must censor myself for unknown reasons Anything wrong in this? What’s the boundary between be real and faithful to your soul and let things happen how they have to go? Between free will and destiny? Feeling time flowing, perceiving life elapsing Almost ghostly, blindness follows Light comes from above They sit on the branches waiting for the wind Endangered I will want passion, I want love We are the center, we came first Murmur words of fire as we came first Before everybody, before all Almost ghostly, blindness follows Light comes from above They sit on the branches waiting for the wind Endangered I will want passion, I want love We are the center, we came first Murmur words of fire as we came first Before everybody, before all Almost ghostly, almost blur Forever faithful to our souls Almost ghostly, almost blur The light is coming from above |
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10. | Loneliness | 04:42 | Show lyrics |
Here is me again Here’s who I am I live day by day with long-term projects Here is where I arrived Every day a new tile I continue to feel a gap Something that I call loneliness I must find a solitude moment to write And then music will be born by itself This is my path, this is my knowledge Eating the fruits of a hard long work You need a great wish to be Here is where I arrived Every day a new tile I continue to feel a gap Something that I call loneliness Lives and souls that seems to touch each other But that’ll never reach the infinity |
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11. | Strangled Idols | 05:00 | Show lyrics |
I contemplate only shreds of truth Nocturnal gusts make whirlpool Strangled idols, seduced souls, opaque state of joy Time after time all idols have been strangled Resignation to uncertainty, resignation to the essential asymmetry of the world Day after day all idols have been strangled In this mute instant of silence all reality seems to have its own reason to exist I’m two voices, duality, I’m a witch that must not count to ten Time after time all idols have been strangled Resignation to uncertainty, resignation to the essential asymmetry of the world Day after day all idols have been strangled In this mute instant of silence all reality seems to have its own reason to exist Life! Death! Time! Pain! Joy! Silence! An instance of silence between two noises of life Cut throat of not lived time Shredded leaves of my wretched life Death glance, bringer of life Shelled by the system, blinded by faith Guided by instinct, armoured by pain Time after time all idols have been strangled Resignation to uncertainty, resignation to this shutter world Time after time all idols have been strangled Resignation to uncertainty, resignation to this shutter world Day after day all the idols have been strangled In this pure instant of silence, infected by seduced souls |
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47:14 |
Silence
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Killer Bob | Bass |
Alberto Gaggiotti | Drums |
Frank Booth | Guitars |
Cadaveria | Vocals |
Dick Laurent | Guitars |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Velo (The Other Side of Hate) | 04:14 | Show lyrics |
I know it won’t be forever But this is happiness and it’s enough Now I can see the colors Now I can feel the voice of silence and satisfy my soul No way to think to anything else Deep and new vibrations are engaging my mind Now I can see the colors Now I can feel the voice of silence and satisfy my soul I hate orders I’m extreme Openness and sincerity Don’t look for anything more No property, no egoism, no plans Just give me a reason to come back and stay No lies, no shells Do what you feel and prefer Truth is so liberating – There is greatness in you Truth is so liberating – Don’t betray yourself I hate orders I’m extreme No lies, no shells, no egoism, no plans There is greatness in you. Do not betray yourself Deep and new vibrations are engaging my mind I wish to soothe myself and extinguish Don’t run! Velo… No property, no egoism, no plans The other side of hate |
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2. | Carnival of Doom | 03:28 | Show lyrics |
