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Devilish Impressions
Members | |
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Current | |
Quazarre | Vocals, Guitars, Keyboards (2000-present) |
Member(bands): Asgaard, Crionics, Gnida | |
Avernatvs | Drums (2018-present) |
Member(bands): Sekator, Paint My Horror | |
Isemal | Guitars (2018-present) |
Member(bands): Proch, Whizper | |
Tzar | Bass (2019-present) |
Member(bands): Heretique, Spatial | |
Past | |
Starash | Guitars (2000-2006), Bass (2006-2007) |
Member(bands): Dying Vision | |
Turqouissa | Keyboards (2000-2008) |
Adrian Nefarious | Bass (2005-2006) |
Member(bands): Luna ad Noctum | |
Dragor | Drums (2005-2006) |
Member(bands): Luna ad Noctum, Pagan Fire | |
Icanraz | Drums (2006-2018) |
Member(bands): Corruption, Voidfire, Abused Majesty, Christ Agony, Naumachia, Virgin Snatch, Asgaard (live), Deathcon, Diseased, Via Mistica, Hermh, Pigface Beauty | |
Armers | Guitars (2006-2012) |
Member(bands): Praesepe, Themgoroth | |
Bartek "Bart" Kasprzak | Bass (2007-2010) |
Member(bands): Lvcifyre, Isolated | |
Vraath | Bass, Vocals (backing) (2010-2016, 2017-2018) |
Member(bands): Silent Eternity, Praesepe | |
BP | Guitars, Vocals (backing) (2016) |
Member(bands): Antagonist Zero, Cavus, Coprolith, I Lied, Furia, Noctem (live) | |
Past (Live) | |
Cloud | Drums (2007) |
Member(bands): Anal Stench, Headless, Never, Redemptor, Sceptic, Thy Disease, Cerebrum (live), Massemord (live), Nohucki, Disperse (live) | |
Exile | Guitars (2012) |
Member(bands): Deathrone, Heuresis (live), Abused Majesty | |
Domin | Guitars (2013) |
Member(bands): Extinct Gods, Vedonist, Hate (live), Lost Soul, Victory Vain, Epitome (live) | |
I-gore | Guitars (2014-2015) |
Member(bands): Bloodfeast, Komutator, Lilla Veneda | |
NG vel Kinder | Bass, Vocals (backing) (2016-2018) |
Member(bands): Komutator, Lilla Veneda (live) | |
Andrew HK | Drums (2016-2017) |
Member(bands): Komutator, Lilla Veneda |
# | Discography | Type | Year | |
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1 | Eritis Sicut Deus | Demo | 2002 | Show album |
2 | Plurima Mortis Imago | Full-length | 2006 | Show album |
3 | Diabolicanos - Act III: Armageddon | Full-length | 2008 | Show album |
4 | Simulacra | Full-length | 2012 | Show album |
5 | Adventvs - Eritis Sicvt Devs | EP | 2014 | Show album |
6 | The I | Full-length | 2017 | Show album |
7 | Postmortem Whispering Crows | EP | 2019 | Show album |
Eritis Sicut Deus
Members | |
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Band members | |
Quazarre | Vocals, Guitars, Keyboards |
Starash | Guitars |
Turqouissa | Keyboards |
Guest/Session | |
Paweł "Wołek" Wołczyk | Bass, Drum programming |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Wojtek Małek | Photography, Cover art, Layout, Design |
Quazarre | Lyrics, Songwriting |
Paweł "Wołek" Wołczyk | Engineering, Mixing, Mastering |
Wojciech Kostrzewa | Mastering |
Lucjan Wasilewski | Logo |
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1. | Moon | 19:50 | Show lyrics |
It’s the last gasp... In winsome silence I rested on the house Of the passing world to fulfill the tragedy Of my own life, among thousands of forgotten existences. It’s astounding, how many tears had to be cried out, How many grains of sand penetrated through the fingers Of cruel time, before I came here deprived Of the rags of ignorance Left with just a stubborn picture of deadness Or life that’s waiting for me... I curse that day when Gods sent me that gift Staying on the lonely particle of my Ego I curse that sword and scales laying in my bleeding hands Some crazy, protracted note is gnawing Into chasms of my consciousness tearing Into pieces the memory of the deepest dreams, Crushing and smashing everything inside of the Eternal element of duration of the fantasy That I created against the unfriendly forces’ will The only thing I remember is the immortal, horribly Bright look, secular essence of life and death Just like the lonesome lightning that brightens Impenetrable darkness of the dead horizon. I remember the abyss with no beginning, with no end Abyss growing bigger and bigger at frightfully Fast rate, to finally reach the dimension I couldn’t Conceive even in my mind’s eye... ...And then was only the silent scream that snatched My drifting body from the embrace of the silent Ruler of the Infinity. Now, I know what I really desire! Unsheathed blade Of my liberation that shone with silver of the Saddened Moon. In the dim candlelight I find again the stairs Leading to a stage. Slowly, my hands are scattering The thickening smoke. I’m reaching the next steps. I can’t stop anymore. There’s only one moment left... Only there I will find longed-for tranquility... |
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2. | Var | 14:24 | Show lyrics |
Listen... Here it is the majesty of silence It’s a beauty of gardens of divine unconsciousness ...and harp’s silver strings pulling by the gasp of the wind Angel sadness Angel peace The shine of the most distant star Dried out the ocean of remembrance No!!! There’s still one drop left... The pearl of free conscience In the crown of poisoned restraint Close Your tired eyes You will see the desire of glory Enveloped in the veil of virginity Over the tops of Your imagination Gleamed a new sun Tear off the flower fed on its rays You’re silent In naked imagination You paint the schizoid picture of Your passion Only You and Your flower – the fruit of diabolical lust That You don’t try to hide Oh, what a beautiful scent What a beautiful sight Kiss the petals of sin Kiss the womb of Eternity The morning dawn drinks off the dew of Your memories It’s them! Jealous angels They’ve cut the gown of the Night with the dagger Of betray, to master a heart that begot a pleasure Feel, how Your heart burns with hate amongst The ripples of the painful memory You will hear the inner calling reminding the desire Of revenge The call of bestial nature The one which stole the colour of Your passion Will pay for it with his life The blade of free conscience is seized with Desire of rage! Of blood!!! Yes... Blood!!! |
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3. | Dies Irae | 11:39 | Show lyrics |
Your name is cursed... Why? Yes, You remember now. In frantic wrath You recognize the pictures of time. Monuments of Your own crime you bedew With silver tears There’s no reason to grieve, grief becomes vain Let the sword of Macrocosmos smash The enemies of freedom Only one is worthy of bliss, who has the seed of desire War against the usurpers of glory!!! War agains the thieves of happiness!!! The hideous vision of gratification Kindle the new delights... The stream of crimson soiled a heavenly light The landscapes of compensation Painted in the blood of indifference Hills around are overgrown with the forest of crosses But upon the one, there’s no flesh of the liar... Once again You look with pride at the flower Enveloped in the veil of victory But... What’s that?! Your deepest lust’s crown Is covered in the sperm of bitterness Flower created in shameful jealousy Wounds Your tired hands Look! How it shivers unconsciously On the wind in silent convulsions Look at those piles of bodies Covered in the cosmic dust of a Night Silence... Only the mourning bell Rings the last requiem. |
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Plurima Mortis Imago
Album versions
Release date | Label | Catalog ID | Format | Description |
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September 2006 | Conquer Records | CR 019 | CD | Enhanced |
2005 | Independent | CD | CD-R |
Members | |
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Band members | |
Quazarre | Vocals, Guitars |
Adrian Nefarious | Bass |
Dragor | Drums |
Starash | Guitars |
Turqouissa | Keyboards |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Quazarre | Songwriting (tracks 2-5, 7-9), Lyrics |
Turqouissa | Songwriting (tracks 1, 4, 6) |
Starash | Songwriting (tracks 4, 7) |
Moloch | Cover art |
Sławek Wiesławski | Mastering |
Wojtek Wiesławski | Mastering |
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1. | Lunarium | 00:57 | instrumental |
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2. | Rebellion of Will Manifesto | 06:02 | Show lyrics |
We - thinking beings We - surrealistic visions We - supernatural ideas We have been materialized To possess the forces of God God who created the world Full of lament of his daughters and sons We have come up with blood on our hands Blood used as ink for writing The New Bible You have heard about Armageddon Decadentism flowing from horns of dead heralds Being afraid someone could discover it one day… Come on, do not pretend… You are one of us, even if you would like To become someone else Damned and forgotten, hateful and ruined Intended for serving the will of yourself There is no king but you There is no God but you Damned and forgotten, hateful and ruined Intended for serving the will of yourself Legions were marching through the lands Bathed in blood Everything has passed… people and cities Cultures and nations Finally - there was only You and a few more left… The thinking beings Surrealistic visions Supernatural ideas Who have been materialized To possess the forces of God Damned and forgotten, hateful and ruined But intended for serving the will of Yourselves You have looked in the mirror and seen revelation Heaven suddenly turned red… |
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3. | Visions of Kingdom to Come... | 04:25 | Show lyrics |
Over the mountains there is a thought, Vision of kingdom to come Dream of Angels raped by The One Who Knows... Hear them crying And see their tears falling down with rain The old world is dying And You have to face their eternal pain He who paints the sky in red He who rules the world of dead Has risen again, blood has to be shed Take that cold piece of cold steel and proudly rise Your head! To war!!! In the name of liberation! To war!!! That is Your final declaration! To war!!! Create some new, much better nation! To war!!! As this is Your own coronation! Give the angels back their dreams Give them freedom and will to sin Spread out their wings, help them to fly They will be laughing at You, watching… …how You die!!! They are taking You high over the mountains Between the worlds of thoughts You have been always dreaming to discover Soon they will whisper divine visions of Kingdom to come Straight to Your fucking dead ears!!! |
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4. | Dracula’s Mechanized Universe | 05:20 | Show lyrics |
We all live in entirely mechanized universe... Being a cog-wheel we just remain a premature dead dream of existence Deprived of all passions Deprived of all visions We are becoming creatures unable to think, unable to feel and experience Intoxicated with devilish wrath we are having a dream of drinking a blood Blood flowing down from the swords of religions, of mankind addicted to all superstitions And You... face the world of imagination And You... face the world of mass devastation And You... do not be afraid of transformation And You... throw off the mask of plastic intentions Passing by streets drowned in a twilight seeing the whores of laughter and sadness Walking around and drinking the moonlight looking for victims to fulfill your madness Their cry is a sweet melody, pure, shameless form of Your satisfaction For ages of lies, false smiles and enslavement close up Your thoughts in eternal lament Liberation... Demoralization... Transformation... (6, 6, 6) Mistification... Unfortunately, the chalice is empty... Would You please be so kind and gently prepare Your throats? |
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5. | Funeral of God | 07:50 | Show lyrics |
That was an unusual, golden autumn... The breath of a wind was gliding Cemetery’s avenues with the ocean Of constantly falling leaves The trees were dying plaintively Crooning their last threnody; They have been whispering the names We all wouldn’t like to remember… And then he came without saying a word Slowly sat down and lighted ever-burning fire ’’For whom?’’ - I have asked ’’For myself…’’ - he has answered And streams of strange voices suddenly came down He pulled out a rope and tied round his neck Stood up on a chair and silently nod his head to me I came a bit closer and looked at his face, asking him: ’’Why?’’ ’’Because this world doesn’t need me anymore The human mankind became self-dependent As notion of good and evil Has got new, conscious meanings Paradise has not been lost As it has never truly existed As well as original sin, heaven and hell Or other fictitious worlds… That all has been made-up to rule, rape and kill, To chain human’s power, passion and will’’ ’’Pray for quick death, You son of a bitch! Now You feel taste of vendetta!!!’’ I spat on his face and hardly kicked the chair…? |
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6. | Α & Ω Spaces | 01:32 | instrumental |
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7. | Crowned to Be Crucified | 03:31 | Show lyrics |
The Sapiential books will run with blood of prophets And only their thoughts will remain Like a smell of murdered lovers All the rest will fall into oblivion As a merciless time for all fucking temples Which has passed with fall of Babylon Every king in history was a reflection Of his own clown And man behind the mask covering wisdom of ages Philosopher pretending a fool Fool pretending a philosopher Why didn’t we let them rule? Watching their eyes bleeding You have been trapped In Your thoughts’ emptiness Rise up imagination’s curtain Let them breathe their sweet loneliness You are the purest one You are the chosen one And You are the only one to be crowned! So, show us Your mind, uncover the mystery The New Order secrets You have furtively done… May the wisdom be spoken We need a messiah! We want You to see Your own crucifixion!!! |
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8. | Smell of Death | 10:05 | Show lyrics |
May my prediction never be fulfilled... His body was taken with breath of a wind There was no witness, no soul to remember Fall of an Angel in the arms of November Luminous circles were constantly growing Painting the sky with new constellations Kisses of Darkness make You feel howling As this night’s the time for new coronation ’’Have You ever realized what makes Your childhood memories so unforgettable? That small, mysterious room on the top Of your house always filled up with The smell of death…’’ No tears for the losers, not even a thought Just burn out their eyes and let them to rot Future is waiting, King is beheaded!!! Do not make Your life even more complicated Fear the great fear of all ancient warriors Cruel unknown, spirit of lost Enemy is wishing to steal all Your dreams Give him a key to the world of Your sins ’’Make him watch what you have been Witnessed as a poor, helpless child… Take him there, to that small, mysterious Room always filled up with the smell of death’’ Bitterness… is that what you feel? Those near and dear had gone ages ago Without farewell All portraits of happiness have been lost In the mist of its virginity Nothing remained… All is dead now… All but you! Secret guardian of the true liberation Scream of an Angel who was raped by the God Sounds in Your heart with every sensation See all those idiots drowning in mud, Drowning in mud of their expectations He has taken a knife and opened his veins Painting the sky with blood stains May my predictions never be fulfilled Another one blackout, another one killed ’’Unforgettable childhood is slowly going away That small, mysterious room on the top of the House lightened up by candlelight is losing its Sharpness’’ No… It is getting better now! I can see Everything so clearly, yeah, I recognize… ’’That was him who has taken all his family’s Lives, lives of his friends helping him to get out Of that shit he once got stuck into…’’ Physical blindness or divine prophecy? He is coming inside, pushing the door gently, I can see him ironically smiling But, wait a second… Why am I seeing him face to face? I came To that room but in a different dimension!? ’’Sometimes all the dimensions cross The same point of infinity…’’ I couldn’t have seen that small, mysterious room Anymore but I Knew it was filled up with The smell of death again… Why am I seeing him face to face? I came To that room but in a different dimension!? ’’Sometimes all the dimensions cross The same point of infinity…’’ I couldn’t have seen that small, mysterious room Anymore but I Knew it was filled up with The smell of death again… |
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9. | SataniChaoSymphony | 04:18 | Show lyrics |
The dismal hosts of Angels will blow into the horns of war Those, whom Creator oneself has been secretly stealing from their immensity of thoughts Those, whom he had loved more then himself, To soil at last his admiration with shameless seed of jealousy... The dismal hosts of Angels will blow into the horns of war Those, whom God has been stabbing sword in the back, sword in the back of his sons, more perfect then his primal vision of the universe Those, who he had thrust away from the kingdom heavens to the abyss of nonentity taking no notice of tears and their terrified eyes The dismal hosts of Angels will blow into the horns of war Those, whose dreams had been forgotten before they had time to tell it Those, whose wings were burnt never to let them reach the godless idea of freedom Now they rise, one by one holding the stones of vendetta in their bleeding hands And they swear death for all, they swear conflagration... seas full of children’s blood and spaces filled up with scream The dismal hosts of Angels will blow into the horns of war Like a black storm thunderous with fury will roll as a plague through that fucking world And the blades of their wrath will quench the thirst in the stinking body of the human mankind |
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Diabolicanos - Act III: Armageddon
Album versions
Release date | Label | Catalog ID | Format | Description |
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January 2008 | Conquer Records | CR 020 | CD | |
May 2008 | Empire Records | EMP CD 082 | CD | Reissue |
April 24th, 2014 | Independent | Digital | Bandcamp |
Members | |
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Band members | |
Armers | Guitars |
Icanraz | Drums |
Quazarre | Vocals, Guitars |
Starash | Bass |
Turqouissa | Keyboards |
Guest/Session | |
Cezar | Vocals (tracks 6, 9) |
Szymon Czech (R.I.P. 2012) | Guitars (lead) (track 5) |
Marcin Kiełbaszewski | Vocals (additional) (track 7) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Starash | Photography (additional) |
Ophidian | Photography (additional) |
Moloch | Cover art |
Szymon Czech (R.I.P. 2012) | Mixing, Engineering |
Andy Classen | Mastering |
Quazarre | Producer, Mixing, Lyrics, Photography (additional) |
Turqouissa | Mixing, Photography (additional) |
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1. | T.H.O.R.N.S. | 03:59 | Show lyrics |
We are thorns which killed the fucking god... We are stars made of broken mirrors Like fragments of dreams scattered across the sky Mirrors with transparent bottom We are the eyes reflecting the essence of unholy "I" I am the tongue of apocalyptic dusk I am the poison and the relief Arise! Sceptre of War! Fill your soul with power of forbidden rapture Those who have tasted the fruits of sin Shall remain the shadows of an oath For I am them For I am them and they are me For I am them Those who have witnessed God’s transformation Listen to their voices Echoes... Shadows... Whispering the will of liberation Laments of fucking mob around the cross We are the stars made of broken mirrors We are your pain Arise! Sceptre of War! Fill your soul with power of forbidden rapture Those who have tasted the fruits of sin Shall remain the shadows of an oath For I am them For I am them and they are me For I am them We bring the agony as we are the thorns and nails which killed the god! I am the first one and the last one I am Alpha and Omega - The Beginning and The End Fire, water, air and the earth - The Perfect Element "Ego Alpha et Omega Primus et noissimus Principium et finis" We are thorns which killed the fucking god... |
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2. | Rex Inferni | 07:12 | Show lyrics |
"Infernus subter conturbatus est in occursum adventus tui suscitavit tibi gigantas omnes principes terrae surrexerunt de solilis suis omnes principes nationum" Spit on a grave of the whore And lick the heaven’s wounds Immortal passion’s flowing in your marble veins Let them breathe the silence and its putrid smell... Open the coffin And allow the light to get inside Rainbow of sadness Painting the black walls of your mind Metamorphosis of Kings turned into worms Rising from seas of oblivion They’ve drowned once now they’re coming back Your lack of faith shall never be forget Anthems of angels written with the human’s blood Gratification for all sins Thousands of bodies, pile of worthless dust Lands flooded in mournful tears Spit on a grave of the whore And lick the heaven’s wounds Immortal passion’s flowing in your marble veins Let them breathe the silence and its fucking putrid smell... "Qui dicebas in corde tuo in caelum conscendam super astra Dei exaltabo solium meum sedebo in monte testamenti in lateribus aquilonis" Metamorphosis of Kings turned into worms Rising from seas of oblivion They’ve drowned once now they’re coming back Your lack of faith shall never be forget "Ascendam super altitudinem ero similis Altissimo" |
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3. | The Word Was Made Flesh Turned into Chaos Again | 05:16 | Show lyrics |
Whispers of pendulum filling the cage of your mind Painting its walls with pure hatred Freezing the flames of chaos once turned into word Cosmic feeling once turned into dust Together we stand and challenge the crowds of god Annihilation of lies hidden beyond the core Thoughts of free will spinning around And waiting for souls where life doesn’t mean anything - Dream of a Kingdom where Chaos and Word used to be Unity Congregation of those who revengefully look into eyes of deceiver And burn out his world of forbidden truth Whispers of pendulum filling the cage of your mind Painting its walls with pure hatred Freezing the flames of word once turned into chaos Lead: Quazarre Lead: Armers And you - nail him down to the cross Feel sweet taste of power and omnipotence And they nail you down to the cross Feel sweet taste of retribution and greed for the power of someone who claims to be God "Et cum consummati fuerint mille anni solvetur Satanas de carcere suo et exibit et seducet gentes quae sunt super quattuor angulos terrae Gog et Magog et congregabit eos in proelium quorum numerus est sicut harena maris" |
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4. | I Am the Son of God | 04:20 | Show lyrics |
I am the one who hanged on the fucking cross Putrefaction’s opening its gates for me Meant to be dead I still breathe and cry Everlasting pain has become a part of human’s lullaby I want to die and save all of the sinners whom I love the most For this was the will of my father Generations drowned in self-delusion Will I get your sacrifice? I am the dream of over-trustful humanity I am the son of God Legions marching through the lands Ages of empty words and nothingness taught by the sword Merciless source of truth and love Bow to me as I am the son of God! I am the one who hanged on the fucking cross Putrefaction’s opening its gates for me Meant to be dead I still breathe and cry Everlasting pain has become a part of human’s lullaby I want to die and save all of the sinners whom I love the most For this was the will of my father Generations drowned in self-delusion Will I get your sacrifice? I am the dream of over-trustful humanity I am the son of God Legions marching through the lands Ages of empty words and nothingness taught by the sword Merciless source of truth and love Bow to me as I am the son of man who you believe was God! "Et inferus et mors missi sunt in stagnum ignis haec mors secunda est stagnum ignis Et qui non est inventus in libro vitae scriptus missus est in stagnum ignis" Bow to me as I am the son of God! Bow to me as I am the son of God! Bow to me as I am the son of God! Bow to me as I am the son of God! |
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5. | Tales of Babylon’s Whore | 06:39 | Show lyrics |
"Et in fronte eius nomen scriptum mysterium Babylon magna mater fornicatum et abominationum terrae" With tears in eyes they dream Her lips bather in blood of tyranny Fear - the only thing they Fear - know and respect and that Fear - had always been their Fear - supreme sanctity "Et vidi mulierem ebriam de sanguine sanctorum et de sanguine martyrum Iesu et miratus sum cum vidissem illam admiratione magna" With tears in eyes they dream Her lips bather in blood of tyranny Lead: Szymon Czech Hell and heaven - that’s where the dreams of man were born Thoughts intoxicated with false grief and pious jealousy Immortal forces that feed on their own vanity Why do we pray to GODS that don’t EXIST?? Hail the King that is inside of You, hail that King Hail the Queen that is inside of You She who looks at you from the mirror every single day Hell and heaven - that’s where the dreams of man were born Thoughts intoxicated with false grief and pious jealousy Lead: Armers Immortal forces that feed on their own vanity Why do we pray to GODS that don’t EXIST?? "Quantum glorificavit se et in delicis fuit tantum date illi tormentum et luctum quia in corde suo dicit sedeo regina et vidua non sum et luctum non videbo" With tears in eyes they dream That from now on God is Satan |
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6. | Diabolicanos | 05:23 | Show lyrics |
Naked and cursed They draw new maps of world Created by those who stood for human race’s annihilation "Et vidi de mare bestiam ascendentem habentem capita septem et cornua decem et super cornua eius decem diademata et super capita eius nomina blasphemiae" They bring the light Of liberation from illiteracy They burn the weak and sow the seeds of will’s followers For they are Prometheus’ sons who didn’t fear the wrath of Gods Never kneeled down in front of any pseudo prophets and their egoistic dreams For the are Prometheus’ sons who didn’t fear the wrath of Gods Never kneeled down in front of any pseudo prophets and their egoistic dreams "Et unum de capitibus suis quasi occisum in mortem et plaga mortis eius curata est et admirata est unversa terra post bestiam" Naked and cursed They draw new maps of world Created by those who stood for human race’s annihilation Scattered across the sky they dream Pretending they’re the stars Distressing whispers at lonely, dreadful night Hear their calling and step towards the light Bathed in blood of believers They pick The Darkness’ flowers hidden in the eye of night Tales of the great deceiver Turned into hand of ash and dust For they are Prometheus’ sons who didn’t fear the wrath of Gods Never kneeled down in front of any pseudo prophets and their egoistic dreams For the are Prometheus’ sons who didn’t fear the wrath of Gods Never kneeled down in front of any pseudo prophets and their egoistic dreams "Et adoraverunt draconem quia dedit potestatem bestiae et adoraverunt bestiae dicentes quis similis bestiae et quiz poterit pugnare cum ea" Naked and cursed They draw new maps of world Created by those who stood for human race’s annihilation |
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7. | Natas ro Dog On Si Ereht (Of Plagues and Blasphemy) | 05:53 | Show lyrics |
"Vestitus erat vestem asperam sanguine et vocatur nomen eius Verbum Dei" Verbum Diaboli - may the wisdom be your guide to the Eternity Verbum Diaboli - you shall never left the winds to tear your soul apart even when there is no hope Verbum Diaboli - ancient dream of fulfillment Verbum Diaboli - hidden path, key to internal worlds, transformin human into God "Et aperuit os suum in blasphemias ad Deum blasphemare nomen eius et tabernaculum eius et eos qui in caelo habitant" Unspoken words of darkness Unspoken words of light Visions of Forbidden Kingdom Tales of serpent;s tongue, cut off and buried in oblivion With swords in hands of humiliation And lament of enemis of freedom Still echoes in hearts of those who dared to sent their plagues "Et aestuaverunt homines aestu magno et blasphemaverunt nomen Dei habentis postetatem super has plagas neque egerunt paenitentiam ut darent illi gloriam" Verbum Diaboli - may the wisdom be your guide to the Eternity Verbum Diaboli - you shall never left the winds to tear your soul apart even when there is no hope Verbum Diaboli - ancient dream of fulfillment Verbum Diaboli - hidden path, key to internal worlds, transformin human into God Unspoken words of darkness Unspoken words of light Lucifer’s love for human mankind Eternal covenant "Et aperuit os suum in blasphemias ad Deum blasphemare nomen eius et tabernaculum eius et eos qui in caelo habitant" With swords in hands of humiliation And lament of enemis of freedom Still echoes in hearts of those who dared to sent their fucking plagues "Et blaspemaverunt Deum caeli prae doloribus et vulneribus suis et non agerunt paenitentiam ex operibus suis" Verbum Diaboli There is no God or Satan nataS ro doG on si erehT Be one of Dogs who dare to bite the chains of mystification |
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8. | Har-Magedon | 04:05 | Show lyrics |
"Et vidi de ore draconis et de ore bestiae et de ore pseudoprophetae spiritus tre immundos in modum renarum" Arise!! Forgotten wounds have now ben opened Gratification for all humiliated lives of those who dared to think immortal power of vendetta crushing skulls of enemy Look to the sky and see them dead - the picture of god’s misery Toward mind’s labyrinth I see infected neurons bringing human’s thoughts to me Son of the Morning Star I am Erotic dream of Eden, he who once has been betrayed "Sunt enim spiritus daemoniorum facientes signa est procedunt ad reges totius terrae congregare illos in proelium ad diem magnum Dei omnipotentis" Arise!! Forgotten wounds have now ben opened Gratification for all humiliated lives of those who dared to think immortal power of vendetta crushing skulls of enemy Look to the sky and hear their lament - your god has been dethroned!!! "Et congregavit illos in locum qui vocatur Hermagedon" Arise!! Forgotten wounds have now ben opened Gratification for all humiliated lives of those who dared to think immortal power of vendetta crushing skulls of enemy.... |
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9. | Mass for the Dead | 08:04 | Show lyrics |
Unknown, Unseen, Unnamed, Unimaginable You draw circles with the closed ritual And a tear hidden in your blood Allows to grasp the order of your world Dead skies’ symbols behind you Shining half - consciously among the words of prayer They are like cold lips of fallen winged souls Still looking for freedom lover - Freedom flying towards the skies This is the secret mass of silence Calling non-existence from everywhere From bleeding heaven and beautiful depths Where flowers of death revive once more Time spills kisses your hands Kisses existing just in unity and harmony You descend unto the depths of your thoughts at nights Sensing the breath of death and look of her shroud Ashes of sin you crushin your hand So as to walk through the symbolic mirrors Know that now you are just a part of the great power Death allows to enlighten night Allows to worship and die again Anxiety and sadness shall rejoin in you Re-discovering the horizon In this march you are a well-known target In this march you are freedom Through ascension of death - live Through nudity of fog - live Through winds of freedom - live Through bloody shroud of beauty - live In loneliness a spark of your life Shall conquer fickleness of time Passage to immortal non-existance This is the secret mass of silence Calling non-existence from everywhere |
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Simulacra
Album versions
Release date | Label | Catalog ID | Format | Description |
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July 27th, 2012 | Lifeforce Records | LFR 125-2 | CD | |
July 27th, 2012 | Independent | Digital | Bandcamp | |
March 2012 | Icaros Records | ICAR CD 003 | CD | Digipak |
January 2013 | MSR Productions | MSR 024 | CD | Digipak |
September 2016 | Mort Productions | MORT 116 | CD |
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Band members | |
Vraath | Bass |
Icanraz | Drums |
Quazarre | Vocals, Guitars |
Guest/Session | |
Orion | Vocals (track 10) |
Roman Bereźnicki | Guitars (acoustic) (tracks 3, 9), Bass (track 5) |
Jacek Grecki | Guitars (lead) (track 7) |
Wojciech "Flumen" Kostrzewa | Keyboards, Samples, Effects |
Peter "Lestath" Leszczyński | Keyboards, Samples, Effects |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Quazarre | Songwriting, Lyrics, Producer |
Peter "Lestath" Leszczyński | Songwriting |
Roman Bereźnicki | Recording (guitars) |
Marcin Kiełbaszewski | Recording (vocals) |
Wojciech "Flumen" Kostrzewa | Recording (vocals on track 10) |
Sławek Wiesławski | Mixing, Mastering, Producer, Re-amping (guitars), Recording (drums) |
Wojtek Wiesławski | Mixing, Mastering, Producer, Re-amping (guitars), Recording (drums) |
Kamil Kumpin | Photography (band) |
Michał "Xaay" Loranc | Artwork, Layout, Design |
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1. | Icaros | 04:12 | Show lyrics |
An incarnation of eternal mankind dream Is that what made you worthy to bear your name, oh Icaros? A memorable act of courage or just a deadly sin? You dreamt a dream of having wings so you could fly above all men So you could reach the sun and the moon, never look back, not down at the earth... A vast, familiar feeling that often passes by And pumps your veins with bitter... Is this a prize? Oh, Icaros?! A memorable act of courage or just a deadly sin? Oh, Icaros! Of all ancient ones you are the one that had become an icon for us all Rise your voice now up to the throne of those who lived and died at pantheon! Icaros! You challenged your gods, despite their power, despite their curse. Oh, Icaros!!! A memorable act of courage, not just a deadly sin... You dreamt a dream of having wings so you could fly above all men So you could reach the sun and the moon, never look back, not down at the earth... |
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2. | Legion of Chaos | 03:56 | Show lyrics |
„How you would please me, Night! without your stars Which speak a foreign dialect, that jars On one who seeks the void, the black, the bare. Yet even your darkest shade a canvas forms Whereon my eye must multiply in swarms Familiar looks of shapes no longer there” * Vision of disorder... Meritorious, perpetual annihilation Fountains of blood running down with rain Washing away the stench of mankind’s putrefaction Hail! We are the Legion Of Chaos Hail! Bow to the Legion Of Doom Chaos... sperm and ova of all species Chaos... bringer of darkness and daylight „You forests, like cathedrals, are my dread You roar like organs. Our curst hearts, like cells Where death forever rattles on the bed, Echo your de Profundis as it swells. My spirit hates you, Ocean! sees, and loathes Its tumults in your own. Of men defeated The bitter laugh, that’s full of sobs and oaths, Is in your own tremendously repeated” * Fountains of blood running down with rain Washing away the stench of mankind’s putrefaction Hail! We are the Legion Of Chaos Hail! Bow to the Legion Of Doom Chaos... sperm and ova of all species Chaos... bringer of darkness and daylight Chaotic vision of the cosmos... * „Obsession” by Charles Baudelaire |
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3. | Lilith | 05:02 | Show lyrics |
„Is the light vanished from our golden sun, Or is this daedal-fashioned earth less fair, That we are nature’s heritors, and one With every pulse of life that beats the air? Rather new suns across the sky shall pass, New splendour come unto the flower, new glory to the grass.” * Why have you crossed the path of my life? And now you’re not here... With poisonous kiss you’ve taken it all... away from me... “And we two lovers shall not sit afar, Critics of nature, but the joyous sea Shall be our raiment, and the bearded star Shoot arrows at our pleasure! We shall be part of the mighty universal whole, And through all aeons mix and mingle with the Kosmic Soul!” * I dream of Lilith, she’d become my obsession... Tremendous feeling of great, irreversible love and loss... “We shall be notes in that great Symphony Whose cadence circles through the rhythmic spheres, And all the live World’s throbbing heart shall be One with our heart; the stealthy creeping years Have lost their terrors now, we shall not die, The Universe itself shall be our Immortality” * * “Panthea” by Oscar Wilde |
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4. | Fear No Gods! | 05:46 | Show lyrics |
Deep down the earth the river filled with fire consumes the dead with obolus shining in their empty eyes, leaving no trace of what they once used to be... For they were abandoned by those who believed to be gods... „Through me the way is to the city dolent; Through me the way is to eternal dole; Through me the way among the people lost. Justice incited my sublime Creator; Created me divine Omnipotence, The highest Wisdom and the primal Love. Before me there were no created things, Only eterne, and I eternal last. (All hope abandon, ye who enter in!)” * All memories of those abandoned by the gods fade away Transforming them into superior lives for they cannot stay Fear no gods! As thou are god yourself, rise thy swords! Quench their thirst! As thou are god yourself... fear no gods! „(...) Commingled are they with that caitiff choir Of Angels, who have not rebellious been, Nor faithful were to God, but were for self. The heavens expelled them, not to be less fair (...) * Fear no gods! As thou are god yourself, rise thy swords! Quench their thirst! As thou are god yourself... fear no gods! „These have no longer any hope of death; And this blind life of theirs is so debased, They envious are of every other fate. No fame of them the world permits to be” * „All those who perish in the wrath of God Here meet together out of every land; And ready are they to pass o’er the river, Because celestial Justice spurs them on, So that their fear is turned into desire. This way there never passes a good soul; And hence if Charon doth complain of thee, Well mayst thou know now what his speech imports” * „Only eterne, and I eternal last. All hope abandon, ye who enter in!” * Deep down the earth the river filled with fire consumes the dead... But you had seen the trace of what they used to be Fear no gods! As thou are god yourself, rise thy swords! Quench their thirst! As thou are god yourself... fear no gods! * „Inferno” by Dante Alighieri |
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5. | The Scream of the Lambs | 03:55 | Show lyrics |
Farewell, green fields and happy groves, Where flocks have took delight; Where lambs have nibbled, silent moves The feet of angels bright; Unseen they pour blessing, And joy without ceasing, On each bud and blossom, And each sleeping bosom. They look in every thoughtless nest, Where birds are covered warm; They visit caves of every beast, To keep them all from harm When wolves and tigers howl for prey, They pitying stand and weep, Seeking to drive their thirst away, And keep them from the sheep. And there the lion’s ruddy eyes Shall flow with tears of gold, And pitying the tender cries, And walking round the fold, Saying, "Wrath, by his meekness, And, by his health, sickness Is driven away Form our immortal day. And now beside thee, bleating lamb, I can lie down and sleep; Or think on him who bore thy name, Graze after thee and weep.” * * „Songs Of Innocence – Night” by William Blake |
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6. | Spiritual Blackout | 03:43 | Show lyrics |
Nocturnal passage to worlds beyond the frame of so called reality... A dream that takes you for a journey across the most twisted scenes as far as your imagination is concerned... Neurons lost in the labyrinth with no exit, an astral body unable to come back... „A spirit passed before me: I beheld The face of immortality unveiled - Deep sleep came down on every eye save mine - And there it stood, - all formless - but divine: Along my bones the creeping flesh did quake; And as my damp hair stiffened, thus it spake: Is man more just than God? Is man more pure Than He who deems even Seraphs insecure? Creatures of clay - vain dwellers in the dust! The moth survives you, and are ye more just? Things of a day! you wither ere the night, Heedless and blind to Wisdom’s wasted light!” * Pray! Devour words and gestures Pray! For all your hope is gone Pray! To stimulate your spirit Slay! Before they’ll take it all... An astral body unable to come back Nocturnal passage to worlds beyond the frame... Passage - dream to be awake... * „A Spirit Passed Before Me” by Lord George Gordon Byron |
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7. | Vi Veri Vniversum Vivus Vici | 04:42 | Show lyrics |
March on! Conquer and take no slaves! For we are here to get back knowledge That has been taken away from us long time ago, that has been stolen from us by pigs who named themselves prophets “Here, where a hero fell, a column falls! Here, where the mimic eagle glared in gold, A midnight vigil holds the swarthy bat! Here, where the dames of Rome their gilded hair (Waved to the wind, now wave the reed and thistle! Here, where on golden throne the monarch lolled), Glides, spectre-like, unto his marble home, Lit by the wan light of the horned moon, The swift and silent lizard of the stones!” * March on! Conquer and take no slaves! For we are here to get back knowledge that has been taken away from us long time ago, that has been stolen from us by pigs who named themselves prophets Rise! Like Phoenix from the ashes Live! According to your thoughts Think! There is no God or Satan... Die! As Phoenix then reborn! March on! Conquer and take no slaves! For we are here to get back knowledge that has been taken away from us long time ago, that has been stolen from us by pigs who named themselves prophets “We rule the hearts of mightiest men - we rule With a despotic sway all giant minds. We are not impotent - we pallid stones. Not all our power is gone - not all our fame Not all the magic of our high renown Not all the wonder that encircles us Not all the mysteries that in us lie Not all the memories that hang upon And cling around about us as a garment, Clothing us in a robe of more than glory.” * * “The Coliseum” by Edgar Allan Poe |
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8. | The Last Farewell | 03:55 | Show lyrics |
„There is a Reaper, whose name is Death, And, with his sickle keen, He reaps the bearded grain at a breath, And the flowers that grow between” * Wipe off the tears that run down your face Frozen in time of your most painful dream And transform them all into an ocean so the dream may sail away „He gazed at the flowers with tearful eyes, He kissed their drooping leaves; It was for the Lord of Paradise He bound them in his sheaves” * „They shall all bloom in fields of light, Transplanted by my care, And saints, upon their garments white, These sacred blossoms wear” * And once they have sailed away from you Never look back so they shall not return! Unless you’d want them to become a pain that gives birth to another worthless tear „O, not in cruelty, not in wrath, The Reaper came that day; ’T was an angel visited the green earth, And took the flowers away” * It’s the last farewell… * „The Reaper And The Flowers” by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Dedicated to Maksim Khlevinskyi (1984–2008) |
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9. | Solitude | 04:16 | Show lyrics |
„A dreamer is one who can only find his way by moonlight, and his punishment is that he sees the dawn before the rest of the world” * * Oscar Wilde |
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10. | Prince of the East | 07:47 | Show lyrics |