Colors, transfigurations, the absurd, the freak Come, come ladies and gentlemen Merry-go-round and sweets Welcome to this crazy show Insane asylum for the voices of madness Poetry and folly as antidotes to life Vortex of vampires and blood-soaked nurses This is the carnival of doom This journey begins after darkness The beasts will soon dance in the fire This is the carnival of doom Colors, transfigurations, the absurd, the freak Come, come ladies and gentlemen Merry-go-round and sweets Fire-eaters, teddy bears, prizes and guns Tumblers of shadows Contortionists of the spirit Acrobats of destiny You’ll experiment the fascination of this Nirvana of noise Jugglers of life playing with tarots of hope A Nirvana of noise This is the carnival of doom |
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3. | Free Spirit | 04:44 | Show lyrics |
This is a nameless night, but it’s so meaningful Almost perfect it is the scenery The snow, a party elsewhere… Somebody in a bed of sex and pleasure Let’s soil of blood this pure white falling snow All’s rising and falling in lies All’s rising and falling in lies Lack of answers, absence of truth Thoughts and actions are overloaded by structures Find the force to convert this state of absolute absence In a cradle of art and knowledge Let’s soil of blood this pure white falling snow All’s rising and falling in lies All’s rising and falling in lies A feeble light to look at for a while I want to fly, release my free spirit Delicious and sublime Let’s soil of blood this pure white falling snow All’s rising and falling in lies All’s rising and falling in lies Inconsistent body, catatonic state of mind No hurry in this night No hurry in this night Inconsistent body, catatonic state of mind Delicious and sublime Delicious and sublime |
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4. | The Soul That Doesn’t Sleep | 03:34 | Show lyrics |
There is a feeling, probably a sensation, that arises in me today It’s like a strange form of irrepressible inclination to weeping and rest I can’t decipher the weeping reason There is an implied joy But these tears are not flowing for joy It could be this sick music I’m listening to And the consciousness to be alone Although I’m going to meet the world All my fears come true All my nightmares come true It won’t be the dark that will send my soul to sleep It won’t be the sun to awake my soul, I’m alive! I’m free and satisfied I’m alive, at least until you survive The soul that doesn’t sleep My, my soul will never sleep There is a feeling, probably a sensation, that arises in me today It’s like a strange form of irrepressible inclination to weeping and rest I am alive, at least until you survive |
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5. | Existence | 04:56 | Show lyrics |
In a fireflies’ world already gone when we begin to look at it Interested in anything disinterested in production In this fireflies’ world Arriving on the threshold of a half-life I’m troubled by the thought of living only half I get worked up about the heat of parading Debilitated by the anxiety of inspecting me inside I love men of the great contempt, they are also the men of the great veneration In life, rather than in chess, the game goes on even after the checkmate In a fireflies’ world already gone when we begin to look at it Interested in anything disinterested in production In this fireflies’ world Arriving on the threshold of a half-life I count the forever things I have done My soul, my skin, the only responsibility My soul, my skin, testimonies of existence I love men of the great contempt, they are also the men of the great veneration In life, rather than in chess, the game goes on even after the checkmate |
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6. | Out Loud | 03:16 | Show lyrics |
Silence! Permeated by a warm and heavy embrace I still don’t know what it was Fear of being disappointed again and again Faithful to my sixth sense Torment and dissolution Pain - I must recover in music I thought you were so immense While they were just sensations Permeated by my light I touch the stars Rising from my abyss Dominated by my wish I’ve no regrets Hiding myself in darkness I ask for silence Torment and dissolution Pain - I must recover in music I thought you were so immense While they were just sensations I’ve already expiated enough I leave you to your damnations Seedy forces have exploited my heart Only music can now save my soul! I ask for silence! Torment and dissolution Pain - I must recover in music I thought you were so immense While they were just illusions I’m asking for silence Out loud! |
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7. | Death, Again | 05:04 | Show lyrics |
Overheated by passion, wired by the wind and nature Surfing on the other side of the world Ho sentito il mio corpo permearsi di paura To lose all what I gained before ‘Cause when you think to defeat it Or at least to pander it, to accept it Understand it, synthesize it, exorcise it, elaborate it Here she comes again, the death, when you were not expecting her She wears young clothes, she has weaved But she opens old wounds again Queen, triumphant queen Inconceivable and sovereign mystery Time, time, we never get enough of you Time, time, we never get enough of you I dreamt to be bitten by a dog I dreamt to give birth I dreamt to die and to see myself blowing out I dreamt to be swallowed by the fog I dreamt to be a toy I dreamt to be pierced by thousands needles I didn’t feel any pain, I felt nothing! Here she comes again, the death, when you were not expecting her She wears young clothes, she has weaved But she opens old wounds again Queen, triumphant queen Inconceivable and sovereign mystery |
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8. | Exercise1 | 03:54 | Show lyrics |
absence absurdity amazement anger anxiety arm art awakening beauty bed behavior bodies brain breathe certainty chasm confession consciousness courage creation damnation dark delight desire (disaster) disappearance (disease) ecstasy embrace emotions eroticism errors experience expression fall fate fatigue female fidelity fight flavor forgiveness freedom genius gift god hands happiness heart heels hell help hooker identity imagination inside instinct intrigue jealousy kiss knowledge laceration life lightness limits love lucifer madness melancholy memory mistake misunderstanding moral mouths mystery nails nice nightmare oath odor orgasm pain paradise possession pulse questions rage reaction reality relief respect rise ruin seduction senses sex shame silence sin skin soul tattoos tears thighs thrill time touch trust truth understanding union value voices waiting watch wound x y zero |
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9. | Almost Ghostly | 04:22 | Show lyrics |
Understood I’m plain when I express myself, suffering when I must censor myself for unknown reasons Anything wrong in this? What’s the boundary between be real and faithful to your soul and let things happen how they have to go? Between free will and destiny? Feeling time flowing, perceiving life elapsing Almost ghostly, blindness follows Light comes from above They sit on the branches waiting for the wind Endangered I will want passion, I want love We are the center, we came first Murmur words of fire as we came first Before everybody, before all Almost ghostly, blindness follows Light comes from above They sit on the branches waiting for the wind Endangered I will want passion, I want love We are the center, we came first Murmur words of fire as we came first Before everybody, before all Almost ghostly, almost blur Forever faithful to our souls Almost ghostly, almost blur The light is coming from above |
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10. | Loneliness | 04:42 | Show lyrics |
Here is me again Here’s who I am I live day by day with long-term projects Here is where I arrived Every day a new tile I continue to feel a gap Something that I call loneliness I must find a solitude moment to write And then music will be born by itself This is my path, this is my knowledge Eating the fruits of a hard long work You need a great wish to be Here is where I arrived Every day a new tile I continue to feel a gap Something that I call loneliness Lives and souls that seems to touch each other But that’ll never reach the infinity |
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11. | Strangled Idols | 05:00 | Show lyrics |
I contemplate only shreds of truth Nocturnal gusts make whirlpool Strangled idols, seduced souls, opaque state of joy Time after time all idols have been strangled Resignation to uncertainty, resignation to the essential asymmetry of the world Day after day all idols have been strangled In this mute instant of silence all reality seems to have its own reason to exist I’m two voices, duality, I’m a witch that must not count to ten Time after time all idols have been strangled Resignation to uncertainty, resignation to the essential asymmetry of the world Day after day all idols have been strangled In this mute instant of silence all reality seems to have its own reason to exist Life! Death! Time! Pain! Joy! Silence! An instance of silence between two noises of life Cut throat of not lived time Shredded leaves of my wretched life Death glance, bringer of life Shelled by the system, blinded by faith Guided by instinct, armoured by pain Time after time all idols have been strangled Resignation to uncertainty, resignation to this shutter world Time after time all idols have been strangled Resignation to uncertainty, resignation to this shutter world Day after day all the idols have been strangled In this pure instant of silence, infected by seduced souls |