FAUSTUS: (...) When Mephistophilis shall stand by me, What god can hurt thee, Faustus? Thou art safe Cast no more doubts. Come, Mephistophilis, And bring glad tidings from great Lucifer; Is’t not midnight? Come, Mephistophilis, Veni, veni, Mephistophile! (Enter MEPHISTOPHILIS) Now tell me what says Lucifer, thy lord? MEPHISTOPHILIS: That I shall wait on Faustus whilst he lives, So he will buy my service with his soul. FAUSTUS: Already Faustus hath hazarded that for thee. MEPHISTOPHILIS: But, Faustus, thou must bequeath it solemnly, And write a deed of gift with thine own blood; For that security craves great Lucifer. If thou deny it, I will back to hell. FAUSTUS: Stay, Mephistophilis, and tell me, what good will my soul do thy lord? MEPHISTOPHILIS: Enlarge his kingdom. FAUSTUS: Is that the reason why he tempts us thus? MEPHISTOPHILIS: Solamen miseris socios habuisse doloris. FAUSTUS: Why, have you any pain that torture others?! MEPHISTOPHILIS: As great as have the human souls of men. But, tell me, Faustus, shall I have thy soul? And I will be thy slave, and wait on thee, And give thee more than thou hast wit to ask. FAUSTUS: Ay, Mephistophilis, I give it thee. MEPHISTOPHILIS: Then, Faustus, stab thine arm courageously, And bind thy soul, that at some certain day Great Lucifer may claim it as his own; And then be thou as great as Lucifer. FAUSTUS: [Stabbing his arm] Mephistophilis, for love of thee, I cut mine arm, and with my proper blood Assure my soul to be great Lucifer’s, Chief lord and regent of perpetual night! View here the blood that trickles from mine arm, And let it be propitious for my wish. MEPHISTOPHILIS: But, Faustus, thou must Write it in manner of a deed of gift. (Re-enter MEPHISTOPHILIS with DEVILS, who give crowns and rich apparel to FAUSTUS, dance, and then depart) FAUSTUS: Speak, Mephistophilis, what means this show? MEPHISTOPHILIS: Nothing, Faustus, but to delight thy mind withal, And to shew thee what magic can perform. FAUSTUS: But may I raise up spirits when I please? MEPHISTOPHILIS: Ay, Faustus, and do greater things than these. FAUSTUS: Then there’s enough for a thousand souls. Here, Mephistophilis, receive this scroll, A deed of gift of body and of soul: But yet conditionally that thou perform All articles prescrib’d between us both. MEPHISTOPHILIS: Faustus, I swear by hell and Lucifer To effect all promises between us made! FAUSTUS: Then hear me read them. [Reads] On these conditions following. First, that Faustus may be a spirit in form and substance. Secondly, that Mephistophilis shall be his servant, and at his command. Thirdly, that Mephistophilis shall do for him, and bring him whatsoever he desires. Fourthly, that he shall be in his chamber or house invisible. Lastly, that he shall appear to the said John Faustus, at all times, in what form or shape so ever he please. I, John Faustus, of Wertenberg, doctor, by these presents, do give both body and soul to Lucifer Prince of The East, and his minister Mephistophilis (...) MEPHISTOPHILIS: Speak, Faustus, do you deliver this as your deed? FAUSTUS: Ay, take it, and the devil give thee good on’t! MEPHISTOPHILIS: Now, Faustus, ask what thou wilt. FAUSTUS: First will I question with thee about hell. Tell me, where is the place that men call hell? MEPHISTOPHILIS: Under the heavens. FAUSTUS: Ay, but whereabout? MEPHISTOPHILIS: Within the bowels of these elements, Where we are tortur’d and remain for ever: Hell hath no limits, nor is circumscrib’d In one self place; for where we are is hell, And where hell is, there must we ever be: And, to conclude, when all the world dissolves, And every creature shall be purified, All places shall be hell that are not heaven. FAUSTUS: Come, I think hell’s a fable. MEPHISTOPHILIS: Ay, think so still, till experience change thy mind. FAUSTUS: Why, think’st thou, then, that Faustus shall be damn’d? MEPHISTOPHILIS: Ay, of necessity, for here’s the scroll Wherein thou hast given thy soul to Lucifer. FAUSTUS: Ay, and body too: but what of that? Think’st thou that Faustus is so fond to imagine That, after this life, there is any pain? Tush, these are trifles and mere old wives’ tales. MEPHISTOPHILIS: But, Faustus, I am an instance to prove the contrary, For I am damn’d, and am now in hell * * „The Tragical History of Dr Faustus - 1604" by Christopher Marlowe |
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Adventvs - Eritis Sicvt Devs
Album versions
Release date | Label | Catalog ID | Format | Description |
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May 8th, 2014 | Independent | CD | Digipak | |
May 8th, 2014 | Independent | Digital | Bandcamp | |
February 2015
(titled "Adventvs") |
Hammerheart Records | HHR 2015-01 | 12" vinyl | Limited edition |
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Quazarre | Vocals, Guitars, Guitars (acoustic) (tracks 1-2), Keyboards (tracks 3-5) |
Icanraz | Drums (tracks 1-2) |
Vraath | Bass (tracks 1-2), Vocals (backing) (tracks 1-2) |
Starash | Guitars (tracks 3-5) |
Turqouissa | Keyboards (tracks 3-5) |
Guest/Session | |
Paweł "Wołek" Wołczyk | Bass (tracks 3-5), Drum programming (tracks 3-5) |
Contemplatron | Overtone chanting, Dril-bu, Chau gong (tracks 1, 2) |
Wojciech ‘Flumen’ Kostrzewa | Keyboards, Samples (tracks 1, 2) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Arkadiusz Malczewski | Mixing, Mastering (tracks 1-2) |
Paweł Wołczyk | Recording (tracks 3-5) |
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1. | Adventvs Regis | 10:01 | Show lyrics |
“Chcę niszczyć nie na to, żeby odbudowywać ruiny, ale na to żeby niszczyć. Bo zniszczenie jest moim dogmatem, moją wiarą, mojem ubóstwieniem. Może przecież w tem wszystkiem tkwi myśl o ludzkości, ale to jest mi obojętne. Chcę tylko zniszczenia...” The expectation of things to come... Transformation of the human nature. Discrepant emotions that boil inside of you Are now becoming clear. Things you’ve gone through Have left deep scars across your tortured soul. Blood has been shed And thus a new vision has been born. So, do what thou wilt! And fuck the worthless scum of the Earth! Dream! Fear not to reach Where others do not even dare! Think of the past But place yourself on the other end of the rainbow... Embrace your fate, come into being once again... Adventvs Regis! Listen to horns announce his coming... ...and pray to no one ever since. Adventvs Regis! Welcome the king inside you And pray to no one ever since. Adventvs Regis! Listen to horns announce his coming... As you’re a slave no more, forevermore! Eritis sicut Deus! Eritis sicut Deus! Open up his wounds rub salt into them and squeeze them hard. Make him feel again the pain of every soul his spirit was meant to bestow upon. Oh mighty Lord! Are you the one who was meant to save me? Save me and other scum of the Earth? How does it feel now to be a victim? A victim of your own pathetic masterplan... The expectation of things to come... Transformation of the human nature. Discrepant emotions that boil inside of you Are now becoming clear. “Jest przecież wiele w tem prawdy, że wszyscy jesteśmy dziećmi Szatana. Wszyscy ci, którzy gnani rozpaczą i zwątpieniem czują trwogę, wszyscy ci, których sumienie jest obciążone... I jest w tem wiele słusznego, że życie jest królestwem Szatana: piekłem... Po śmierci ujrzymy może coś tak głupiego i banalnego, jak raj... Zresztą sądzę, że wszystko to, w co ludzie wierzą, jest nieprawdą – przeciwnie...” |
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2. | Meteoron | 06:52 | Show lyrics |
Come, oh Mother Night And spread your wings over their dreams. Let me taste their peaceful yearning For delusive wishes to come true. Let me see your light dance With the shadows of their souls. Born from your womb Meteoron. Cast down from heaven racing fast toward the Earth Meteoron... Now watch him devour the world in which they live. Come, oh Father Storm And blow the sails of their ignorance. Let your anger fall upon them... Rape their guardian angels! Rip their fucking hearts out! May that carrion left at the mercy of vultures Remind survivors of certain values. Let it be a warning to those who thought they ruled this world Since they’re nothing but usurpers to the throne. The Morning Star Meteoron. Cast down from heaven racing fast toward the Earth. Meteoron... “Jestem tylko meteorem, który na chwilę zabłyśnie, na chwilę ludzkość straszy i przeraża, a potem nagle niknie – a szczęśliwy jestem, że tym przeświadczeniem żyję. Droga meteorom wyznaczona jest miliard razy dłuższa aniżeli zwykłym gwiazdom...” “Być meteorem, to istotna moja tęsknota: zniszczyć na swej drodze kilka światów, roztopić je w sobie, wzbogacić się nimi i po miliardach lat znowu powrócić, stokroć gorętszym blaskiem rozpłonąć, wieść nowe przemiany i wywody i znowu zniknąć – to to, co w moich najkosztowniejszych snach przeżywam... Niech zgasnę, czym prędzej zgasnę, bym mógl tylko we wzmożonej potędze powrócić... A wrócę – wrócę!” |
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3. | Moon | 19:48 | Show lyrics |
It’s the last gasp... In winsome silence I rested on the house of the passing world to fulfill the tragedy of my own life, among thousands of forgotten existences. It’s astounding, how many tears had to be cried out, how many grains of sand penetrated through the fingers of cruel time, before I came here deprived of the rags of ignorance left with just a stubborn picture of deadness or life that’s waiting for me... I curse that day when Gods sent me that gift staying on the lonely particle of my Ego. I curse that sword and scales laying in my bleeding hands. Some crazy, protracted note is gnawing into chasms of my consciousness tearing into pieces the memory of the deepest dreams, crushing and smashing everything inside of the eternal element of duration of the fantasy that I created against the unfriendly forces’ will. The only thing I remember is the immortal, horribly bright Look, secular essence of life and death. Just like the lonesome lightning that brightens impenetrable darkness of the dead horizon. I remember the abyss with no beginning, with no end, abyss growing bigger and bigger at frightfully fast rate, to finally reach the dimension I couldn’t conceive even in my mind’s eye... And then was only the silent scream that snatched my drifting body from the embrace of the Silent Ruler of The Infinity. Now, I know what I really desire! Unsheathed blade of my liberation that shone with silver of the saddened moon... In the dim candlelight I find again the stairs leading to a stage. Slowly, my hands are scattering the thickening smoke. I’m reaching the next steps. I can’t stop anymore. There’s only one moment left... Only there I will find longed-for tranquility. | |||
4. | Var | 14:23 | Show lyrics |
Listen... Here it is the majesty of silence. It’s a beauty of gardens of divine unconsciousness ...and harp’s silver strings pulling by the gasp of the wind. Angel sadness. Angel peace. The shine of the most distant star dried out the ocean of remembrance. No!!! There’s still one drop left... The pearl of free conscience in the crown of poisoned restraint. Close your tired eyes. You will see the desire of glory enveloped in the veil of virginity. Over the tops of Your imagination gleamed a new sun... Tear off the flower fed on its rays. You’re silent. In naked imagination you paint the schizoid picture of your passion. Only you and your flower – the fruit of diabolical lust that you don’t try to hide. Oh, what a beautiful scent, what a beautiful sight. Kiss the petals of sin, kiss the womb of Eternity. The morning dawn drinks off the dew of your memories. It’s them! Jealous angels... They’ve cut the gown of the Night with the dagger of betray, to master a heart that begot a pleasure. Feel, how your heart burns with hate. Amongst the ripples of the painful memory you will hear the inner calling reminding the desire of revenge. The call of bestial nature. The one which stole the colour of your passion will pay for it with his life. The blade of free conscience is seized with desire of rage... Of blood!!! Yes... blood!!! | |||
5. | Dies Irae | 11:38 | Show lyrics |
Your name is cursed... Why? Yes, you remember now. In frantic wrath you recognize the pictures of time. Monuments of your own crime you bedew with silver tears. There’s no reason to grieve, grief becomes vain. Let the sword of Macrocosmos smash the enemies of freedom. Only one is worthy of bliss, who has the seed of desire. War against the usurpers of glory!!! War agains the thieves of happiness!!! The hideous vision of gratification kindle the new delights... The stream of crimson soiled a heavenly light. The landscapes of compensation painted in the blood of indifference. Hills around are overgrown with the forest of crosses but upon the one, there’s no flesh of the liar... Once again you look with pride at the flower enveloped in the veil of victory. But... What’s that?! Your deepest lust’s crown is covered in the sperm of bitterness. Flower created in shameful jealousy wounds your tired hands. Look! How it shivers unconsciously on the wind in silent convulsions. Look at those piles of bodies covered in the cosmic dust of a Night. Silence... Only the mourning bell rings The Last Requiem. | |||
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The I
Album versions
Release date | Label | Catalog ID | Format | Description |
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September 22nd, 2017 | Lifeforce Records | LFR 176-2 | CD | Digipak |
September 22nd, 2017 | Independent | CD | Box set, Limited edition | |
September 22nd, 2017 | Independent | Digital | Bandcamp | |
September 22nd, 2017 | Lifeforce Records | LFR 1231-1 | 12" vinyl | |
September 22nd, 2017 | Lifeforce Records | LFR 1231-1 | 12" vinyl | Limited edition, White marbled vinyl |
Members | |
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Quazarre | Vocals, Guitars (lead), Guitars (rhythm), Guitars (acoustic), Songwriting, Lyrics |
Icanraz | Drums |
Vraath | Bass, Vocals (backing) |
Guest/Session | |
Mike Wead | Guitars (lead) (track 5) |
Ares | Vocals (additional) (track 5) |
Przemysław Nowak | Effects |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Infected Minds | Artwork, Design, Layout |
Quazarre | Producer, Recording (guitars) |
Icanraz | Producer |
Konrad "Darky" Nawojczyk | Lyrics |
Przemysław Nowak | Producer, Mixing, Mastering, Re-amping (guitars), Recording (vocals) |
Piotr Polak | Recording (drums) |
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1. | The I | 05:14 | Show lyrics |
O przyjdź, jesienią – wdziej szatę lekką, białą, zwiewną,
pajęczą; rzuć na hebanowe swoje włosy perły rosy, lśniące zimnych barw tęczą. Gold-encrusted book of lies and the blessed flock enticed reign of broken will and rites bizarre upon deaf ears fall the pleading cries O przyjdź, jesienią – owiana skargą tęskną, rzewną żurawi, w dal płynących szarą niebios tonią, tchnącą wonią kwiatów, które mróz krwawi. Watch mortal man succumb to misery scattered dreams eclipsed cultivating horrid fallacy caressed by death’s lips O przyjdź, jesienią – w chwilę zmierzchu senną, niepewną – i dłonie swe przejrzyste, miękkie, woniejące na cierpiące połóż mi skronie o Śmierci!... In glory I rejoice, wash my wounds clean in torment I evolve behold the I supreme |
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2. | The Dove and the Serpent | 07:32 | Show lyrics |
W framudze smukły krzyż z diamentu płonie – na ziemi dymi się trumienny krzyż... W błyskawicowym ścian zaklętych kole cień stoi smukły – pręży głowę wzwyż – w cień, co mu z ramion schyla się do czoła – w cień, co rękami rąk się jego chwyta i w nieme żalem, w zachwycone usta całuje smukły cień... Witness to the mysteries of old times, resurrect lost ways anew set my eyes high upon crimson skies and burn my way right through descendants of the dark age, a repressive reign of blame time and again vile shepherds revel in their lambs shame Sinister shades of destiny symbolic principles of the divine bitter dogs of Christ civilization’s ultimate decline Reason outweighed by the cross infested theatre of redemption whilst the buried don’t lie swarm the lords of aberration cleansing storms, broken bones, a spiritual crown of thorns marionettes at work in the hands of the king of worms Invoke me under my stars! Love is the law, love under will. Nor let the fools mistake love; for there are love and love. There is the dove, and there is the serpent. Malarky of a kingdom above all the omnipotent and his bastard son enthroned ...weeping saviour, self-proclaimed ruler to a land beyond |
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3. | Eosphoros | 04:54 | Show lyrics |
Burden of the flesh and grieving soul a dormant contestant to the throne seek beyond the blood-stained stone and follow not that which is not of flesh and bone Wandering restless through the ages, cast aside for standing proud, contesting the powers that be and holding strong your ground born at dawn of time, denounce mortal sin and shine bright spread your wings and lead the way, grand embodiment of light Jam blaskiem słońc miliardów co wzrok ludzkości spala gdy w swym zachwycie, omamiona, ku nieboskłonie głowę wznosząc od ciała swego, od ziemskich zmartwień, w bezkresu wieczność się oddala... Witnessing the imminent fall of mankind enslavement of the blind at heart and mind awaiting to break dawn, the Morning Star bringer of hope for night and day to realign Oh, Eosphoros! Burn my eyes out so that I could see real light Eosphoros! |
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4. | Blood Imprinted Stigma | 10:01 | Show lyrics |
Not one to turn the other cheek nor one to turn a blind eye not one to walk among the Earth’s slime flame of passion burning close to heart crucify all doubt to rise above the divine give thanks not unto God for he is unworthy of Thy praise Wars to be lead and fights to be won derelict monarch to be overthrown not one to sacrifice himself, nor one to make a covenant a pact with the Devil signed with Thy own blood Disavowal the long-standing epitaph to reason fearing not to stare beyond the seventh sea restless mind unbound, crumbling the divine holding dear that which God failed to foresee... Lift the curse of blood imprinted stigma shed Thy light upon the darkest side of man awaken the bereft of self with Thy splendor put an end to mortal prophet’s reign Guided by Darkness You may close your eyes yet see what others cannot see scream of vengeance paint the skies with blood let angels tremble with fear, let them feel your wrath hold high the torch of Prometheus’ dream and keep that flame alive Pragnę z pamięci świata tak doszczętnie wymrzeć, by z nazwy nie zostało śladu – by mnie nie poznał nikt po dawnym piętnie, gdy ląd pozdrowię z floty mej pokładu. Przeistoczenia szukać w morzu, w ogniu, w chmurach, w ziemi, przeistoczony wrócić w głusz mego domu cmentarną, z twarzy osłupionych czar ustami zdjąć budzącemi. Bleed the eyes of the unworthy, drive Thy wrath through their hearts feed their remnants to the wolves and put an end to holy rites |
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5. | Ipse Philosophvs, Daemon, Devs et Omnia | 07:57 | Show lyrics |
Hear, O heavens! Listen, O earth! For the Lord has spoken: I reared children and brought them up, but they have rebelled against me Their worm will not die, nor will their fire be quenched, and they will be loathsome to all mankind. Verses inverted to please and suit an obscure masquerade of life collapse of all reason, lambs of God depraved, lobotomized merge night and day, purge holy scriptures with Thy ancient flame terminate the insolent, feast victorious, reestablish Thy domain Wśród woni kwiatów, w zamku z marmuru, pod groźną głębią otchłani gwiazd, wśród słońc konania, demonów chóru, w dziki kraj widzeń uczynić wjazd. Pod chłostą dźwięków mdleć w wirach tańca (...) (...) W głuchych muzeów samotnej sali, gdy na posągi kir rzuci mrok. Chciał(a)bym wskrzesić tych, co skonali, w kamiennych oczach zapalić wzrok; ściągnąć na ziemię wrzawę Walhalli, niechby w niej zagrzmiał Tytanów krok! Zgłuszyć bek stada szaleństwem bogów, z Olimpu wzgardą zmiażdżyć rój wrogów. Purge the soul of dogma and flaws, rid the flesh of misplaced scars stand strong against the tide and the blood-drenched castle of lies Ponad ogromem mgławic – w bezmiarze, gdzie zgasłą iskrą – nasz błotny świat, tonąć w miliardów gwiazd mknących gwarze, poić się ogniem – żywiołów brat. Ipse philosophus, daemon, Deus et omnia |
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6. | Czerń i biel | 06:34 | Show lyrics |
Czytamy świat całą noc i dzień gdzie ty czytasz czerń, ja czytam biel czarne jest białe a białe to czerń Trzecim Okiem – widzę światło, lecz Ciebie, Najdroższa... ...pogrąża cień Zważ, że jest Kościół Prawdziwy którego biel zniszczyć nie może i nie przemoże go nic Zajrzyj w mrok tajemnicy bo tam... W ukrytej czarnej ciszy czarna zbiera się brać pośród Agape tajemnej płonie czerwień ich serc Sekret sekretny przysięga Milczenia i przysięga Krwi cóż oni robią? Kim są ci czernią spowici pośród braterskiej krwi? Ich prawdziwego oblicza nie zna nikt sekret sekretny czarnej krwi Widzę! Jest tam Czarna Królowa i Czarny Rycerz obejmuje ją ich serca gorące biją jak czarny dzwon uderzają z mocą z mocą tysięcy słońc uderzają mosiężnie on obejmuje ją W jeden czarny takt ich ciała gorące w jeden czarny takt unosić się chcą i biją z mocą ich serca gorące Czarny rytm czarnego słońca Ogień zapłonął! Ogień zapłonął! Ogień ich krwi! Jest Czarny Zakon który przemieni ten świat wykuwając czarne myśli wykuwając tysiące prawd i białe upadnie nastanie Czerń i serca gorące w jeden pójdą rytm czarny rytm czarnego słońca zespoli ich Bo Czerń jest zwycięska Białą jest Śmierć |
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7. | The Fatal Messiah | 09:03 | Show lyrics |
Idolatry divine pious words in disguise remedy at hand bestowed upon blind eyes deprived of thought and will trading words of scorn infested, vicious hearts flock as one with martyr son Enlightenment denied banished from the kingdom of the ignorant Drzewo samotne, obnażone podnosi chude swe ramiona, rozpaczy hymny śle chropawe do stalowego nieba próżni. Pod drzewem stoi krzyż zmurszały, na nim rozpięty Chrystus kona, wznosząc swe oczy beznadziejne do stalowego nieba próżni. Pod krzyżem dusza ma cierpiąca z otchłani czarnej swej nicości wznosi pragnienia obłąkane do stalowego nieba próżni. Scriptures of a somber lord, a testament to Babylon’s whore celebrating winds of plague, filth-encrusted desolate souls untimely demise of the mourning soul, deprived of worldly desires restraint, blindfolded and gagged, bound to follow the fatal messiah |
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51:15 |
Postmortem Whispering Crows
Album versions
Release date | Label | Catalog ID | Format | Description |
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September 13th, 2019 | Non Serviam Records | NSR 027 | CD | Digipak |
September 13th, 2019 | Independent | Digital |
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Quazarre | Vocals, Guitars |
Icanraz | Drums |
Vraath | Bass, Vocals (backing) |
Guest/Session | |
Przemysław Nowak | Effects |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Infected Minds | Artwork, Design, Layout |
Quazarre | Songwriting, Lyrics, Producer, Recording (guitars) |
Konrad "Darky" Nawojczyk | Lyrics |
Przemysław Nowak | Producer, Mixing, Mastering |
Piotr Polak | Recording (drums) |
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1. | Dvma | 05:15 | Show lyrics |
Płynie albatros ranny nad morzem.
W czerwieniach zmierzchu, jak czarny krzyż - Jednym się skrzydłem rwie w gwiezdne głębie, Drugim, omdlały, potrąca wodę. Leci albatros ostatkiem siły, Z rany się toczy strumieniem krew - Krwią się zapala niebo i morze - Przez krwawe ognie gna ptak mdlejący. Gdzie dłonie, co go z wód groźnych zdolne Wybawić - wstrzymać płynącą krew - W sercu mu gniazdo uwić spokoju - Gdzie takie wielkie serce - i dłonie? Z skalistych zrębów nocny włóczęga Patrzy żałośnie w posępną dal, Kędy ostatkiem sił ptak zraniony Swe krwawe, ciężkie opuszcza skrzydła. Nie jemu ranne ptaki brać w dłonie - Tchem słodkim koić płomienie ran, W ramionach ostrów mu dać zdrowienia - Ni w sercu grotę snów, co kołyszą. On tylko, z ponadżlebnych krawędzi, Kędy, sam, w głębiach nocy się pnie, Na mórz skrwawionych głuchą balladę l na krzyk trwogi rannego ptaka - On tylko swoją może zadumę Dać ciężką, głowę zamknąwszy w dłoń - l jęk, co padnie w otchłań bezdenną, Która go dzieli od reszty świata - Od niw radosnych i mórz tych krwawych, Kędy, mrąc, leci zraniony ptak. |
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2. | Cingvlvm Diaboli | 04:50 | Show lyrics |
Basic senses long renounced, Indoctrination of the lesser kind Force-fed dreams of absolution, Led astray by wicked minds Shed aside feeble endeavours Of all mortal men defiled To quench hunger in its purest form And immaculate desires Mockery of life, existence subdued Visions of a world hopelessly lost Self-imposed absolution Grow immune to the ways of the cross Violently suppressed Hopelessly sedated Stripped of lust and passion Common sense castrated Renounce all shackles of negation, Bring down hammers to the cross Broken world of punishment and solitude, Postmortem whispering crows Grim vultures of the cross Indifferent to misery Malicious existence Masters of treachery Chodź ze mną! Pójdziem w ciche, omglone cmentarze, Pójdziemy światła palić na grobach, i sami Pośród głazów milczących błąkać się myślami, Pójdź, a własną ci twoją mogiłę pokażę! Jeszcze się nad nią wieko Czasu nie zawarło, Jeszcze dyszy czeluścią próżną i niesytą, Jeszcze ćwieków na piersiach trumny twej nie bito, A już jesteś minioną rzeczą — i umarłą! Nie żałuj! Mija wszystko, więc na sen cię wiodę Przez cichych pól rozłogi, przez letejską wodę, Na śmierci pokój wieczny, w głąb mrocznych podziemi. |
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3. | Interregnvm | 06:12 | Show lyrics |
Sanctimonious, derogative, obsolete Let the unworthy of Thy wisdom Wither out and cease to breathe Give way to new things order Through illuminating fire Smear their blood all over myths Of bastard spawn conceived Elusive state of comfort Irrational senses in command The blind leading the blind Execution of the fertile mind King against King Upon the chessboard of their dreams Kissed by the serpent Only one of them to prevail Ziejąc zatrute, zgniłe tchnienie, Stęchłych wód tonie ołowiane Leżą, bezwładnie odrętwione, Wsłuchane w martwe swe milczenie. Patrząc na wód tych czarne tonie, Białością swoją przerażona, Chłonąc wyziewy ich zatrute Lilia omdlałe schyla skronie. Anarcho-individualism Long live the dream of a world with No false Kings nor false Prophets For where your treasure is, There will Thy heart be also. The world ye live in... Interregnvm |
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16:17 |
Plurima Mortis Imago
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Band members | |
Quazarre | Vocals, Guitars |
Adrian Nefarious | Bass |
Dragor | Drums |
Starash | Guitars |
Turqouissa | Keyboards |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Quazarre | Songwriting (tracks 2-5, 7-9), Lyrics |
Turqouissa | Songwriting (tracks 1, 4, 6) |
Starash | Songwriting (tracks 4, 7) |
Moloch | Cover art |
Sławek Wiesławski | Mastering |
Wojtek Wiesławski | Mastering |
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1. | Lunarium | 00:57 | instrumental |
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2. | Rebellion of Will Manifesto | 06:02 | Show lyrics |
We - thinking beings We - surrealistic visions We - supernatural ideas We have been materialized To possess the forces of God God who created the world Full of lament of his daughters and sons We have come up with blood on our hands Blood used as ink for writing The New Bible You have heard about Armageddon Decadentism flowing from horns of dead heralds Being afraid someone could discover it one day… Come on, do not pretend… You are one of us, even if you would like To become someone else Damned and forgotten, hateful and ruined Intended for serving the will of yourself There is no king but you There is no God but you Damned and forgotten, hateful and ruined Intended for serving the will of yourself Legions were marching through the lands Bathed in blood Everything has passed… people and cities Cultures and nations Finally - there was only You and a few more left… The thinking beings Surrealistic visions Supernatural ideas Who have been materialized To possess the forces of God Damned and forgotten, hateful and ruined But intended for serving the will of Yourselves You have looked in the mirror and seen revelation Heaven suddenly turned red… |
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3. | Visions of Kingdom to Come... | 04:25 | Show lyrics |
Over the mountains there is a thought, Vision of kingdom to come Dream of Angels raped by The One Who Knows... Hear them crying And see their tears falling down with rain The old world is dying And You have to face their eternal pain He who paints the sky in red He who rules the world of dead Has risen again, blood has to be shed Take that cold piece of cold steel and proudly rise Your head! To war!!! In the name of liberation! To war!!! That is Your final declaration! To war!!! Create some new, much better nation! To war!!! As this is Your own coronation! Give the angels back their dreams Give them freedom and will to sin Spread out their wings, help them to fly They will be laughing at You, watching… …how You die!!! They are taking You high over the mountains Between the worlds of thoughts You have been always dreaming to discover Soon they will whisper divine visions of Kingdom to come Straight to Your fucking dead ears!!! |
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4. | Dracula’s Mechanized Universe | 05:20 | Show lyrics |
We all live in entirely mechanized universe... Being a cog-wheel we just remain a premature dead dream of existence Deprived of all passions Deprived of all visions We are becoming creatures unable to think, unable to feel and experience Intoxicated with devilish wrath we are having a dream of drinking a blood Blood flowing down from the swords of religions, of mankind addicted to all superstitions And You... face the world of imagination And You... face the world of mass devastation And You... do not be afraid of transformation And You... throw off the mask of plastic intentions Passing by streets drowned in a twilight seeing the whores of laughter and sadness Walking around and drinking the moonlight looking for victims to fulfill your madness Their cry is a sweet melody, pure, shameless form of Your satisfaction For ages of lies, false smiles and enslavement close up Your thoughts in eternal lament Liberation... Demoralization... Transformation... (6, 6, 6) Mistification... Unfortunately, the chalice is empty... Would You please be so kind and gently prepare Your throats? |
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5. | Funeral of God | 07:50 | Show lyrics |
That was an unusual, golden autumn... The breath of a wind was gliding Cemetery’s avenues with the ocean Of constantly falling leaves The trees were dying plaintively Crooning their last threnody; They have been whispering the names We all wouldn’t like to remember… And then he came without saying a word Slowly sat down and lighted ever-burning fire ’’For whom?’’ - I have asked ’’For myself…’’ - he has answered And streams of strange voices suddenly came down He pulled out a rope and tied round his neck Stood up on a chair and silently nod his head to me I came a bit closer and looked at his face, asking him: ’’Why?’’ ’’Because this world doesn’t need me anymore The human mankind became self-dependent As notion of good and evil Has got new, conscious meanings Paradise has not been lost As it has never truly existed As well as original sin, heaven and hell Or other fictitious worlds… That all has been made-up to rule, rape and kill, To chain human’s power, passion and will’’ ’’Pray for quick death, You son of a bitch! Now You feel taste of vendetta!!!’’ I spat on his face and hardly kicked the chair…? |
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6. | Α & Ω Spaces | 01:32 | instrumental |
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7. | Crowned to Be Crucified | 03:31 | Show lyrics |
The Sapiential books will run with blood of prophets And only their thoughts will remain Like a smell of murdered lovers All the rest will fall into oblivion As a merciless time for all fucking temples Which has passed with fall of Babylon Every king in history was a reflection Of his own clown And man behind the mask covering wisdom of ages Philosopher pretending a fool Fool pretending a philosopher Why didn’t we let them rule? Watching their eyes bleeding You have been trapped In Your thoughts’ emptiness Rise up imagination’s curtain Let them breathe their sweet loneliness You are the purest one You are the chosen one And You are the only one to be crowned! So, show us Your mind, uncover the mystery The New Order secrets You have furtively done… May the wisdom be spoken We need a messiah! We want You to see Your own crucifixion!!! |
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8. | Smell of Death | 10:05 | Show lyrics |
May my prediction never be fulfilled... His body was taken with breath of a wind There was no witness, no soul to remember Fall of an Angel in the arms of November Luminous circles were constantly growing Painting the sky with new constellations Kisses of Darkness make You feel howling As this night’s the time for new coronation ’’Have You ever realized what makes Your childhood memories so unforgettable? That small, mysterious room on the top Of your house always filled up with The smell of death…’’ No tears for the losers, not even a thought Just burn out their eyes and let them to rot Future is waiting, King is beheaded!!! Do not make Your life even more complicated Fear the great fear of all ancient warriors Cruel unknown, spirit of lost Enemy is wishing to steal all Your dreams Give him a key to the world of Your sins ’’Make him watch what you have been Witnessed as a poor, helpless child… Take him there, to that small, mysterious Room always filled up with the smell of death’’ Bitterness… is that what you feel? Those near and dear had gone ages ago Without farewell All portraits of happiness have been lost In the mist of its virginity Nothing remained… All is dead now… All but you! Secret guardian of the true liberation Scream of an Angel who was raped by the God Sounds in Your heart with every sensation See all those idiots drowning in mud, Drowning in mud of their expectations He has taken a knife and opened his veins Painting the sky with blood stains May my predictions never be fulfilled Another one blackout, another one killed ’’Unforgettable childhood is slowly going away That small, mysterious room on the top of the House lightened up by candlelight is losing its Sharpness’’ No… It is getting better now! I can see Everything so clearly, yeah, I recognize… ’’That was him who has taken all his family’s Lives, lives of his friends helping him to get out Of that shit he once got stuck into…’’ Physical blindness or divine prophecy? He is coming inside, pushing the door gently, I can see him ironically smiling But, wait a second… Why am I seeing him face to face? I came To that room but in a different dimension!? ’’Sometimes all the dimensions cross The same point of infinity…’’ I couldn’t have seen that small, mysterious room Anymore but I Knew it was filled up with The smell of death again… Why am I seeing him face to face? I came To that room but in a different dimension!? ’’Sometimes all the dimensions cross The same point of infinity…’’ I couldn’t have seen that small, mysterious room Anymore but I Knew it was filled up with The smell of death again… |
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9. | SataniChaoSymphony | 04:18 | Show lyrics |
The dismal hosts of Angels will blow into the horns of war Those, whom Creator oneself has been secretly stealing from their immensity of thoughts Those, whom he had loved more then himself, To soil at last his admiration with shameless seed of jealousy... The dismal hosts of Angels will blow into the horns of war Those, whom God has been stabbing sword in the back, sword in the back of his sons, more perfect then his primal vision of the universe Those, who he had thrust away from the kingdom heavens to the abyss of nonentity taking no notice of tears and their terrified eyes The dismal hosts of Angels will blow into the horns of war Those, whose dreams had been forgotten before they had time to tell it Those, whose wings were burnt never to let them reach the godless idea of freedom Now they rise, one by one holding the stones of vendetta in their bleeding hands And they swear death for all, they swear conflagration... seas full of children’s blood and spaces filled up with scream The dismal hosts of Angels will blow into the horns of war Like a black storm thunderous with fury will roll as a plague through that fucking world And the blades of their wrath will quench the thirst in the stinking body of the human mankind |
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44:00 |
Plurima Mortis Imago
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Quazarre | Vocals, Guitars |
Adrian Nefarious | Bass |
Dragor | Drums |
Starash | Guitars |
Turqouissa | Keyboards |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Quazarre | Songwriting (tracks 2-5, 7-9), Lyrics |
Turqouissa | Songwriting (tracks 1, 4, 6) |
Starash | Songwriting (tracks 4, 7) |
Sławek Wiesławski | Mastering |
Wojtek Wiesławski | Mastering |
Moloch | Cover art |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Lunarium | 00:57 | instrumental |
(loading lyrics...) | |||
2. | Rebellion of Will Manifesto | 06:02 | Show lyrics |
We - thinking beings We - surrealistic visions We - supernatural ideas We have been materialized To possess the forces of God God who created the world Full of lament of his daughters and sons We have come up with blood on our hands Blood used as ink for writing The New Bible You have heard about Armageddon Decadentism flowing from horns of dead heralds Being afraid someone could discover it one day… Come on, do not pretend… You are one of us, even if you would like To become someone else Damned and forgotten, hateful and ruined Intended for serving the will of yourself There is no king but you There is no God but you Damned and forgotten, hateful and ruined Intended for serving the will of yourself Legions were marching through the lands Bathed in blood Everything has passed… people and cities Cultures and nations Finally - there was only You and a few more left… The thinking beings Surrealistic visions Supernatural ideas Who have been materialized To possess the forces of God Damned and forgotten, hateful and ruined But intended for serving the will of Yourselves You have looked in the mirror and seen revelation Heaven suddenly turned red… |
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3. | Visions of Kingdom to Come... | 04:25 | Show lyrics |
Over the mountains there is a thought, Vision of kingdom to come Dream of Angels raped by The One Who Knows... Hear them crying And see their tears falling down with rain The old world is dying And You have to face their eternal pain He who paints the sky in red He who rules the world of dead Has risen again, blood has to be shed Take that cold piece of cold steel and proudly rise Your head! To war!!! In the name of liberation! To war!!! That is Your final declaration! To war!!! Create some new, much better nation! To war!!! As this is Your own coronation! Give the angels back their dreams Give them freedom and will to sin Spread out their wings, help them to fly They will be laughing at You, watching… …how You die!!! They are taking You high over the mountains Between the worlds of thoughts You have been always dreaming to discover Soon they will whisper divine visions of Kingdom to come Straight to Your fucking dead ears!!! |
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4. | Dracula’s Mechanized Universe | 05:20 | Show lyrics |
We all live in entirely mechanized universe... Being a cog-wheel we just remain a premature dead dream of existence Deprived of all passions Deprived of all visions We are becoming creatures unable to think, unable to feel and experience Intoxicated with devilish wrath we are having a dream of drinking a blood Blood flowing down from the swords of religions, of mankind addicted to all superstitions And You... face the world of imagination And You... face the world of mass devastation And You... do not be afraid of transformation And You... throw off the mask of plastic intentions Passing by streets drowned in a twilight seeing the whores of laughter and sadness Walking around and drinking the moonlight looking for victims to fulfill your madness Their cry is a sweet melody, pure, shameless form of Your satisfaction For ages of lies, false smiles and enslavement close up Your thoughts in eternal lament Liberation... Demoralization... Transformation... (6, 6, 6) Mistification... Unfortunately, the chalice is empty... Would You please be so kind and gently prepare Your throats? |
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5. | Funeral of God | 07:50 | Show lyrics |
That was an unusual, golden autumn... The breath of a wind was gliding Cemetery’s avenues with the ocean Of constantly falling leaves The trees were dying plaintively Crooning their last threnody; They have been whispering the names We all wouldn’t like to remember… And then he came without saying a word Slowly sat down and lighted ever-burning fire ’’For whom?’’ - I have asked ’’For myself…’’ - he has answered And streams of strange voices suddenly came down He pulled out a rope and tied round his neck Stood up on a chair and silently nod his head to me I came a bit closer and looked at his face, asking him: ’’Why?’’ ’’Because this world doesn’t need me anymore The human mankind became self-dependent As notion of good and evil Has got new, conscious meanings Paradise has not been lost As it has never truly existed As well as original sin, heaven and hell Or other fictitious worlds… That all has been made-up to rule, rape and kill, To chain human’s power, passion and will’’ ’’Pray for quick death, You son of a bitch! Now You feel taste of vendetta!!!’’ I spat on his face and hardly kicked the chair…? |
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6. | Α & Ω Spaces | 01:32 | instrumental |
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7. | Crowned to Be Crucified | 03:31 | Show lyrics |
The Sapiential books will run with blood of prophets And only their thoughts will remain Like a smell of murdered lovers All the rest will fall into oblivion As a merciless time for all fucking temples Which has passed with fall of Babylon Every king in history was a reflection Of his own clown And man behind the mask covering wisdom of ages Philosopher pretending a fool Fool pretending a philosopher Why didn’t we let them rule? Watching their eyes bleeding You have been trapped In Your thoughts’ emptiness Rise up imagination’s curtain Let them breathe their sweet loneliness You are the purest one You are the chosen one And You are the only one to be crowned! So, show us Your mind, uncover the mystery The New Order secrets You have furtively done… May the wisdom be spoken We need a messiah! We want You to see Your own crucifixion!!! |
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8. | Smell of Death | 10:05 | Show lyrics |
May my prediction never be fulfilled... His body was taken with breath of a wind There was no witness, no soul to remember Fall of an Angel in the arms of November Luminous circles were constantly growing Painting the sky with new constellations Kisses of Darkness make You feel howling As this night’s the time for new coronation ’’Have You ever realized what makes Your childhood memories so unforgettable? That small, mysterious room on the top Of your house always filled up with The smell of death…’’ No tears for the losers, not even a thought Just burn out their eyes and let them to rot Future is waiting, King is beheaded!!! Do not make Your life even more complicated Fear the great fear of all ancient warriors Cruel unknown, spirit of lost Enemy is wishing to steal all Your dreams Give him a key to the world of Your sins ’’Make him watch what you have been Witnessed as a poor, helpless child… Take him there, to that small, mysterious Room always filled up with the smell of death’’ Bitterness… is that what you feel? Those near and dear had gone ages ago Without farewell All portraits of happiness have been lost In the mist of its virginity Nothing remained… All is dead now… All but you! Secret guardian of the true liberation Scream of an Angel who was raped by the God Sounds in Your heart with every sensation See all those idiots drowning in mud, Drowning in mud of their expectations He has taken a knife and opened his veins Painting the sky with blood stains May my predictions never be fulfilled Another one blackout, another one killed ’’Unforgettable childhood is slowly going away That small, mysterious room on the top of the House lightened up by candlelight is losing its Sharpness’’ No… It is getting better now! I can see Everything so clearly, yeah, I recognize… ’’That was him who has taken all his family’s Lives, lives of his friends helping him to get out Of that shit he once got stuck into…’’ Physical blindness or divine prophecy? He is coming inside, pushing the door gently, I can see him ironically smiling But, wait a second… Why am I seeing him face to face? I came To that room but in a different dimension!? ’’Sometimes all the dimensions cross The same point of infinity…’’ I couldn’t have seen that small, mysterious room Anymore but I Knew it was filled up with The smell of death again… Why am I seeing him face to face? I came To that room but in a different dimension!? ’’Sometimes all the dimensions cross The same point of infinity…’’ I couldn’t have seen that small, mysterious room Anymore but I Knew it was filled up with The smell of death again… |
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9. | SataniChaoSymphony | 04:18 | Show lyrics |
The dismal hosts of Angels will blow into the horns of war Those, whom Creator oneself has been secretly stealing from their immensity of thoughts Those, whom he had loved more then himself, To soil at last his admiration with shameless seed of jealousy... The dismal hosts of Angels will blow into the horns of war Those, whom God has been stabbing sword in the back, sword in the back of his sons, more perfect then his primal vision of the universe Those, who he had thrust away from the kingdom heavens to the abyss of nonentity taking no notice of tears and their terrified eyes The dismal hosts of Angels will blow into the horns of war Those, whose dreams had been forgotten before they had time to tell it Those, whose wings were burnt never to let them reach the godless idea of freedom Now they rise, one by one holding the stones of vendetta in their bleeding hands And they swear death for all, they swear conflagration... seas full of children’s blood and spaces filled up with scream The dismal hosts of Angels will blow into the horns of war Like a black storm thunderous with fury will roll as a plague through that fucking world And the blades of their wrath will quench the thirst in the stinking body of the human mankind |
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44:00 |
Diabolicanos - Act III: Armageddon
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Band members | |
Armers | Guitars |
Icanraz | Drums |
Quazarre | Vocals, Guitars |
Starash | Bass |
Turqouissa | Keyboards |
Guest/Session | |
Cezar | Vocals (tracks 6, 9) |
Szymon Czech (R.I.P. 2012) | Guitars (lead) (track 5) |