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47:14 |
Mondoscuro
Members | |
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Band members | |
Necrodeath | |
Peso | Drums |
Flegias | Vocals |
Pier Gonella | Guitars |
GL | Bass |
Cadaveria | |
Alberto Gaggiotti | Drums |
Cadaveria | Vocals |
Dick Laurent | Guitars |
Peter Dayton | Bass |
Guest/Session | |
Tiziana Ravetti | Vocals (soprano) |
Cristiano Caldera | Vocals (tenor) |
Ignis Forasdomine | Organ |
Lindsay Schoolcraft | Vocals (soprano) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Paolo Perrotta Mazza | Artwork |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Cadaveria - Mater Tenebrarum (Necrodeath cover) | 05:29 | Show lyrics |
Inferno’s book symbol of blasphemy and fear Unveils the still upbraided sign of death Mothers unite as one in shape of evil itself Darkness, tears and breathes MATER TENEBRARUM Vision of inverted, fallen destiny in sight The slave of hers inside of me Jezebels scream for your defeat by smell of vault Sacrifice your eyes to see MATER TENEBRARUM "BELLUM, MORTEM, CRUDELITATES SUBTILES ET IMMENSA FEREMUS, INQUIETAE SUMUS ET INSATIABILES, ODII SATURAE, SUBIECTAE ANIMI IMPETIS, FASTIDIUM, INVIDIA, DISCIDIUM, INTER NOS, SACERDOTES SATANAS STANT." Fires, devils, from the depth of horror Mothers demand the orgies of blood Threw your lighted candles to the ground Blest be the man that spares these sounds Dance, around the pale Uprising chalice holds my veins Obnoxious mind, cursed souls Desire of death, praying’ to meet ghouls Mothers, contend the reign The Antagonist, claims God’s domain They will break they will twist They will burn they’ll destroy |
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2. | Necrodeath - Spell (Cadaveria cover) | 05:14 | Show lyrics |
Beautiful witch give light to this black muddy sky Snatch darkness from these hours devoid of evening and morning devoid of stars and funereal lightnings. There is a path with no light and no moon I ran through it to rescue my flesh from the poisoned darts. Modify your mind follow the shapes from the red seven to the blue one Mark the sacred space in the name of wind and sound Say your solemn prayer to the burning fire Invoke the grace of water sources and raging oceans Invite earth’s creatures to your dance. May Rafe lead my soul to victory He’s the master of my turbid game May his energy bless my hand when I move the pieces His power protects my secret plan May his genius hasten the times. His presence secures my triumph. Enemies’ minds are frozen in a cloud of impotence Their projects are sentenced to fail No acts in the present, no acts in the future. Now destiny is engraved on eternal memories. Cosmic energies will spread it in the Universe. No forces in their bodies No life in their souls. |
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3. | Cadaveria - Dominion of Pain (feat. Flegias) | 05:59 | |
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4. | Necrodeath - Rise Above (feat. Cadaveria) | 04:44 | |
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5. | Cadaveria - Christian Woman (Type O Negative cover) | 08:39 | Show lyrics |
Forgive her, for she knows not what she does A cross upon her bedroom wall From grace she will fall An image burning in her mind And between her thighs A dying God-man full of pain When will you come again? Before him, beg to serve or please On your back or knees There’s no forgiveness for her sins Prefers punishment? Would you suffer eternally Or internally? For her lust, she’ll burn in Hell Her soul done medium well All through mass manual stimulation Salvation Corpus Christi She needs Corpus Christi Corpus Christi Corpus Christi She needs Corpus Christi Corpus Christi Body of Christ She needs Body of Christ Body of Christ She’d like to know God Ooh, love God Feel her God Inside of her, deep inside of her She’d like to know God Love God Feel, feel, feel her God Inside of her, deep inside of her Inside of her Deep inside of her Jesus Christ looks like me, Jesus Christ Jesus Christ looks like me, Jesus Christ Jesus Christ looks like me, Jesus Christ Jesus Christ looks like me, Jesus Christ, ah Jesus Christ looks like me, Jesus Christ, yeah Jesus Christ looks like me, Jesus Christ Jesus Christ looks like me, Jesus Christ, yeah Jesus Christ looks like me, Jesus Christ, uh |