Marcin Kiełbaszewski | Vocals (additional) (track 7) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Starash | Photography (additional) |
Ophidian | Photography (additional) |
Moloch | Cover art |
Szymon Czech (R.I.P. 2012) | Mixing, Engineering |
Andy Classen | Mastering |
Quazarre | Producer, Mixing, Lyrics, Photography (additional) |
Turqouissa | Mixing, Photography (additional) |
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1. | T.H.O.R.N.S. | 03:59 | Show lyrics |
We are thorns which killed the fucking god... We are stars made of broken mirrors Like fragments of dreams scattered across the sky Mirrors with transparent bottom We are the eyes reflecting the essence of unholy "I" I am the tongue of apocalyptic dusk I am the poison and the relief Arise! Sceptre of War! Fill your soul with power of forbidden rapture Those who have tasted the fruits of sin Shall remain the shadows of an oath For I am them For I am them and they are me For I am them Those who have witnessed God’s transformation Listen to their voices Echoes... Shadows... Whispering the will of liberation Laments of fucking mob around the cross We are the stars made of broken mirrors We are your pain Arise! Sceptre of War! Fill your soul with power of forbidden rapture Those who have tasted the fruits of sin Shall remain the shadows of an oath For I am them For I am them and they are me For I am them We bring the agony as we are the thorns and nails which killed the god! I am the first one and the last one I am Alpha and Omega - The Beginning and The End Fire, water, air and the earth - The Perfect Element "Ego Alpha et Omega Primus et noissimus Principium et finis" We are thorns which killed the fucking god... |
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2. | Rex Inferni | 07:12 | Show lyrics |
"Infernus subter conturbatus est in occursum adventus tui suscitavit tibi gigantas omnes principes terrae surrexerunt de solilis suis omnes principes nationum" Spit on a grave of the whore And lick the heaven’s wounds Immortal passion’s flowing in your marble veins Let them breathe the silence and its putrid smell... Open the coffin And allow the light to get inside Rainbow of sadness Painting the black walls of your mind Metamorphosis of Kings turned into worms Rising from seas of oblivion They’ve drowned once now they’re coming back Your lack of faith shall never be forget Anthems of angels written with the human’s blood Gratification for all sins Thousands of bodies, pile of worthless dust Lands flooded in mournful tears Spit on a grave of the whore And lick the heaven’s wounds Immortal passion’s flowing in your marble veins Let them breathe the silence and its fucking putrid smell... "Qui dicebas in corde tuo in caelum conscendam super astra Dei exaltabo solium meum sedebo in monte testamenti in lateribus aquilonis" Metamorphosis of Kings turned into worms Rising from seas of oblivion They’ve drowned once now they’re coming back Your lack of faith shall never be forget "Ascendam super altitudinem ero similis Altissimo" |
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3. | The Word Was Made Flesh Turned into Chaos Again | 05:16 | Show lyrics |
Whispers of pendulum filling the cage of your mind Painting its walls with pure hatred Freezing the flames of chaos once turned into word Cosmic feeling once turned into dust Together we stand and challenge the crowds of god Annihilation of lies hidden beyond the core Thoughts of free will spinning around And waiting for souls where life doesn’t mean anything - Dream of a Kingdom where Chaos and Word used to be Unity Congregation of those who revengefully look into eyes of deceiver And burn out his world of forbidden truth Whispers of pendulum filling the cage of your mind Painting its walls with pure hatred Freezing the flames of word once turned into chaos Lead: Quazarre Lead: Armers And you - nail him down to the cross Feel sweet taste of power and omnipotence And they nail you down to the cross Feel sweet taste of retribution and greed for the power of someone who claims to be God "Et cum consummati fuerint mille anni solvetur Satanas de carcere suo et exibit et seducet gentes quae sunt super quattuor angulos terrae Gog et Magog et congregabit eos in proelium quorum numerus est sicut harena maris" |
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4. | I Am the Son of God | 04:20 | Show lyrics |
I am the one who hanged on the fucking cross Putrefaction’s opening its gates for me Meant to be dead I still breathe and cry Everlasting pain has become a part of human’s lullaby I want to die and save all of the sinners whom I love the most For this was the will of my father Generations drowned in self-delusion Will I get your sacrifice? I am the dream of over-trustful humanity I am the son of God Legions marching through the lands Ages of empty words and nothingness taught by the sword Merciless source of truth and love Bow to me as I am the son of God! I am the one who hanged on the fucking cross Putrefaction’s opening its gates for me Meant to be dead I still breathe and cry Everlasting pain has become a part of human’s lullaby I want to die and save all of the sinners whom I love the most For this was the will of my father Generations drowned in self-delusion Will I get your sacrifice? I am the dream of over-trustful humanity I am the son of God Legions marching through the lands Ages of empty words and nothingness taught by the sword Merciless source of truth and love Bow to me as I am the son of man who you believe was God! "Et inferus et mors missi sunt in stagnum ignis haec mors secunda est stagnum ignis Et qui non est inventus in libro vitae scriptus missus est in stagnum ignis" Bow to me as I am the son of God! Bow to me as I am the son of God! Bow to me as I am the son of God! Bow to me as I am the son of God! |
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5. | Tales of Babylon’s Whore | 06:39 | Show lyrics |
"Et in fronte eius nomen scriptum mysterium Babylon magna mater fornicatum et abominationum terrae" With tears in eyes they dream Her lips bather in blood of tyranny Fear - the only thing they Fear - know and respect and that Fear - had always been their Fear - supreme sanctity "Et vidi mulierem ebriam de sanguine sanctorum et de sanguine martyrum Iesu et miratus sum cum vidissem illam admiratione magna" With tears in eyes they dream Her lips bather in blood of tyranny Lead: Szymon Czech Hell and heaven - that’s where the dreams of man were born Thoughts intoxicated with false grief and pious jealousy Immortal forces that feed on their own vanity Why do we pray to GODS that don’t EXIST?? Hail the King that is inside of You, hail that King Hail the Queen that is inside of You She who looks at you from the mirror every single day Hell and heaven - that’s where the dreams of man were born Thoughts intoxicated with false grief and pious jealousy Lead: Armers Immortal forces that feed on their own vanity Why do we pray to GODS that don’t EXIST?? "Quantum glorificavit se et in delicis fuit tantum date illi tormentum et luctum quia in corde suo dicit sedeo regina et vidua non sum et luctum non videbo" With tears in eyes they dream That from now on God is Satan |
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6. | Diabolicanos | 05:23 | Show lyrics |
Naked and cursed They draw new maps of world Created by those who stood for human race’s annihilation "Et vidi de mare bestiam ascendentem habentem capita septem et cornua decem et super cornua eius decem diademata et super capita eius nomina blasphemiae" They bring the light Of liberation from illiteracy They burn the weak and sow the seeds of will’s followers For they are Prometheus’ sons who didn’t fear the wrath of Gods Never kneeled down in front of any pseudo prophets and their egoistic dreams For the are Prometheus’ sons who didn’t fear the wrath of Gods Never kneeled down in front of any pseudo prophets and their egoistic dreams "Et unum de capitibus suis quasi occisum in mortem et plaga mortis eius curata est et admirata est unversa terra post bestiam" Naked and cursed They draw new maps of world Created by those who stood for human race’s annihilation Scattered across the sky they dream Pretending they’re the stars Distressing whispers at lonely, dreadful night Hear their calling and step towards the light Bathed in blood of believers They pick The Darkness’ flowers hidden in the eye of night Tales of the great deceiver Turned into hand of ash and dust For they are Prometheus’ sons who didn’t fear the wrath of Gods Never kneeled down in front of any pseudo prophets and their egoistic dreams For the are Prometheus’ sons who didn’t fear the wrath of Gods Never kneeled down in front of any pseudo prophets and their egoistic dreams "Et adoraverunt draconem quia dedit potestatem bestiae et adoraverunt bestiae dicentes quis similis bestiae et quiz poterit pugnare cum ea" Naked and cursed They draw new maps of world Created by those who stood for human race’s annihilation |
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7. | Natas ro Dog On Si Ereht (Of Plagues and Blasphemy) | 05:53 | Show lyrics |
"Vestitus erat vestem asperam sanguine et vocatur nomen eius Verbum Dei" Verbum Diaboli - may the wisdom be your guide to the Eternity Verbum Diaboli - you shall never left the winds to tear your soul apart even when there is no hope Verbum Diaboli - ancient dream of fulfillment Verbum Diaboli - hidden path, key to internal worlds, transformin human into God "Et aperuit os suum in blasphemias ad Deum blasphemare nomen eius et tabernaculum eius et eos qui in caelo habitant" Unspoken words of darkness Unspoken words of light Visions of Forbidden Kingdom Tales of serpent;s tongue, cut off and buried in oblivion With swords in hands of humiliation And lament of enemis of freedom Still echoes in hearts of those who dared to sent their plagues "Et aestuaverunt homines aestu magno et blasphemaverunt nomen Dei habentis postetatem super has plagas neque egerunt paenitentiam ut darent illi gloriam" Verbum Diaboli - may the wisdom be your guide to the Eternity Verbum Diaboli - you shall never left the winds to tear your soul apart even when there is no hope Verbum Diaboli - ancient dream of fulfillment Verbum Diaboli - hidden path, key to internal worlds, transformin human into God Unspoken words of darkness Unspoken words of light Lucifer’s love for human mankind Eternal covenant "Et aperuit os suum in blasphemias ad Deum blasphemare nomen eius et tabernaculum eius et eos qui in caelo habitant" With swords in hands of humiliation And lament of enemis of freedom Still echoes in hearts of those who dared to sent their fucking plagues "Et blaspemaverunt Deum caeli prae doloribus et vulneribus suis et non agerunt paenitentiam ex operibus suis" Verbum Diaboli There is no God or Satan nataS ro doG on si erehT Be one of Dogs who dare to bite the chains of mystification |
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8. | Har-Magedon | 04:05 | Show lyrics |
"Et vidi de ore draconis et de ore bestiae et de ore pseudoprophetae spiritus tre immundos in modum renarum" Arise!! Forgotten wounds have now ben opened Gratification for all humiliated lives of those who dared to think immortal power of vendetta crushing skulls of enemy Look to the sky and see them dead - the picture of god’s misery Toward mind’s labyrinth I see infected neurons bringing human’s thoughts to me Son of the Morning Star I am Erotic dream of Eden, he who once has been betrayed "Sunt enim spiritus daemoniorum facientes signa est procedunt ad reges totius terrae congregare illos in proelium ad diem magnum Dei omnipotentis" Arise!! Forgotten wounds have now ben opened Gratification for all humiliated lives of those who dared to think immortal power of vendetta crushing skulls of enemy Look to the sky and hear their lament - your god has been dethroned!!! "Et congregavit illos in locum qui vocatur Hermagedon" Arise!! Forgotten wounds have now ben opened Gratification for all humiliated lives of those who dared to think immortal power of vendetta crushing skulls of enemy.... |
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9. | Mass for the Dead | 08:04 | Show lyrics |
Unknown, Unseen, Unnamed, Unimaginable You draw circles with the closed ritual And a tear hidden in your blood Allows to grasp the order of your world Dead skies’ symbols behind you Shining half - consciously among the words of prayer They are like cold lips of fallen winged souls Still looking for freedom lover - Freedom flying towards the skies This is the secret mass of silence Calling non-existence from everywhere From bleeding heaven and beautiful depths Where flowers of death revive once more Time spills kisses your hands Kisses existing just in unity and harmony You descend unto the depths of your thoughts at nights Sensing the breath of death and look of her shroud Ashes of sin you crushin your hand So as to walk through the symbolic mirrors Know that now you are just a part of the great power Death allows to enlighten night Allows to worship and die again Anxiety and sadness shall rejoin in you Re-discovering the horizon In this march you are a well-known target In this march you are freedom Through ascension of death - live Through nudity of fog - live Through winds of freedom - live Through bloody shroud of beauty - live In loneliness a spark of your life Shall conquer fickleness of time Passage to immortal non-existance This is the secret mass of silence Calling non-existence from everywhere |
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50:51 |
Diabolicanos - Act III: Armageddon
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Icanraz | Drums |
Armers | Guitars |
Quazarre | Vocals, Guitars |
Starash | Bass |
Turqouissa | Keyboards |
Guest/Session | |
Marcin Kiełbaszewski | Vocals (additional) (track 7) |
Cezar | Vocals (tracks 6, 9) |
Szymon Czech (R.I.P. 2012) | Guitars (lead) (track 5) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Moloch | Cover art |
Quazarre | Producer, Mixing, Lyrics, Photography (additional) |
Turqouissa | Mixing, Photography (additional) |
Szymon Czech (R.I.P. 2012) | Mixing, Engineering |
Andy Classen | Mastering |
Starash | Photography (additional) |
Ophidian | Photography (additional) |
Tracks | |||
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1. | T.H.O.R.N.S. | 03:59 | Show lyrics |
We are thorns which killed the fucking god... We are stars made of broken mirrors Like fragments of dreams scattered across the sky Mirrors with transparent bottom We are the eyes reflecting the essence of unholy "I" I am the tongue of apocalyptic dusk I am the poison and the relief Arise! Sceptre of War! Fill your soul with power of forbidden rapture Those who have tasted the fruits of sin Shall remain the shadows of an oath For I am them For I am them and they are me For I am them Those who have witnessed God’s transformation Listen to their voices Echoes... Shadows... Whispering the will of liberation Laments of fucking mob around the cross We are the stars made of broken mirrors We are your pain Arise! Sceptre of War! Fill your soul with power of forbidden rapture Those who have tasted the fruits of sin Shall remain the shadows of an oath For I am them For I am them and they are me For I am them We bring the agony as we are the thorns and nails which killed the god! I am the first one and the last one I am Alpha and Omega - The Beginning and The End Fire, water, air and the earth - The Perfect Element "Ego Alpha et Omega Primus et noissimus Principium et finis" We are thorns which killed the fucking god... |
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2. | Rex Inferni | 07:12 | Show lyrics |
"Infernus subter conturbatus est in occursum adventus tui suscitavit tibi gigantas omnes principes terrae surrexerunt de solilis suis omnes principes nationum" Spit on a grave of the whore And lick the heaven’s wounds Immortal passion’s flowing in your marble veins Let them breathe the silence and its putrid smell... Open the coffin And allow the light to get inside Rainbow of sadness Painting the black walls of your mind Metamorphosis of Kings turned into worms Rising from seas of oblivion They’ve drowned once now they’re coming back Your lack of faith shall never be forget Anthems of angels written with the human’s blood Gratification for all sins Thousands of bodies, pile of worthless dust Lands flooded in mournful tears Spit on a grave of the whore And lick the heaven’s wounds Immortal passion’s flowing in your marble veins Let them breathe the silence and its fucking putrid smell... "Qui dicebas in corde tuo in caelum conscendam super astra Dei exaltabo solium meum sedebo in monte testamenti in lateribus aquilonis" Metamorphosis of Kings turned into worms Rising from seas of oblivion They’ve drowned once now they’re coming back Your lack of faith shall never be forget "Ascendam super altitudinem ero similis Altissimo" |
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3. | The Word Was Made Flesh Turned into Chaos Again | 05:16 | Show lyrics |
Whispers of pendulum filling the cage of your mind Painting its walls with pure hatred Freezing the flames of chaos once turned into word Cosmic feeling once turned into dust Together we stand and challenge the crowds of god Annihilation of lies hidden beyond the core Thoughts of free will spinning around And waiting for souls where life doesn’t mean anything - Dream of a Kingdom where Chaos and Word used to be Unity Congregation of those who revengefully look into eyes of deceiver And burn out his world of forbidden truth Whispers of pendulum filling the cage of your mind Painting its walls with pure hatred Freezing the flames of word once turned into chaos Lead: Quazarre Lead: Armers And you - nail him down to the cross Feel sweet taste of power and omnipotence And they nail you down to the cross Feel sweet taste of retribution and greed for the power of someone who claims to be God "Et cum consummati fuerint mille anni solvetur Satanas de carcere suo et exibit et seducet gentes quae sunt super quattuor angulos terrae Gog et Magog et congregabit eos in proelium quorum numerus est sicut harena maris" |
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4. | I Am the Son of God | 04:20 | Show lyrics |
I am the one who hanged on the fucking cross Putrefaction’s opening its gates for me Meant to be dead I still breathe and cry Everlasting pain has become a part of human’s lullaby I want to die and save all of the sinners whom I love the most For this was the will of my father Generations drowned in self-delusion Will I get your sacrifice? I am the dream of over-trustful humanity I am the son of God Legions marching through the lands Ages of empty words and nothingness taught by the sword Merciless source of truth and love Bow to me as I am the son of God! I am the one who hanged on the fucking cross Putrefaction’s opening its gates for me Meant to be dead I still breathe and cry Everlasting pain has become a part of human’s lullaby I want to die and save all of the sinners whom I love the most For this was the will of my father Generations drowned in self-delusion Will I get your sacrifice? I am the dream of over-trustful humanity I am the son of God Legions marching through the lands Ages of empty words and nothingness taught by the sword Merciless source of truth and love Bow to me as I am the son of man who you believe was God! "Et inferus et mors missi sunt in stagnum ignis haec mors secunda est stagnum ignis Et qui non est inventus in libro vitae scriptus missus est in stagnum ignis" Bow to me as I am the son of God! Bow to me as I am the son of God! Bow to me as I am the son of God! Bow to me as I am the son of God! |
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5. | Tales of Babylon’s Whore | 06:39 | Show lyrics |
"Et in fronte eius nomen scriptum mysterium Babylon magna mater fornicatum et abominationum terrae" With tears in eyes they dream Her lips bather in blood of tyranny Fear - the only thing they Fear - know and respect and that Fear - had always been their Fear - supreme sanctity "Et vidi mulierem ebriam de sanguine sanctorum et de sanguine martyrum Iesu et miratus sum cum vidissem illam admiratione magna" With tears in eyes they dream Her lips bather in blood of tyranny Lead: Szymon Czech Hell and heaven - that’s where the dreams of man were born Thoughts intoxicated with false grief and pious jealousy Immortal forces that feed on their own vanity Why do we pray to GODS that don’t EXIST?? Hail the King that is inside of You, hail that King Hail the Queen that is inside of You She who looks at you from the mirror every single day Hell and heaven - that’s where the dreams of man were born Thoughts intoxicated with false grief and pious jealousy Lead: Armers Immortal forces that feed on their own vanity Why do we pray to GODS that don’t EXIST?? "Quantum glorificavit se et in delicis fuit tantum date illi tormentum et luctum quia in corde suo dicit sedeo regina et vidua non sum et luctum non videbo" With tears in eyes they dream That from now on God is Satan |
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6. | Diabolicanos | 05:23 | Show lyrics |
Naked and cursed They draw new maps of world Created by those who stood for human race’s annihilation "Et vidi de mare bestiam ascendentem habentem capita septem et cornua decem et super cornua eius decem diademata et super capita eius nomina blasphemiae" They bring the light Of liberation from illiteracy They burn the weak and sow the seeds of will’s followers For they are Prometheus’ sons who didn’t fear the wrath of Gods Never kneeled down in front of any pseudo prophets and their egoistic dreams For the are Prometheus’ sons who didn’t fear the wrath of Gods Never kneeled down in front of any pseudo prophets and their egoistic dreams "Et unum de capitibus suis quasi occisum in mortem et plaga mortis eius curata est et admirata est unversa terra post bestiam" Naked and cursed They draw new maps of world Created by those who stood for human race’s annihilation Scattered across the sky they dream Pretending they’re the stars Distressing whispers at lonely, dreadful night Hear their calling and step towards the light Bathed in blood of believers They pick The Darkness’ flowers hidden in the eye of night Tales of the great deceiver Turned into hand of ash and dust For they are Prometheus’ sons who didn’t fear the wrath of Gods Never kneeled down in front of any pseudo prophets and their egoistic dreams For the are Prometheus’ sons who didn’t fear the wrath of Gods Never kneeled down in front of any pseudo prophets and their egoistic dreams "Et adoraverunt draconem quia dedit potestatem bestiae et adoraverunt bestiae dicentes quis similis bestiae et quiz poterit pugnare cum ea" Naked and cursed They draw new maps of world Created by those who stood for human race’s annihilation |
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7. | Natas ro Dog On Si Ereht (Of Plagues and Blasphemy) | 05:53 | Show lyrics |
"Vestitus erat vestem asperam sanguine et vocatur nomen eius Verbum Dei" Verbum Diaboli - may the wisdom be your guide to the Eternity Verbum Diaboli - you shall never left the winds to tear your soul apart even when there is no hope Verbum Diaboli - ancient dream of fulfillment Verbum Diaboli - hidden path, key to internal worlds, transformin human into God "Et aperuit os suum in blasphemias ad Deum blasphemare nomen eius et tabernaculum eius et eos qui in caelo habitant" Unspoken words of darkness Unspoken words of light Visions of Forbidden Kingdom Tales of serpent;s tongue, cut off and buried in oblivion With swords in hands of humiliation And lament of enemis of freedom Still echoes in hearts of those who dared to sent their plagues "Et aestuaverunt homines aestu magno et blasphemaverunt nomen Dei habentis postetatem super has plagas neque egerunt paenitentiam ut darent illi gloriam" Verbum Diaboli - may the wisdom be your guide to the Eternity Verbum Diaboli - you shall never left the winds to tear your soul apart even when there is no hope Verbum Diaboli - ancient dream of fulfillment Verbum Diaboli - hidden path, key to internal worlds, transformin human into God Unspoken words of darkness Unspoken words of light Lucifer’s love for human mankind Eternal covenant "Et aperuit os suum in blasphemias ad Deum blasphemare nomen eius et tabernaculum eius et eos qui in caelo habitant" With swords in hands of humiliation And lament of enemis of freedom Still echoes in hearts of those who dared to sent their fucking plagues "Et blaspemaverunt Deum caeli prae doloribus et vulneribus suis et non agerunt paenitentiam ex operibus suis" Verbum Diaboli There is no God or Satan nataS ro doG on si erehT Be one of Dogs who dare to bite the chains of mystification |
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8. | Har-Magedon | 04:05 | Show lyrics |
"Et vidi de ore draconis et de ore bestiae et de ore pseudoprophetae spiritus tre immundos in modum renarum" Arise!! Forgotten wounds have now ben opened Gratification for all humiliated lives of those who dared to think immortal power of vendetta crushing skulls of enemy Look to the sky and see them dead - the picture of god’s misery Toward mind’s labyrinth I see infected neurons bringing human’s thoughts to me Son of the Morning Star I am Erotic dream of Eden, he who once has been betrayed "Sunt enim spiritus daemoniorum facientes signa est procedunt ad reges totius terrae congregare illos in proelium ad diem magnum Dei omnipotentis" Arise!! Forgotten wounds have now ben opened Gratification for all humiliated lives of those who dared to think immortal power of vendetta crushing skulls of enemy Look to the sky and hear their lament - your god has been dethroned!!! "Et congregavit illos in locum qui vocatur Hermagedon" Arise!! Forgotten wounds have now ben opened Gratification for all humiliated lives of those who dared to think immortal power of vendetta crushing skulls of enemy.... |
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9. | Mass for the Dead | 08:04 | Show lyrics |
Unknown, Unseen, Unnamed, Unimaginable You draw circles with the closed ritual And a tear hidden in your blood Allows to grasp the order of your world Dead skies’ symbols behind you Shining half - consciously among the words of prayer They are like cold lips of fallen winged souls Still looking for freedom lover - Freedom flying towards the skies This is the secret mass of silence Calling non-existence from everywhere From bleeding heaven and beautiful depths Where flowers of death revive once more Time spills kisses your hands Kisses existing just in unity and harmony You descend unto the depths of your thoughts at nights Sensing the breath of death and look of her shroud Ashes of sin you crushin your hand So as to walk through the symbolic mirrors Know that now you are just a part of the great power Death allows to enlighten night Allows to worship and die again Anxiety and sadness shall rejoin in you Re-discovering the horizon In this march you are a well-known target In this march you are freedom Through ascension of death - live Through nudity of fog - live Through winds of freedom - live Through bloody shroud of beauty - live In loneliness a spark of your life Shall conquer fickleness of time Passage to immortal non-existance This is the secret mass of silence Calling non-existence from everywhere |
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50:51 |
Diabolicanos - Act III: Armageddon
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Icanraz | Drums |
Armers | Guitars |
Quazarre | Vocals, Guitars |
Starash | Bass |
Turqouissa | Keyboards |
Guest/Session | |
Marcin Kiełbaszewski | Vocals (additional) (track 7) |
Cezar | Vocals (tracks 6, 9) |
Szymon Czech (R.I.P. 2012) | Guitars (lead) (track 5) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Moloch | Cover art |
Quazarre | Producer, Mixing, Lyrics, Photography (additional) |
Szymon Czech (R.I.P. 2012) | Mixing, Engineering |
Turqouissa | Mixing, Photography (additional) |
Andy Classen | Mastering |
Starash | Photography (additional) |
Ophidian | Photography (additional) |
Tracks | |||
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1. | T.H.O.R.N.S. | 03:59 | Show lyrics |
We are thorns which killed the fucking god... We are stars made of broken mirrors Like fragments of dreams scattered across the sky Mirrors with transparent bottom We are the eyes reflecting the essence of unholy "I" I am the tongue of apocalyptic dusk I am the poison and the relief Arise! Sceptre of War! Fill your soul with power of forbidden rapture Those who have tasted the fruits of sin Shall remain the shadows of an oath For I am them For I am them and they are me For I am them Those who have witnessed God’s transformation Listen to their voices Echoes... Shadows... Whispering the will of liberation Laments of fucking mob around the cross We are the stars made of broken mirrors We are your pain Arise! Sceptre of War! Fill your soul with power of forbidden rapture Those who have tasted the fruits of sin Shall remain the shadows of an oath For I am them For I am them and they are me For I am them We bring the agony as we are the thorns and nails which killed the god! I am the first one and the last one I am Alpha and Omega - The Beginning and The End Fire, water, air and the earth - The Perfect Element "Ego Alpha et Omega Primus et noissimus Principium et finis" We are thorns which killed the fucking god... |
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2. | Rex Inferni | 07:12 | Show lyrics |
"Infernus subter conturbatus est in occursum adventus tui suscitavit tibi gigantas omnes principes terrae surrexerunt de solilis suis omnes principes nationum" Spit on a grave of the whore And lick the heaven’s wounds Immortal passion’s flowing in your marble veins Let them breathe the silence and its putrid smell... Open the coffin And allow the light to get inside Rainbow of sadness Painting the black walls of your mind Metamorphosis of Kings turned into worms Rising from seas of oblivion They’ve drowned once now they’re coming back Your lack of faith shall never be forget Anthems of angels written with the human’s blood Gratification for all sins Thousands of bodies, pile of worthless dust Lands flooded in mournful tears Spit on a grave of the whore And lick the heaven’s wounds Immortal passion’s flowing in your marble veins Let them breathe the silence and its fucking putrid smell... "Qui dicebas in corde tuo in caelum conscendam super astra Dei exaltabo solium meum sedebo in monte testamenti in lateribus aquilonis" Metamorphosis of Kings turned into worms Rising from seas of oblivion They’ve drowned once now they’re coming back Your lack of faith shall never be forget "Ascendam super altitudinem ero similis Altissimo" |
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3. | The Word Was Made Flesh Turned into Chaos Again | 05:16 | Show lyrics |
Whispers of pendulum filling the cage of your mind Painting its walls with pure hatred Freezing the flames of chaos once turned into word Cosmic feeling once turned into dust Together we stand and challenge the crowds of god Annihilation of lies hidden beyond the core Thoughts of free will spinning around And waiting for souls where life doesn’t mean anything - Dream of a Kingdom where Chaos and Word used to be Unity Congregation of those who revengefully look into eyes of deceiver And burn out his world of forbidden truth Whispers of pendulum filling the cage of your mind Painting its walls with pure hatred Freezing the flames of word once turned into chaos Lead: Quazarre Lead: Armers And you - nail him down to the cross Feel sweet taste of power and omnipotence And they nail you down to the cross Feel sweet taste of retribution and greed for the power of someone who claims to be God "Et cum consummati fuerint mille anni solvetur Satanas de carcere suo et exibit et seducet gentes quae sunt super quattuor angulos terrae Gog et Magog et congregabit eos in proelium quorum numerus est sicut harena maris" |
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4. | I Am the Son of God | 04:20 | Show lyrics |
I am the one who hanged on the fucking cross Putrefaction’s opening its gates for me Meant to be dead I still breathe and cry Everlasting pain has become a part of human’s lullaby I want to die and save all of the sinners whom I love the most For this was the will of my father Generations drowned in self-delusion Will I get your sacrifice? I am the dream of over-trustful humanity I am the son of God Legions marching through the lands Ages of empty words and nothingness taught by the sword Merciless source of truth and love Bow to me as I am the son of God! I am the one who hanged on the fucking cross Putrefaction’s opening its gates for me Meant to be dead I still breathe and cry Everlasting pain has become a part of human’s lullaby I want to die and save all of the sinners whom I love the most For this was the will of my father Generations drowned in self-delusion Will I get your sacrifice? I am the dream of over-trustful humanity I am the son of God Legions marching through the lands Ages of empty words and nothingness taught by the sword Merciless source of truth and love Bow to me as I am the son of man who you believe was God! "Et inferus et mors missi sunt in stagnum ignis haec mors secunda est stagnum ignis Et qui non est inventus in libro vitae scriptus missus est in stagnum ignis" Bow to me as I am the son of God! Bow to me as I am the son of God! Bow to me as I am the son of God! Bow to me as I am the son of God! |
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5. | Tales of Babylon’s Whore | 06:39 | Show lyrics |
"Et in fronte eius nomen scriptum mysterium Babylon magna mater fornicatum et abominationum terrae" With tears in eyes they dream Her lips bather in blood of tyranny Fear - the only thing they Fear - know and respect and that Fear - had always been their Fear - supreme sanctity "Et vidi mulierem ebriam de sanguine sanctorum et de sanguine martyrum Iesu et miratus sum cum vidissem illam admiratione magna" With tears in eyes they dream Her lips bather in blood of tyranny Lead: Szymon Czech Hell and heaven - that’s where the dreams of man were born Thoughts intoxicated with false grief and pious jealousy Immortal forces that feed on their own vanity Why do we pray to GODS that don’t EXIST?? Hail the King that is inside of You, hail that King Hail the Queen that is inside of You She who looks at you from the mirror every single day Hell and heaven - that’s where the dreams of man were born Thoughts intoxicated with false grief and pious jealousy Lead: Armers Immortal forces that feed on their own vanity Why do we pray to GODS that don’t EXIST?? "Quantum glorificavit se et in delicis fuit tantum date illi tormentum et luctum quia in corde suo dicit sedeo regina et vidua non sum et luctum non videbo" With tears in eyes they dream That from now on God is Satan |
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6. | Diabolicanos | 05:23 | Show lyrics |
Naked and cursed They draw new maps of world Created by those who stood for human race’s annihilation "Et vidi de mare bestiam ascendentem habentem capita septem et cornua decem et super cornua eius decem diademata et super capita eius nomina blasphemiae" They bring the light Of liberation from illiteracy They burn the weak and sow the seeds of will’s followers For they are Prometheus’ sons who didn’t fear the wrath of Gods Never kneeled down in front of any pseudo prophets and their egoistic dreams For the are Prometheus’ sons who didn’t fear the wrath of Gods Never kneeled down in front of any pseudo prophets and their egoistic dreams "Et unum de capitibus suis quasi occisum in mortem et plaga mortis eius curata est et admirata est unversa terra post bestiam" Naked and cursed They draw new maps of world Created by those who stood for human race’s annihilation Scattered across the sky they dream Pretending they’re the stars Distressing whispers at lonely, dreadful night Hear their calling and step towards the light Bathed in blood of believers They pick The Darkness’ flowers hidden in the eye of night Tales of the great deceiver Turned into hand of ash and dust For they are Prometheus’ sons who didn’t fear the wrath of Gods Never kneeled down in front of any pseudo prophets and their egoistic dreams For the are Prometheus’ sons who didn’t fear the wrath of Gods Never kneeled down in front of any pseudo prophets and their egoistic dreams "Et adoraverunt draconem quia dedit potestatem bestiae et adoraverunt bestiae dicentes quis similis bestiae et quiz poterit pugnare cum ea" Naked and cursed They draw new maps of world Created by those who stood for human race’s annihilation |
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7. | Natas ro Dog On Si Ereht (Of Plagues and Blasphemy) | 05:53 | Show lyrics |
"Vestitus erat vestem asperam sanguine et vocatur nomen eius Verbum Dei" Verbum Diaboli - may the wisdom be your guide to the Eternity Verbum Diaboli - you shall never left the winds to tear your soul apart even when there is no hope Verbum Diaboli - ancient dream of fulfillment Verbum Diaboli - hidden path, key to internal worlds, transformin human into God "Et aperuit os suum in blasphemias ad Deum blasphemare nomen eius et tabernaculum eius et eos qui in caelo habitant" Unspoken words of darkness Unspoken words of light Visions of Forbidden Kingdom Tales of serpent;s tongue, cut off and buried in oblivion With swords in hands of humiliation And lament of enemis of freedom Still echoes in hearts of those who dared to sent their plagues "Et aestuaverunt homines aestu magno et blasphemaverunt nomen Dei habentis postetatem super has plagas neque egerunt paenitentiam ut darent illi gloriam" Verbum Diaboli - may the wisdom be your guide to the Eternity Verbum Diaboli - you shall never left the winds to tear your soul apart even when there is no hope Verbum Diaboli - ancient dream of fulfillment Verbum Diaboli - hidden path, key to internal worlds, transformin human into God Unspoken words of darkness Unspoken words of light Lucifer’s love for human mankind Eternal covenant "Et aperuit os suum in blasphemias ad Deum blasphemare nomen eius et tabernaculum eius et eos qui in caelo habitant" With swords in hands of humiliation And lament of enemis of freedom Still echoes in hearts of those who dared to sent their fucking plagues "Et blaspemaverunt Deum caeli prae doloribus et vulneribus suis et non agerunt paenitentiam ex operibus suis" Verbum Diaboli There is no God or Satan nataS ro doG on si erehT Be one of Dogs who dare to bite the chains of mystification |
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8. | Har-Magedon | 04:05 | Show lyrics |
"Et vidi de ore draconis et de ore bestiae et de ore pseudoprophetae spiritus tre immundos in modum renarum" Arise!! Forgotten wounds have now ben opened Gratification for all humiliated lives of those who dared to think immortal power of vendetta crushing skulls of enemy Look to the sky and see them dead - the picture of god’s misery Toward mind’s labyrinth I see infected neurons bringing human’s thoughts to me Son of the Morning Star I am Erotic dream of Eden, he who once has been betrayed "Sunt enim spiritus daemoniorum facientes signa est procedunt ad reges totius terrae congregare illos in proelium ad diem magnum Dei omnipotentis" Arise!! Forgotten wounds have now ben opened Gratification for all humiliated lives of those who dared to think immortal power of vendetta crushing skulls of enemy Look to the sky and hear their lament - your god has been dethroned!!! "Et congregavit illos in locum qui vocatur Hermagedon" Arise!! Forgotten wounds have now ben opened Gratification for all humiliated lives of those who dared to think immortal power of vendetta crushing skulls of enemy.... |
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9. | Mass for the Dead | 08:04 | Show lyrics |
Unknown, Unseen, Unnamed, Unimaginable You draw circles with the closed ritual And a tear hidden in your blood Allows to grasp the order of your world Dead skies’ symbols behind you Shining half - consciously among the words of prayer They are like cold lips of fallen winged souls Still looking for freedom lover - Freedom flying towards the skies This is the secret mass of silence Calling non-existence from everywhere From bleeding heaven and beautiful depths Where flowers of death revive once more Time spills kisses your hands Kisses existing just in unity and harmony You descend unto the depths of your thoughts at nights Sensing the breath of death and look of her shroud Ashes of sin you crushin your hand So as to walk through the symbolic mirrors Know that now you are just a part of the great power Death allows to enlighten night Allows to worship and die again Anxiety and sadness shall rejoin in you Re-discovering the horizon In this march you are a well-known target In this march you are freedom Through ascension of death - live Through nudity of fog - live Through winds of freedom - live Through bloody shroud of beauty - live In loneliness a spark of your life Shall conquer fickleness of time Passage to immortal non-existance This is the secret mass of silence Calling non-existence from everywhere |
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Band members | |
Vraath | Bass |
Icanraz | Drums |
Quazarre | Vocals, Guitars |
Guest/Session | |
Orion | Vocals (track 10) |
Roman Bereźnicki | Guitars (acoustic) (tracks 3, 9), Bass (track 5) |
Jacek Grecki | Guitars (lead) (track 7) |
Wojciech "Flumen" Kostrzewa | Keyboards, Samples, Effects |
Peter "Lestath" Leszczyński | Keyboards, Samples, Effects |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Quazarre | Songwriting, Lyrics, Producer |
Peter "Lestath" Leszczyński | Songwriting |
Roman Bereźnicki | Recording (guitars) |
Marcin Kiełbaszewski | Recording (vocals) |
Wojciech "Flumen" Kostrzewa | Recording (vocals on track 10) |
Sławek Wiesławski | Mixing, Mastering, Producer, Re-amping (guitars), Recording (drums) |
Wojtek Wiesławski | Mixing, Mastering, Producer, Re-amping (guitars), Recording (drums) |
Kamil Kumpin | Photography (band) |
Michał "Xaay" Loranc | Artwork, Layout, Design |
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1. | Icaros | 04:12 | Show lyrics |
An incarnation of eternal mankind dream Is that what made you worthy to bear your name, oh Icaros? A memorable act of courage or just a deadly sin? You dreamt a dream of having wings so you could fly above all men So you could reach the sun and the moon, never look back, not down at the earth... A vast, familiar feeling that often passes by And pumps your veins with bitter... Is this a prize? Oh, Icaros?! A memorable act of courage or just a deadly sin? Oh, Icaros! Of all ancient ones you are the one that had become an icon for us all Rise your voice now up to the throne of those who lived and died at pantheon! Icaros! You challenged your gods, despite their power, despite their curse. Oh, Icaros!!! A memorable act of courage, not just a deadly sin... You dreamt a dream of having wings so you could fly above all men So you could reach the sun and the moon, never look back, not down at the earth... |
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2. | Legion of Chaos | 03:56 | Show lyrics |
„How you would please me, Night! without your stars Which speak a foreign dialect, that jars On one who seeks the void, the black, the bare. Yet even your darkest shade a canvas forms Whereon my eye must multiply in swarms Familiar looks of shapes no longer there” * Vision of disorder... Meritorious, perpetual annihilation Fountains of blood running down with rain Washing away the stench of mankind’s putrefaction Hail! We are the Legion Of Chaos Hail! Bow to the Legion Of Doom Chaos... sperm and ova of all species Chaos... bringer of darkness and daylight „You forests, like cathedrals, are my dread You roar like organs. Our curst hearts, like cells Where death forever rattles on the bed, Echo your de Profundis as it swells. My spirit hates you, Ocean! sees, and loathes Its tumults in your own. Of men defeated The bitter laugh, that’s full of sobs and oaths, Is in your own tremendously repeated” * Fountains of blood running down with rain Washing away the stench of mankind’s putrefaction Hail! We are the Legion Of Chaos Hail! Bow to the Legion Of Doom Chaos... sperm and ova of all species Chaos... bringer of darkness and daylight Chaotic vision of the cosmos... * „Obsession” by Charles Baudelaire |
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3. | Lilith | 05:02 | Show lyrics |
„Is the light vanished from our golden sun, Or is this daedal-fashioned earth less fair, That we are nature’s heritors, and one With every pulse of life that beats the air? Rather new suns across the sky shall pass, New splendour come unto the flower, new glory to the grass.” * Why have you crossed the path of my life? And now you’re not here... With poisonous kiss you’ve taken it all... away from me... “And we two lovers shall not sit afar, Critics of nature, but the joyous sea Shall be our raiment, and the bearded star Shoot arrows at our pleasure! We shall be part of the mighty universal whole, And through all aeons mix and mingle with the Kosmic Soul!” * I dream of Lilith, she’d become my obsession... Tremendous feeling of great, irreversible love and loss... “We shall be notes in that great Symphony Whose cadence circles through the rhythmic spheres, And all the live World’s throbbing heart shall be One with our heart; the stealthy creeping years Have lost their terrors now, we shall not die, The Universe itself shall be our Immortality” * * “Panthea” by Oscar Wilde |
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4. | Fear No Gods! | 05:46 | Show lyrics |
Deep down the earth the river filled with fire consumes the dead with obolus shining in their empty eyes, leaving no trace of what they once used to be... For they were abandoned by those who believed to be gods... „Through me the way is to the city dolent; Through me the way is to eternal dole; Through me the way among the people lost. Justice incited my sublime Creator; Created me divine Omnipotence, The highest Wisdom and the primal Love. Before me there were no created things, Only eterne, and I eternal last. (All hope abandon, ye who enter in!)” * All memories of those abandoned by the gods fade away Transforming them into superior lives for they cannot stay Fear no gods! As thou are god yourself, rise thy swords! Quench their thirst! As thou are god yourself... fear no gods! „(...) Commingled are they with that caitiff choir Of Angels, who have not rebellious been, Nor faithful were to God, but were for self. The heavens expelled them, not to be less fair (...) * Fear no gods! As thou are god yourself, rise thy swords! Quench their thirst! As thou are god yourself... fear no gods! „These have no longer any hope of death; And this blind life of theirs is so debased, They envious are of every other fate. No fame of them the world permits to be” * „All those who perish in the wrath of God Here meet together out of every land; And ready are they to pass o’er the river, Because celestial Justice spurs them on, So that their fear is turned into desire. This way there never passes a good soul; And hence if Charon doth complain of thee, Well mayst thou know now what his speech imports” * „Only eterne, and I eternal last. All hope abandon, ye who enter in!” * Deep down the earth the river filled with fire consumes the dead... But you had seen the trace of what they used to be Fear no gods! As thou are god yourself, rise thy swords! Quench their thirst! As thou are god yourself... fear no gods! * „Inferno” by Dante Alighieri |
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5. | The Scream of the Lambs | 03:55 | Show lyrics |
Farewell, green fields and happy groves, Where flocks have took delight; Where lambs have nibbled, silent moves The feet of angels bright; Unseen they pour blessing, And joy without ceasing, On each bud and blossom, And each sleeping bosom. They look in every thoughtless nest, Where birds are covered warm; They visit caves of every beast, To keep them all from harm When wolves and tigers howl for prey, They pitying stand and weep, Seeking to drive their thirst away, And keep them from the sheep. And there the lion’s ruddy eyes Shall flow with tears of gold, And pitying the tender cries, And walking round the fold, Saying, "Wrath, by his meekness, And, by his health, sickness Is driven away Form our immortal day. And now beside thee, bleating lamb, I can lie down and sleep; Or think on him who bore thy name, Graze after thee and weep.” * * „Songs Of Innocence – Night” by William Blake |
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6. | Spiritual Blackout | 03:43 | Show lyrics |