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6. | Necrodeath - Helter Skelter (The Beatles cover) | 02:30 | Show lyrics |
[Intro] When I get to the bottom, I go back to the top of the slide Where I stop, and I turn, and I go for a ride ’Til I get to the bottom, and I see you again! Yeah, yeah, yeah! [Verse 1] Well, do you, don’t you want me to love you? I’m coming down fast, but I’m miles above you Tell me, tell me, tell me, come on, tell me the answer! Well, you may be a lover, but you ain’t no dancer [Chorus] Now, Helter skelter Helter skelter Helter skelter Yeah Woo! [Verse 2] Oh, will you, won’t you want me to make you? I’m coming down fast, but don’t let me break you Tell me, tell me, tell me the answer! You may be a lover, but you ain’t no dancer [Chorus] Look out! Helter skelter Helter skelter Helter skelter Ooh! [Bridge] Look out! ’Cause here she comes [Intro] When I get to the bottom, I go back to the top of the slide And I stop, and I turn, and I go for a ride And I get to the bottom, and I see you again! Yeah, yeah, yeah! [Verse 3] Well, do you, don’t you want me to make you? I’m coming down fast, but don’t let me break you Tell me, tell me, tell me your answer! You may be a lover, but you ain’t no dancer [Chorus] Look out! Helter skelter Helter skelter Helter skelter [Outro] Well look out! Helter skelter! She’s coming down fast! Yes, she is! Yes, she is Coming down fast Oh, yeah, Helter Skelter Wooh! [Breakdown] [Spoken: Ringo Starr] I got blisters on my fingers! |
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32:35 |
Mondoscuro
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Necrodeath | |
Peso | Drums |
Flegias | Vocals |
Pier Gonella | Guitars |
GL | Bass |
Cadaveria | |
Alberto Gaggiotti | Drums |
Cadaveria | Vocals |
Dick Laurent | Guitars |
Peter Dayton | Bass |
Guest/Session | |
Lindsay Schoolcraft | Vocals (soprano) |
Tiziana Ravetti | Vocals (soprano) |
Cristiano Caldera | Vocals (tenor) |
Ignis Forasdomine | Organ |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Paolo Perrotta Mazza | Artwork |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Cadaveria - Mater Tenebrarum (Necrodeath cover) | 05:29 | Show lyrics |
Inferno’s book symbol of blasphemy and fear Unveils the still upbraided sign of death Mothers unite as one in shape of evil itself Darkness, tears and breathes MATER TENEBRARUM Vision of inverted, fallen destiny in sight The slave of hers inside of me Jezebels scream for your defeat by smell of vault Sacrifice your eyes to see MATER TENEBRARUM "BELLUM, MORTEM, CRUDELITATES SUBTILES ET IMMENSA FEREMUS, INQUIETAE SUMUS ET INSATIABILES, ODII SATURAE, SUBIECTAE ANIMI IMPETIS, FASTIDIUM, INVIDIA, DISCIDIUM, INTER NOS, SACERDOTES SATANAS STANT." Fires, devils, from the depth of horror Mothers demand the orgies of blood Threw your lighted candles to the ground Blest be the man that spares these sounds Dance, around the pale Uprising chalice holds my veins Obnoxious mind, cursed souls Desire of death, praying’ to meet ghouls Mothers, contend the reign The Antagonist, claims God’s domain They will break they will twist They will burn they’ll destroy |
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2. | Necrodeath - Spell (Cadaveria cover) | 05:14 | Show lyrics |
Beautiful witch give light to this black muddy sky Snatch darkness from these hours devoid of evening and morning devoid of stars and funereal lightnings. There is a path with no light and no moon I ran through it to rescue my flesh from the poisoned darts. Modify your mind follow the shapes from the red seven to the blue one Mark the sacred space in the name of wind and sound Say your solemn prayer to the burning fire Invoke the grace of water sources and raging oceans Invite earth’s creatures to your dance. May Rafe lead my soul to victory He’s the master of my turbid game May his energy bless my hand when I move the pieces His power protects my secret plan May his genius hasten the times. His presence secures my triumph. Enemies’ minds are frozen in a cloud of impotence Their projects are sentenced to fail No acts in the present, no acts in the future. Now destiny is engraved on eternal memories. Cosmic energies will spread it in the Universe. No forces in their bodies No life in their souls. |
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3. | Cadaveria - Dominion of Pain (feat. Flegias) | 05:59 | |
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4. | Necrodeath - Rise Above (feat. Cadaveria) | 04:44 | |
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5. | Cadaveria - Christian Woman (Type O Negative cover) | 08:39 | Show lyrics |
Forgive her, for she knows not what she does A cross upon her bedroom wall From grace she will fall An image burning in her mind And between her thighs A dying God-man full of pain When will you come again? Before him, beg to serve or please On your back or knees There’s no forgiveness for her sins Prefers punishment? Would you suffer eternally Or internally? For her lust, she’ll burn in Hell Her soul done medium well All through mass manual stimulation Salvation Corpus Christi She needs Corpus Christi Corpus Christi Corpus Christi She needs Corpus Christi Corpus Christi Body of Christ She needs Body of Christ Body of Christ She’d like to know God Ooh, love God Feel her God Inside of her, deep inside of her She’d like to know God Love God Feel, feel, feel her God Inside of her, deep inside of her Inside of her Deep inside of her Jesus Christ looks like me, Jesus Christ Jesus Christ looks like me, Jesus Christ Jesus Christ looks like me, Jesus Christ Jesus Christ looks like me, Jesus Christ, ah Jesus Christ looks like me, Jesus Christ, yeah Jesus Christ looks like me, Jesus Christ Jesus Christ looks like me, Jesus Christ, yeah Jesus Christ looks like me, Jesus Christ, uh |
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6. | Necrodeath - Helter Skelter (The Beatles cover) | 02:30 | Show lyrics |
[Intro] When I get to the bottom, I go back to the top of the slide Where I stop, and I turn, and I go for a ride ’Til I get to the bottom, and I see you again! Yeah, yeah, yeah! [Verse 1] Well, do you, don’t you want me to love you? I’m coming down fast, but I’m miles above you Tell me, tell me, tell me, come on, tell me the answer! Well, you may be a lover, but you ain’t no dancer [Chorus] Now, Helter skelter Helter skelter Helter skelter Yeah Woo! [Verse 2] Oh, will you, won’t you want me to make you? I’m coming down fast, but don’t let me break you Tell me, tell me, tell me the answer! You may be a lover, but you ain’t no dancer [Chorus] Look out! Helter skelter Helter skelter Helter skelter Ooh! [Bridge] Look out! ’Cause here she comes [Intro] When I get to the bottom, I go back to the top of the slide And I stop, and I turn, and I go for a ride And I get to the bottom, and I see you again! Yeah, yeah, yeah! [Verse 3] Well, do you, don’t you want me to make you? I’m coming down fast, but don’t let me break you Tell me, tell me, tell me your answer! You may be a lover, but you ain’t no dancer [Chorus] Look out! Helter skelter Helter skelter Helter skelter [Outro] Well look out! Helter skelter! She’s coming down fast! Yes, she is! Yes, she is Coming down fast Oh, yeah, Helter Skelter Wooh! [Breakdown] [Spoken: Ringo Starr] I got blisters on my fingers! |
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Mondoscuro
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Necrodeath | |
Peso | Drums |
Flegias | Vocals |
Pier Gonella | Guitars |
GL | Bass |
Cadaveria | |
Alberto Gaggiotti | Drums |
Cadaveria | Vocals |
Dick Laurent | Guitars |
Peter Dayton | Bass |
Guest/Session | |
Lindsay Schoolcraft | Vocals (soprano) |
Tiziana Ravetti | Vocals (soprano) |
Cristiano Caldera | Vocals (tenor) |
Ignis Forasdomine | Organ |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Paolo Perrotta Mazza | Artwork |
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1. | Cadaveria - Mater Tenebrarum (Necrodeath cover) | 05:29 | Show lyrics |
Inferno’s book symbol of blasphemy and fear Unveils the still upbraided sign of death Mothers unite as one in shape of evil itself Darkness, tears and breathes MATER TENEBRARUM Vision of inverted, fallen destiny in sight The slave of hers inside of me Jezebels scream for your defeat by smell of vault Sacrifice your eyes to see MATER TENEBRARUM "BELLUM, MORTEM, CRUDELITATES SUBTILES ET IMMENSA FEREMUS, INQUIETAE SUMUS ET INSATIABILES, ODII SATURAE, SUBIECTAE ANIMI IMPETIS, FASTIDIUM, INVIDIA, DISCIDIUM, INTER NOS, SACERDOTES SATANAS STANT." Fires, devils, from the depth of horror Mothers demand the orgies of blood Threw your lighted candles to the ground Blest be the man that spares these sounds Dance, around the pale Uprising chalice holds my veins Obnoxious mind, cursed souls Desire of death, praying’ to meet ghouls Mothers, contend the reign The Antagonist, claims God’s domain They will break they will twist They will burn they’ll destroy |