Nocturnal passage to worlds beyond the frame of so called reality... A dream that takes you for a journey across the most twisted scenes as far as your imagination is concerned... Neurons lost in the labyrinth with no exit, an astral body unable to come back... „A spirit passed before me: I beheld The face of immortality unveiled - Deep sleep came down on every eye save mine - And there it stood, - all formless - but divine: Along my bones the creeping flesh did quake; And as my damp hair stiffened, thus it spake: Is man more just than God? Is man more pure Than He who deems even Seraphs insecure? Creatures of clay - vain dwellers in the dust! The moth survives you, and are ye more just? Things of a day! you wither ere the night, Heedless and blind to Wisdom’s wasted light!” * Pray! Devour words and gestures Pray! For all your hope is gone Pray! To stimulate your spirit Slay! Before they’ll take it all... An astral body unable to come back Nocturnal passage to worlds beyond the frame... Passage - dream to be awake... * „A Spirit Passed Before Me” by Lord George Gordon Byron |
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7. | Vi Veri Vniversum Vivus Vici | 04:42 | Show lyrics |
March on! Conquer and take no slaves! For we are here to get back knowledge That has been taken away from us long time ago, that has been stolen from us by pigs who named themselves prophets “Here, where a hero fell, a column falls! Here, where the mimic eagle glared in gold, A midnight vigil holds the swarthy bat! Here, where the dames of Rome their gilded hair (Waved to the wind, now wave the reed and thistle! Here, where on golden throne the monarch lolled), Glides, spectre-like, unto his marble home, Lit by the wan light of the horned moon, The swift and silent lizard of the stones!” * March on! Conquer and take no slaves! For we are here to get back knowledge that has been taken away from us long time ago, that has been stolen from us by pigs who named themselves prophets Rise! Like Phoenix from the ashes Live! According to your thoughts Think! There is no God or Satan... Die! As Phoenix then reborn! March on! Conquer and take no slaves! For we are here to get back knowledge that has been taken away from us long time ago, that has been stolen from us by pigs who named themselves prophets “We rule the hearts of mightiest men - we rule With a despotic sway all giant minds. We are not impotent - we pallid stones. Not all our power is gone - not all our fame Not all the magic of our high renown Not all the wonder that encircles us Not all the mysteries that in us lie Not all the memories that hang upon And cling around about us as a garment, Clothing us in a robe of more than glory.” * * “The Coliseum” by Edgar Allan Poe |
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8. | The Last Farewell | 03:55 | Show lyrics |
„There is a Reaper, whose name is Death, And, with his sickle keen, He reaps the bearded grain at a breath, And the flowers that grow between” * Wipe off the tears that run down your face Frozen in time of your most painful dream And transform them all into an ocean so the dream may sail away „He gazed at the flowers with tearful eyes, He kissed their drooping leaves; It was for the Lord of Paradise He bound them in his sheaves” * „They shall all bloom in fields of light, Transplanted by my care, And saints, upon their garments white, These sacred blossoms wear” * And once they have sailed away from you Never look back so they shall not return! Unless you’d want them to become a pain that gives birth to another worthless tear „O, not in cruelty, not in wrath, The Reaper came that day; ’T was an angel visited the green earth, And took the flowers away” * It’s the last farewell… * „The Reaper And The Flowers” by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Dedicated to Maksim Khlevinskyi (1984–2008) |
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9. | Solitude | 04:16 | Show lyrics |
„A dreamer is one who can only find his way by moonlight, and his punishment is that he sees the dawn before the rest of the world” * * Oscar Wilde |
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10. | Prince of the East | 07:47 | Show lyrics |
FAUSTUS: (...) When Mephistophilis shall stand by me, What god can hurt thee, Faustus? Thou art safe Cast no more doubts. Come, Mephistophilis, And bring glad tidings from great Lucifer; Is’t not midnight? Come, Mephistophilis, Veni, veni, Mephistophile! (Enter MEPHISTOPHILIS) Now tell me what says Lucifer, thy lord? MEPHISTOPHILIS: That I shall wait on Faustus whilst he lives, So he will buy my service with his soul. FAUSTUS: Already Faustus hath hazarded that for thee. MEPHISTOPHILIS: But, Faustus, thou must bequeath it solemnly, And write a deed of gift with thine own blood; For that security craves great Lucifer. If thou deny it, I will back to hell. FAUSTUS: Stay, Mephistophilis, and tell me, what good will my soul do thy lord? MEPHISTOPHILIS: Enlarge his kingdom. FAUSTUS: Is that the reason why he tempts us thus? MEPHISTOPHILIS: Solamen miseris socios habuisse doloris. FAUSTUS: Why, have you any pain that torture others?! MEPHISTOPHILIS: As great as have the human souls of men. But, tell me, Faustus, shall I have thy soul? And I will be thy slave, and wait on thee, And give thee more than thou hast wit to ask. FAUSTUS: Ay, Mephistophilis, I give it thee. MEPHISTOPHILIS: Then, Faustus, stab thine arm courageously, And bind thy soul, that at some certain day Great Lucifer may claim it as his own; And then be thou as great as Lucifer. FAUSTUS: [Stabbing his arm] Mephistophilis, for love of thee, I cut mine arm, and with my proper blood Assure my soul to be great Lucifer’s, Chief lord and regent of perpetual night! View here the blood that trickles from mine arm, And let it be propitious for my wish. MEPHISTOPHILIS: But, Faustus, thou must Write it in manner of a deed of gift. (Re-enter MEPHISTOPHILIS with DEVILS, who give crowns and rich apparel to FAUSTUS, dance, and then depart) FAUSTUS: Speak, Mephistophilis, what means this show? MEPHISTOPHILIS: Nothing, Faustus, but to delight thy mind withal, And to shew thee what magic can perform. FAUSTUS: But may I raise up spirits when I please? MEPHISTOPHILIS: Ay, Faustus, and do greater things than these. FAUSTUS: Then there’s enough for a thousand souls. Here, Mephistophilis, receive this scroll, A deed of gift of body and of soul: But yet conditionally that thou perform All articles prescrib’d between us both. MEPHISTOPHILIS: Faustus, I swear by hell and Lucifer To effect all promises between us made! FAUSTUS: Then hear me read them. [Reads] On these conditions following. First, that Faustus may be a spirit in form and substance. Secondly, that Mephistophilis shall be his servant, and at his command. Thirdly, that Mephistophilis shall do for him, and bring him whatsoever he desires. Fourthly, that he shall be in his chamber or house invisible. Lastly, that he shall appear to the said John Faustus, at all times, in what form or shape so ever he please. I, John Faustus, of Wertenberg, doctor, by these presents, do give both body and soul to Lucifer Prince of The East, and his minister Mephistophilis (...) MEPHISTOPHILIS: Speak, Faustus, do you deliver this as your deed? FAUSTUS: Ay, take it, and the devil give thee good on’t! MEPHISTOPHILIS: Now, Faustus, ask what thou wilt. FAUSTUS: First will I question with thee about hell. Tell me, where is the place that men call hell? MEPHISTOPHILIS: Under the heavens. FAUSTUS: Ay, but whereabout? MEPHISTOPHILIS: Within the bowels of these elements, Where we are tortur’d and remain for ever: Hell hath no limits, nor is circumscrib’d In one self place; for where we are is hell, And where hell is, there must we ever be: And, to conclude, when all the world dissolves, And every creature shall be purified, All places shall be hell that are not heaven. FAUSTUS: Come, I think hell’s a fable. MEPHISTOPHILIS: Ay, think so still, till experience change thy mind. FAUSTUS: Why, think’st thou, then, that Faustus shall be damn’d? MEPHISTOPHILIS: Ay, of necessity, for here’s the scroll Wherein thou hast given thy soul to Lucifer. FAUSTUS: Ay, and body too: but what of that? Think’st thou that Faustus is so fond to imagine That, after this life, there is any pain? Tush, these are trifles and mere old wives’ tales. MEPHISTOPHILIS: But, Faustus, I am an instance to prove the contrary, For I am damn’d, and am now in hell * * „The Tragical History of Dr Faustus - 1604" by Christopher Marlowe |
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Simulacra
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Vraath | Bass |
Icanraz | Drums |
Quazarre | Vocals, Guitars |
Guest/Session | |
Peter "Lestath" Leszczyński | Keyboards, Samples, Effects |
Jacek Grecki | Guitars (lead) (track 7) |
Orion | Vocals (track 10) |
Roman Bereźnicki | Guitars (acoustic) (tracks 3, 9), Bass (track 5) |
Wojciech "Flumen" Kostrzewa | Keyboards, Samples, Effects |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Quazarre | Producer, Songwriting, Lyrics |
Sławek Wiesławski | Mixing, Mastering, Producer, Re-amping (guitars), Recording (drums) |
Roman Bereźnicki | Recording (guitars) |
Wojtek Wiesławski | Re-amping (guitars), Recording (drums), Mixing, Mastering, Producer |
Peter "Lestath" Leszczyński | Songwriting |
Marcin Kiełbaszewski | Recording (vocals) |
Kamil Kumpin | Photography (band) |
Wojciech "Flumen" Kostrzewa | Recording (vocals on track 10) |
Michał "Xaay" Loranc | Artwork, Layout, Design |
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1. | Icaros | 04:12 | Show lyrics |
An incarnation of eternal mankind dream Is that what made you worthy to bear your name, oh Icaros? A memorable act of courage or just a deadly sin? You dreamt a dream of having wings so you could fly above all men So you could reach the sun and the moon, never look back, not down at the earth... A vast, familiar feeling that often passes by And pumps your veins with bitter... Is this a prize? Oh, Icaros?! A memorable act of courage or just a deadly sin? Oh, Icaros! Of all ancient ones you are the one that had become an icon for us all Rise your voice now up to the throne of those who lived and died at pantheon! Icaros! You challenged your gods, despite their power, despite their curse. Oh, Icaros!!! A memorable act of courage, not just a deadly sin... You dreamt a dream of having wings so you could fly above all men So you could reach the sun and the moon, never look back, not down at the earth... |
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2. | Legion of Chaos | 03:56 | Show lyrics |
„How you would please me, Night! without your stars Which speak a foreign dialect, that jars On one who seeks the void, the black, the bare. Yet even your darkest shade a canvas forms Whereon my eye must multiply in swarms Familiar looks of shapes no longer there” * Vision of disorder... Meritorious, perpetual annihilation Fountains of blood running down with rain Washing away the stench of mankind’s putrefaction Hail! We are the Legion Of Chaos Hail! Bow to the Legion Of Doom Chaos... sperm and ova of all species Chaos... bringer of darkness and daylight „You forests, like cathedrals, are my dread You roar like organs. Our curst hearts, like cells Where death forever rattles on the bed, Echo your de Profundis as it swells. My spirit hates you, Ocean! sees, and loathes Its tumults in your own. Of men defeated The bitter laugh, that’s full of sobs and oaths, Is in your own tremendously repeated” * Fountains of blood running down with rain Washing away the stench of mankind’s putrefaction Hail! We are the Legion Of Chaos Hail! Bow to the Legion Of Doom Chaos... sperm and ova of all species Chaos... bringer of darkness and daylight Chaotic vision of the cosmos... * „Obsession” by Charles Baudelaire |
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3. | Lilith | 05:02 | Show lyrics |
„Is the light vanished from our golden sun, Or is this daedal-fashioned earth less fair, That we are nature’s heritors, and one With every pulse of life that beats the air? Rather new suns across the sky shall pass, New splendour come unto the flower, new glory to the grass.” * Why have you crossed the path of my life? And now you’re not here... With poisonous kiss you’ve taken it all... away from me... “And we two lovers shall not sit afar, Critics of nature, but the joyous sea Shall be our raiment, and the bearded star Shoot arrows at our pleasure! We shall be part of the mighty universal whole, And through all aeons mix and mingle with the Kosmic Soul!” * I dream of Lilith, she’d become my obsession... Tremendous feeling of great, irreversible love and loss... “We shall be notes in that great Symphony Whose cadence circles through the rhythmic spheres, And all the live World’s throbbing heart shall be One with our heart; the stealthy creeping years Have lost their terrors now, we shall not die, The Universe itself shall be our Immortality” * * “Panthea” by Oscar Wilde |
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4. | Fear No Gods! | 05:46 | Show lyrics |
Deep down the earth the river filled with fire consumes the dead with obolus shining in their empty eyes, leaving no trace of what they once used to be... For they were abandoned by those who believed to be gods... „Through me the way is to the city dolent; Through me the way is to eternal dole; Through me the way among the people lost. Justice incited my sublime Creator; Created me divine Omnipotence, The highest Wisdom and the primal Love. Before me there were no created things, Only eterne, and I eternal last. (All hope abandon, ye who enter in!)” * All memories of those abandoned by the gods fade away Transforming them into superior lives for they cannot stay Fear no gods! As thou are god yourself, rise thy swords! Quench their thirst! As thou are god yourself... fear no gods! „(...) Commingled are they with that caitiff choir Of Angels, who have not rebellious been, Nor faithful were to God, but were for self. The heavens expelled them, not to be less fair (...) * Fear no gods! As thou are god yourself, rise thy swords! Quench their thirst! As thou are god yourself... fear no gods! „These have no longer any hope of death; And this blind life of theirs is so debased, They envious are of every other fate. No fame of them the world permits to be” * „All those who perish in the wrath of God Here meet together out of every land; And ready are they to pass o’er the river, Because celestial Justice spurs them on, So that their fear is turned into desire. This way there never passes a good soul; And hence if Charon doth complain of thee, Well mayst thou know now what his speech imports” * „Only eterne, and I eternal last. All hope abandon, ye who enter in!” * Deep down the earth the river filled with fire consumes the dead... But you had seen the trace of what they used to be Fear no gods! As thou are god yourself, rise thy swords! Quench their thirst! As thou are god yourself... fear no gods! * „Inferno” by Dante Alighieri |
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5. | The Scream of the Lambs | 03:55 | Show lyrics |
Farewell, green fields and happy groves, Where flocks have took delight; Where lambs have nibbled, silent moves The feet of angels bright; Unseen they pour blessing, And joy without ceasing, On each bud and blossom, And each sleeping bosom. They look in every thoughtless nest, Where birds are covered warm; They visit caves of every beast, To keep them all from harm When wolves and tigers howl for prey, They pitying stand and weep, Seeking to drive their thirst away, And keep them from the sheep. And there the lion’s ruddy eyes Shall flow with tears of gold, And pitying the tender cries, And walking round the fold, Saying, "Wrath, by his meekness, And, by his health, sickness Is driven away Form our immortal day. And now beside thee, bleating lamb, I can lie down and sleep; Or think on him who bore thy name, Graze after thee and weep.” * * „Songs Of Innocence – Night” by William Blake |
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6. | Spiritual Blackout | 03:43 | Show lyrics |
Nocturnal passage to worlds beyond the frame of so called reality... A dream that takes you for a journey across the most twisted scenes as far as your imagination is concerned... Neurons lost in the labyrinth with no exit, an astral body unable to come back... „A spirit passed before me: I beheld The face of immortality unveiled - Deep sleep came down on every eye save mine - And there it stood, - all formless - but divine: Along my bones the creeping flesh did quake; And as my damp hair stiffened, thus it spake: Is man more just than God? Is man more pure Than He who deems even Seraphs insecure? Creatures of clay - vain dwellers in the dust! The moth survives you, and are ye more just? Things of a day! you wither ere the night, Heedless and blind to Wisdom’s wasted light!” * Pray! Devour words and gestures Pray! For all your hope is gone Pray! To stimulate your spirit Slay! Before they’ll take it all... An astral body unable to come back Nocturnal passage to worlds beyond the frame... Passage - dream to be awake... * „A Spirit Passed Before Me” by Lord George Gordon Byron |
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7. | Vi Veri Vniversum Vivus Vici | 04:42 | Show lyrics |
March on! Conquer and take no slaves! For we are here to get back knowledge That has been taken away from us long time ago, that has been stolen from us by pigs who named themselves prophets “Here, where a hero fell, a column falls! Here, where the mimic eagle glared in gold, A midnight vigil holds the swarthy bat! Here, where the dames of Rome their gilded hair (Waved to the wind, now wave the reed and thistle! Here, where on golden throne the monarch lolled), Glides, spectre-like, unto his marble home, Lit by the wan light of the horned moon, The swift and silent lizard of the stones!” * March on! Conquer and take no slaves! For we are here to get back knowledge that has been taken away from us long time ago, that has been stolen from us by pigs who named themselves prophets Rise! Like Phoenix from the ashes Live! According to your thoughts Think! There is no God or Satan... Die! As Phoenix then reborn! March on! Conquer and take no slaves! For we are here to get back knowledge that has been taken away from us long time ago, that has been stolen from us by pigs who named themselves prophets “We rule the hearts of mightiest men - we rule With a despotic sway all giant minds. We are not impotent - we pallid stones. Not all our power is gone - not all our fame Not all the magic of our high renown Not all the wonder that encircles us Not all the mysteries that in us lie Not all the memories that hang upon And cling around about us as a garment, Clothing us in a robe of more than glory.” * * “The Coliseum” by Edgar Allan Poe |
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8. | The Last Farewell | 03:55 | Show lyrics |
„There is a Reaper, whose name is Death, And, with his sickle keen, He reaps the bearded grain at a breath, And the flowers that grow between” * Wipe off the tears that run down your face Frozen in time of your most painful dream And transform them all into an ocean so the dream may sail away „He gazed at the flowers with tearful eyes, He kissed their drooping leaves; It was for the Lord of Paradise He bound them in his sheaves” * „They shall all bloom in fields of light, Transplanted by my care, And saints, upon their garments white, These sacred blossoms wear” * And once they have sailed away from you Never look back so they shall not return! Unless you’d want them to become a pain that gives birth to another worthless tear „O, not in cruelty, not in wrath, The Reaper came that day; ’T was an angel visited the green earth, And took the flowers away” * It’s the last farewell… * „The Reaper And The Flowers” by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Dedicated to Maksim Khlevinskyi (1984–2008) |
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9. | Solitude | 04:16 | Show lyrics |
(Instrumental) „A dreamer is one who can only find his way by moonlight, and his punishment is that he sees the dawn before the rest of the world” * * Oscar Wilde |
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39:27 |
Simulacra
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Vraath | Bass |
Icanraz | Drums |
Quazarre | Vocals, Guitars |
Guest/Session | |
Peter "Lestath" Leszczyński | Keyboards, Samples, Effects |
Jacek Grecki | Guitars (lead) (track 7) |
Orion | Vocals (track 10) |
Roman Bereźnicki | Guitars (acoustic) (tracks 3, 9), Bass (track 5) |
Wojciech "Flumen" Kostrzewa | Keyboards, Samples, Effects |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Roman Bereźnicki | Recording (guitars) |
Quazarre | Producer, Songwriting, Lyrics |
Sławek Wiesławski | Mixing, Mastering, Producer, Re-amping (guitars), Recording (drums) |
Wojtek Wiesławski | Re-amping (guitars), Recording (drums), Mixing, Mastering, Producer |
Marcin Kiełbaszewski | Recording (vocals) |
Peter "Lestath" Leszczyński | Songwriting |
Kamil Kumpin | Photography (band) |
Wojciech "Flumen" Kostrzewa | Recording (vocals on track 10) |
Michał "Xaay" Loranc | Artwork, Layout, Design |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Icaros | 04:12 | Show lyrics |
An incarnation of eternal mankind dream Is that what made you worthy to bear your name, oh Icaros? A memorable act of courage or just a deadly sin? You dreamt a dream of having wings so you could fly above all men So you could reach the sun and the moon, never look back, not down at the earth... A vast, familiar feeling that often passes by And pumps your veins with bitter... Is this a prize? Oh, Icaros?! A memorable act of courage or just a deadly sin? Oh, Icaros! Of all ancient ones you are the one that had become an icon for us all Rise your voice now up to the throne of those who lived and died at pantheon! Icaros! You challenged your gods, despite their power, despite their curse. Oh, Icaros!!! A memorable act of courage, not just a deadly sin... You dreamt a dream of having wings so you could fly above all men So you could reach the sun and the moon, never look back, not down at the earth... |
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2. | Legion of Chaos | 03:56 | Show lyrics |
„How you would please me, Night! without your stars Which speak a foreign dialect, that jars On one who seeks the void, the black, the bare. Yet even your darkest shade a canvas forms Whereon my eye must multiply in swarms Familiar looks of shapes no longer there” * Vision of disorder... Meritorious, perpetual annihilation Fountains of blood running down with rain Washing away the stench of mankind’s putrefaction Hail! We are the Legion Of Chaos Hail! Bow to the Legion Of Doom Chaos... sperm and ova of all species Chaos... bringer of darkness and daylight „You forests, like cathedrals, are my dread You roar like organs. Our curst hearts, like cells Where death forever rattles on the bed, Echo your de Profundis as it swells. My spirit hates you, Ocean! sees, and loathes Its tumults in your own. Of men defeated The bitter laugh, that’s full of sobs and oaths, Is in your own tremendously repeated” * Fountains of blood running down with rain Washing away the stench of mankind’s putrefaction Hail! We are the Legion Of Chaos Hail! Bow to the Legion Of Doom Chaos... sperm and ova of all species Chaos... bringer of darkness and daylight Chaotic vision of the cosmos... * „Obsession” by Charles Baudelaire |
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3. | Lilith | 05:02 | Show lyrics |
„Is the light vanished from our golden sun, Or is this daedal-fashioned earth less fair, That we are nature’s heritors, and one With every pulse of life that beats the air? Rather new suns across the sky shall pass, New splendour come unto the flower, new glory to the grass.” * Why have you crossed the path of my life? And now you’re not here... With poisonous kiss you’ve taken it all... away from me... “And we two lovers shall not sit afar, Critics of nature, but the joyous sea Shall be our raiment, and the bearded star Shoot arrows at our pleasure! We shall be part of the mighty universal whole, And through all aeons mix and mingle with the Kosmic Soul!” * I dream of Lilith, she’d become my obsession... Tremendous feeling of great, irreversible love and loss... “We shall be notes in that great Symphony Whose cadence circles through the rhythmic spheres, And all the live World’s throbbing heart shall be One with our heart; the stealthy creeping years Have lost their terrors now, we shall not die, The Universe itself shall be our Immortality” * * “Panthea” by Oscar Wilde |