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2. | Necrodeath - Spell (Cadaveria cover) | 05:14 | Show lyrics |
Beautiful witch give light to this black muddy sky Snatch darkness from these hours devoid of evening and morning devoid of stars and funereal lightnings. There is a path with no light and no moon I ran through it to rescue my flesh from the poisoned darts. Modify your mind follow the shapes from the red seven to the blue one Mark the sacred space in the name of wind and sound Say your solemn prayer to the burning fire Invoke the grace of water sources and raging oceans Invite earth’s creatures to your dance. May Rafe lead my soul to victory He’s the master of my turbid game May his energy bless my hand when I move the pieces His power protects my secret plan May his genius hasten the times. His presence secures my triumph. Enemies’ minds are frozen in a cloud of impotence Their projects are sentenced to fail No acts in the present, no acts in the future. Now destiny is engraved on eternal memories. Cosmic energies will spread it in the Universe. No forces in their bodies No life in their souls. |
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3. | Cadaveria - Dominion of Pain (feat. Flegias) | 05:59 | |
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4. | Necrodeath - Rise Above (feat. Cadaveria) | 04:44 | |
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5. | Cadaveria - Christian Woman (Type O Negative cover) | 08:39 | Show lyrics |
Forgive her, for she knows not what she does A cross upon her bedroom wall From grace she will fall An image burning in her mind And between her thighs A dying God-man full of pain When will you come again? Before him, beg to serve or please On your back or knees There’s no forgiveness for her sins Prefers punishment? Would you suffer eternally Or internally? For her lust, she’ll burn in Hell Her soul done medium well All through mass manual stimulation Salvation Corpus Christi She needs Corpus Christi Corpus Christi Corpus Christi She needs Corpus Christi Corpus Christi Body of Christ She needs Body of Christ Body of Christ She’d like to know God Ooh, love God Feel her God Inside of her, deep inside of her She’d like to know God Love God Feel, feel, feel her God Inside of her, deep inside of her Inside of her Deep inside of her Jesus Christ looks like me, Jesus Christ Jesus Christ looks like me, Jesus Christ Jesus Christ looks like me, Jesus Christ Jesus Christ looks like me, Jesus Christ, ah Jesus Christ looks like me, Jesus Christ, yeah Jesus Christ looks like me, Jesus Christ Jesus Christ looks like me, Jesus Christ, yeah Jesus Christ looks like me, Jesus Christ, uh |
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6. | Necrodeath - Helter Skelter (The Beatles cover) | 02:30 | Show lyrics |
[Intro] When I get to the bottom, I go back to the top of the slide Where I stop, and I turn, and I go for a ride ’Til I get to the bottom, and I see you again! Yeah, yeah, yeah! [Verse 1] Well, do you, don’t you want me to love you? I’m coming down fast, but I’m miles above you Tell me, tell me, tell me, come on, tell me the answer! Well, you may be a lover, but you ain’t no dancer [Chorus] Now, Helter skelter Helter skelter Helter skelter Yeah Woo! [Verse 2] Oh, will you, won’t you want me to make you? I’m coming down fast, but don’t let me break you Tell me, tell me, tell me the answer! You may be a lover, but you ain’t no dancer [Chorus] Look out! Helter skelter Helter skelter Helter skelter Ooh! [Bridge] Look out! ’Cause here she comes [Intro] When I get to the bottom, I go back to the top of the slide And I stop, and I turn, and I go for a ride And I get to the bottom, and I see you again! Yeah, yeah, yeah! [Verse 3] Well, do you, don’t you want me to make you? I’m coming down fast, but don’t let me break you Tell me, tell me, tell me your answer! You may be a lover, but you ain’t no dancer [Chorus] Look out! Helter skelter Helter skelter Helter skelter [Outro] Well look out! Helter skelter! She’s coming down fast! Yes, she is! Yes, she is Coming down fast Oh, yeah, Helter Skelter Wooh! [Breakdown] [Spoken: Ringo Starr] I got blisters on my fingers! |
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