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4. | Fear No Gods! | 05:46 | Show lyrics |
Deep down the earth the river filled with fire consumes the dead with obolus shining in their empty eyes, leaving no trace of what they once used to be... For they were abandoned by those who believed to be gods... „Through me the way is to the city dolent; Through me the way is to eternal dole; Through me the way among the people lost. Justice incited my sublime Creator; Created me divine Omnipotence, The highest Wisdom and the primal Love. Before me there were no created things, Only eterne, and I eternal last. (All hope abandon, ye who enter in!)” * All memories of those abandoned by the gods fade away Transforming them into superior lives for they cannot stay Fear no gods! As thou are god yourself, rise thy swords! Quench their thirst! As thou are god yourself... fear no gods! „(...) Commingled are they with that caitiff choir Of Angels, who have not rebellious been, Nor faithful were to God, but were for self. The heavens expelled them, not to be less fair (...) * Fear no gods! As thou are god yourself, rise thy swords! Quench their thirst! As thou are god yourself... fear no gods! „These have no longer any hope of death; And this blind life of theirs is so debased, They envious are of every other fate. No fame of them the world permits to be” * „All those who perish in the wrath of God Here meet together out of every land; And ready are they to pass o’er the river, Because celestial Justice spurs them on, So that their fear is turned into desire. This way there never passes a good soul; And hence if Charon doth complain of thee, Well mayst thou know now what his speech imports” * „Only eterne, and I eternal last. All hope abandon, ye who enter in!” * Deep down the earth the river filled with fire consumes the dead... But you had seen the trace of what they used to be Fear no gods! As thou are god yourself, rise thy swords! Quench their thirst! As thou are god yourself... fear no gods! * „Inferno” by Dante Alighieri |
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5. | The Scream of the Lambs | 03:55 | Show lyrics |
Farewell, green fields and happy groves, Where flocks have took delight; Where lambs have nibbled, silent moves The feet of angels bright; Unseen they pour blessing, And joy without ceasing, On each bud and blossom, And each sleeping bosom. They look in every thoughtless nest, Where birds are covered warm; They visit caves of every beast, To keep them all from harm When wolves and tigers howl for prey, They pitying stand and weep, Seeking to drive their thirst away, And keep them from the sheep. And there the lion’s ruddy eyes Shall flow with tears of gold, And pitying the tender cries, And walking round the fold, Saying, "Wrath, by his meekness, And, by his health, sickness Is driven away Form our immortal day. And now beside thee, bleating lamb, I can lie down and sleep; Or think on him who bore thy name, Graze after thee and weep.” * * „Songs Of Innocence – Night” by William Blake |
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6. | Spiritual Blackout | 03:43 | Show lyrics |
Nocturnal passage to worlds beyond the frame of so called reality... A dream that takes you for a journey across the most twisted scenes as far as your imagination is concerned... Neurons lost in the labyrinth with no exit, an astral body unable to come back... „A spirit passed before me: I beheld The face of immortality unveiled - Deep sleep came down on every eye save mine - And there it stood, - all formless - but divine: Along my bones the creeping flesh did quake; And as my damp hair stiffened, thus it spake: Is man more just than God? Is man more pure Than He who deems even Seraphs insecure? Creatures of clay - vain dwellers in the dust! The moth survives you, and are ye more just? Things of a day! you wither ere the night, Heedless and blind to Wisdom’s wasted light!” * Pray! Devour words and gestures Pray! For all your hope is gone Pray! To stimulate your spirit Slay! Before they’ll take it all... An astral body unable to come back Nocturnal passage to worlds beyond the frame... Passage - dream to be awake... * „A Spirit Passed Before Me” by Lord George Gordon Byron |
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7. | Vi Veri Vniversum Vivus Vici | 04:42 | Show lyrics |
March on! Conquer and take no slaves! For we are here to get back knowledge That has been taken away from us long time ago, that has been stolen from us by pigs who named themselves prophets “Here, where a hero fell, a column falls! Here, where the mimic eagle glared in gold, A midnight vigil holds the swarthy bat! Here, where the dames of Rome their gilded hair (Waved to the wind, now wave the reed and thistle! Here, where on golden throne the monarch lolled), Glides, spectre-like, unto his marble home, Lit by the wan light of the horned moon, The swift and silent lizard of the stones!” * March on! Conquer and take no slaves! For we are here to get back knowledge that has been taken away from us long time ago, that has been stolen from us by pigs who named themselves prophets Rise! Like Phoenix from the ashes Live! According to your thoughts Think! There is no God or Satan... Die! As Phoenix then reborn! March on! Conquer and take no slaves! For we are here to get back knowledge that has been taken away from us long time ago, that has been stolen from us by pigs who named themselves prophets “We rule the hearts of mightiest men - we rule With a despotic sway all giant minds. We are not impotent - we pallid stones. Not all our power is gone - not all our fame Not all the magic of our high renown Not all the wonder that encircles us Not all the mysteries that in us lie Not all the memories that hang upon And cling around about us as a garment, Clothing us in a robe of more than glory.” * * “The Coliseum” by Edgar Allan Poe |
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8. | The Last Farewell | 03:55 | Show lyrics |
„There is a Reaper, whose name is Death, And, with his sickle keen, He reaps the bearded grain at a breath, And the flowers that grow between” * Wipe off the tears that run down your face Frozen in time of your most painful dream And transform them all into an ocean so the dream may sail away „He gazed at the flowers with tearful eyes, He kissed their drooping leaves; It was for the Lord of Paradise He bound them in his sheaves” * „They shall all bloom in fields of light, Transplanted by my care, And saints, upon their garments white, These sacred blossoms wear” * And once they have sailed away from you Never look back so they shall not return! Unless you’d want them to become a pain that gives birth to another worthless tear „O, not in cruelty, not in wrath, The Reaper came that day; ’T was an angel visited the green earth, And took the flowers away” * It’s the last farewell… * „The Reaper And The Flowers” by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Dedicated to Maksim Khlevinskyi (1984–2008) |
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9. | Solitude | 04:16 | Show lyrics |
„A dreamer is one who can only find his way by moonlight, and his punishment is that he sees the dawn before the rest of the world” * * Oscar Wilde |
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39:27 |
Simulacra
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Vraath | Bass |
Icanraz | Drums |
Quazarre | Vocals, Guitars |
Guest/Session | |
Peter "Lestath" Leszczyński | Keyboards, Samples, Effects |
Jacek Grecki | Guitars (lead) (track 7) |
Orion | Vocals (track 10) |
Roman Bereźnicki | Guitars (acoustic) (tracks 3, 9), Bass (track 5) |
Wojciech "Flumen" Kostrzewa | Keyboards, Samples, Effects |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Wojtek Wiesławski | Re-amping (guitars), Recording (drums), Mixing, Mastering, Producer |
Quazarre | Producer, Songwriting, Lyrics |
Sławek Wiesławski | Mixing, Mastering, Producer, Re-amping (guitars), Recording (drums) |
Roman Bereźnicki | Recording (guitars) |
Peter "Lestath" Leszczyński | Songwriting |
Marcin Kiełbaszewski | Recording (vocals) |
Kamil Kumpin | Photography (band) |
Wojciech "Flumen" Kostrzewa | Recording (vocals on track 10) |
Michał "Xaay" Loranc | Artwork, Layout, Design |
Tracks | |||
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1. | Icaros | 04:12 | Show lyrics |
An incarnation of eternal mankind dream Is that what made you worthy to bear your name, oh Icaros? A memorable act of courage or just a deadly sin? You dreamt a dream of having wings so you could fly above all men So you could reach the sun and the moon, never look back, not down at the earth... A vast, familiar feeling that often passes by And pumps your veins with bitter... Is this a prize? Oh, Icaros?! A memorable act of courage or just a deadly sin? Oh, Icaros! Of all ancient ones you are the one that had become an icon for us all Rise your voice now up to the throne of those who lived and died at pantheon! Icaros! You challenged your gods, despite their power, despite their curse. Oh, Icaros!!! A memorable act of courage, not just a deadly sin... You dreamt a dream of having wings so you could fly above all men So you could reach the sun and the moon, never look back, not down at the earth... |
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2. | Legion of Chaos | 03:56 | Show lyrics |
„How you would please me, Night! without your stars Which speak a foreign dialect, that jars On one who seeks the void, the black, the bare. Yet even your darkest shade a canvas forms Whereon my eye must multiply in swarms Familiar looks of shapes no longer there” * Vision of disorder... Meritorious, perpetual annihilation Fountains of blood running down with rain Washing away the stench of mankind’s putrefaction Hail! We are the Legion Of Chaos Hail! Bow to the Legion Of Doom Chaos... sperm and ova of all species Chaos... bringer of darkness and daylight „You forests, like cathedrals, are my dread You roar like organs. Our curst hearts, like cells Where death forever rattles on the bed, Echo your de Profundis as it swells. My spirit hates you, Ocean! sees, and loathes Its tumults in your own. Of men defeated The bitter laugh, that’s full of sobs and oaths, Is in your own tremendously repeated” * Fountains of blood running down with rain Washing away the stench of mankind’s putrefaction Hail! We are the Legion Of Chaos Hail! Bow to the Legion Of Doom Chaos... sperm and ova of all species Chaos... bringer of darkness and daylight Chaotic vision of the cosmos... * „Obsession” by Charles Baudelaire |
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3. | Lilith | 05:02 | Show lyrics |
„Is the light vanished from our golden sun, Or is this daedal-fashioned earth less fair, That we are nature’s heritors, and one With every pulse of life that beats the air? Rather new suns across the sky shall pass, New splendour come unto the flower, new glory to the grass.” * Why have you crossed the path of my life? And now you’re not here... With poisonous kiss you’ve taken it all... away from me... “And we two lovers shall not sit afar, Critics of nature, but the joyous sea Shall be our raiment, and the bearded star Shoot arrows at our pleasure! We shall be part of the mighty universal whole, And through all aeons mix and mingle with the Kosmic Soul!” * I dream of Lilith, she’d become my obsession... Tremendous feeling of great, irreversible love and loss... “We shall be notes in that great Symphony Whose cadence circles through the rhythmic spheres, And all the live World’s throbbing heart shall be One with our heart; the stealthy creeping years Have lost their terrors now, we shall not die, The Universe itself shall be our Immortality” * * “Panthea” by Oscar Wilde |
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4. | Fear No Gods! | 05:46 | Show lyrics |
Deep down the earth the river filled with fire consumes the dead with obolus shining in their empty eyes, leaving no trace of what they once used to be... For they were abandoned by those who believed to be gods... „Through me the way is to the city dolent; Through me the way is to eternal dole; Through me the way among the people lost. Justice incited my sublime Creator; Created me divine Omnipotence, The highest Wisdom and the primal Love. Before me there were no created things, Only eterne, and I eternal last. (All hope abandon, ye who enter in!)” * All memories of those abandoned by the gods fade away Transforming them into superior lives for they cannot stay Fear no gods! As thou are god yourself, rise thy swords! Quench their thirst! As thou are god yourself... fear no gods! „(...) Commingled are they with that caitiff choir Of Angels, who have not rebellious been, Nor faithful were to God, but were for self. The heavens expelled them, not to be less fair (...) * Fear no gods! As thou are god yourself, rise thy swords! Quench their thirst! As thou are god yourself... fear no gods! „These have no longer any hope of death; And this blind life of theirs is so debased, They envious are of every other fate. No fame of them the world permits to be” * „All those who perish in the wrath of God Here meet together out of every land; And ready are they to pass o’er the river, Because celestial Justice spurs them on, So that their fear is turned into desire. This way there never passes a good soul; And hence if Charon doth complain of thee, Well mayst thou know now what his speech imports” * „Only eterne, and I eternal last. All hope abandon, ye who enter in!” * Deep down the earth the river filled with fire consumes the dead... But you had seen the trace of what they used to be Fear no gods! As thou are god yourself, rise thy swords! Quench their thirst! As thou are god yourself... fear no gods! * „Inferno” by Dante Alighieri |
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5. | The Scream of the Lambs | 03:55 | Show lyrics |
Farewell, green fields and happy groves, Where flocks have took delight; Where lambs have nibbled, silent moves The feet of angels bright; Unseen they pour blessing, And joy without ceasing, On each bud and blossom, And each sleeping bosom. They look in every thoughtless nest, Where birds are covered warm; They visit caves of every beast, To keep them all from harm When wolves and tigers howl for prey, They pitying stand and weep, Seeking to drive their thirst away, And keep them from the sheep. And there the lion’s ruddy eyes Shall flow with tears of gold, And pitying the tender cries, And walking round the fold, Saying, "Wrath, by his meekness, And, by his health, sickness Is driven away Form our immortal day. And now beside thee, bleating lamb, I can lie down and sleep; Or think on him who bore thy name, Graze after thee and weep.” * * „Songs Of Innocence – Night” by William Blake |
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6. | Spiritual Blackout | 03:43 | Show lyrics |
Nocturnal passage to worlds beyond the frame of so called reality... A dream that takes you for a journey across the most twisted scenes as far as your imagination is concerned... Neurons lost in the labyrinth with no exit, an astral body unable to come back... „A spirit passed before me: I beheld The face of immortality unveiled - Deep sleep came down on every eye save mine - And there it stood, - all formless - but divine: Along my bones the creeping flesh did quake; And as my damp hair stiffened, thus it spake: Is man more just than God? Is man more pure Than He who deems even Seraphs insecure? Creatures of clay - vain dwellers in the dust! The moth survives you, and are ye more just? Things of a day! you wither ere the night, Heedless and blind to Wisdom’s wasted light!” * Pray! Devour words and gestures Pray! For all your hope is gone Pray! To stimulate your spirit Slay! Before they’ll take it all... An astral body unable to come back Nocturnal passage to worlds beyond the frame... Passage - dream to be awake... * „A Spirit Passed Before Me” by Lord George Gordon Byron |
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7. | Vi Veri Vniversum Vivus Vici | 04:42 | Show lyrics |
March on! Conquer and take no slaves! For we are here to get back knowledge That has been taken away from us long time ago, that has been stolen from us by pigs who named themselves prophets “Here, where a hero fell, a column falls! Here, where the mimic eagle glared in gold, A midnight vigil holds the swarthy bat! Here, where the dames of Rome their gilded hair (Waved to the wind, now wave the reed and thistle! Here, where on golden throne the monarch lolled), Glides, spectre-like, unto his marble home, Lit by the wan light of the horned moon, The swift and silent lizard of the stones!” * March on! Conquer and take no slaves! For we are here to get back knowledge that has been taken away from us long time ago, that has been stolen from us by pigs who named themselves prophets Rise! Like Phoenix from the ashes Live! According to your thoughts Think! There is no God or Satan... Die! As Phoenix then reborn! March on! Conquer and take no slaves! For we are here to get back knowledge that has been taken away from us long time ago, that has been stolen from us by pigs who named themselves prophets “We rule the hearts of mightiest men - we rule With a despotic sway all giant minds. We are not impotent - we pallid stones. Not all our power is gone - not all our fame Not all the magic of our high renown Not all the wonder that encircles us Not all the mysteries that in us lie Not all the memories that hang upon And cling around about us as a garment, Clothing us in a robe of more than glory.” * * “The Coliseum” by Edgar Allan Poe |
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8. | The Last Farewell | 03:55 | Show lyrics |
„There is a Reaper, whose name is Death, And, with his sickle keen, He reaps the bearded grain at a breath, And the flowers that grow between” * Wipe off the tears that run down your face Frozen in time of your most painful dream And transform them all into an ocean so the dream may sail away „He gazed at the flowers with tearful eyes, He kissed their drooping leaves; It was for the Lord of Paradise He bound them in his sheaves” * „They shall all bloom in fields of light, Transplanted by my care, And saints, upon their garments white, These sacred blossoms wear” * And once they have sailed away from you Never look back so they shall not return! Unless you’d want them to become a pain that gives birth to another worthless tear „O, not in cruelty, not in wrath, The Reaper came that day; ’T was an angel visited the green earth, And took the flowers away” * It’s the last farewell… * „The Reaper And The Flowers” by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Dedicated to Maksim Khlevinskyi (1984–2008) |
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9. | Solitude | 04:16 | Show lyrics |
„A dreamer is one who can only find his way by moonlight, and his punishment is that he sees the dawn before the rest of the world” * * Oscar Wilde |
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10. | Prince of the East | 07:47 | Show lyrics |
FAUSTUS: (...) When Mephistophilis shall stand by me, What god can hurt thee, Faustus? Thou art safe Cast no more doubts. Come, Mephistophilis, And bring glad tidings from great Lucifer; Is’t not midnight? Come, Mephistophilis, Veni, veni, Mephistophile! (Enter MEPHISTOPHILIS) Now tell me what says Lucifer, thy lord? MEPHISTOPHILIS: That I shall wait on Faustus whilst he lives, So he will buy my service with his soul. FAUSTUS: Already Faustus hath hazarded that for thee. MEPHISTOPHILIS: But, Faustus, thou must bequeath it solemnly, And write a deed of gift with thine own blood; For that security craves great Lucifer. If thou deny it, I will back to hell. FAUSTUS: Stay, Mephistophilis, and tell me, what good will my soul do thy lord? MEPHISTOPHILIS: Enlarge his kingdom. FAUSTUS: Is that the reason why he tempts us thus? MEPHISTOPHILIS: Solamen miseris socios habuisse doloris. FAUSTUS: Why, have you any pain that torture others?! MEPHISTOPHILIS: As great as have the human souls of men. But, tell me, Faustus, shall I have thy soul? And I will be thy slave, and wait on thee, And give thee more than thou hast wit to ask. FAUSTUS: Ay, Mephistophilis, I give it thee. MEPHISTOPHILIS: Then, Faustus, stab thine arm courageously, And bind thy soul, that at some certain day Great Lucifer may claim it as his own; And then be thou as great as Lucifer. FAUSTUS: [Stabbing his arm] Mephistophilis, for love of thee, I cut mine arm, and with my proper blood Assure my soul to be great Lucifer’s, Chief lord and regent of perpetual night! View here the blood that trickles from mine arm, And let it be propitious for my wish. MEPHISTOPHILIS: But, Faustus, thou must Write it in manner of a deed of gift. (Re-enter MEPHISTOPHILIS with DEVILS, who give crowns and rich apparel to FAUSTUS, dance, and then depart) FAUSTUS: Speak, Mephistophilis, what means this show? MEPHISTOPHILIS: Nothing, Faustus, but to delight thy mind withal, And to shew thee what magic can perform. FAUSTUS: But may I raise up spirits when I please? MEPHISTOPHILIS: Ay, Faustus, and do greater things than these. FAUSTUS: Then there’s enough for a thousand souls. Here, Mephistophilis, receive this scroll, A deed of gift of body and of soul: But yet conditionally that thou perform All articles prescrib’d between us both. MEPHISTOPHILIS: Faustus, I swear by hell and Lucifer To effect all promises between us made! FAUSTUS: Then hear me read them. [Reads] On these conditions following. First, that Faustus may be a spirit in form and substance. Secondly, that Mephistophilis shall be his servant, and at his command. Thirdly, that Mephistophilis shall do for him, and bring him whatsoever he desires. Fourthly, that he shall be in his chamber or house invisible. Lastly, that he shall appear to the said John Faustus, at all times, in what form or shape so ever he please. I, John Faustus, of Wertenberg, doctor, by these presents, do give both body and soul to Lucifer Prince of The East, and his minister Mephistophilis (...) MEPHISTOPHILIS: Speak, Faustus, do you deliver this as your deed? FAUSTUS: Ay, take it, and the devil give thee good on’t! MEPHISTOPHILIS: Now, Faustus, ask what thou wilt. FAUSTUS: First will I question with thee about hell. Tell me, where is the place that men call hell? MEPHISTOPHILIS: Under the heavens. FAUSTUS: Ay, but whereabout? MEPHISTOPHILIS: Within the bowels of these elements, Where we are tortur’d and remain for ever: Hell hath no limits, nor is circumscrib’d In one self place; for where we are is hell, And where hell is, there must we ever be: And, to conclude, when all the world dissolves, And every creature shall be purified, All places shall be hell that are not heaven. FAUSTUS: Come, I think hell’s a fable. MEPHISTOPHILIS: Ay, think so still, till experience change thy mind. FAUSTUS: Why, think’st thou, then, that Faustus shall be damn’d? MEPHISTOPHILIS: Ay, of necessity, for here’s the scroll Wherein thou hast given thy soul to Lucifer. FAUSTUS: Ay, and body too: but what of that? Think’st thou that Faustus is so fond to imagine That, after this life, there is any pain? Tush, these are trifles and mere old wives’ tales. MEPHISTOPHILIS: But, Faustus, I am an instance to prove the contrary, For I am damn’d, and am now in hell * * „The Tragical History of Dr Faustus - 1604" by Christopher Marlowe |
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Simulacra
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Vraath | Bass |
Icanraz | Drums |
Quazarre | Vocals, Guitars |
Guest/Session | |
Peter "Lestath" Leszczyński | Keyboards, Samples, Effects |
Jacek Grecki | Guitars (lead) (track 7) |
Orion | Vocals (track 10) |
Roman Bereźnicki | Guitars (acoustic) (tracks 3, 9), Bass (track 5) |
Wojciech "Flumen" Kostrzewa | Keyboards, Samples, Effects |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Wojtek Wiesławski | Re-amping (guitars), Recording (drums), Mixing, Mastering, Producer |
Quazarre | Producer, Songwriting, Lyrics |
Sławek Wiesławski | Mixing, Mastering, Producer, Re-amping (guitars), Recording (drums) |
Roman Bereźnicki | Recording (guitars) |
Peter "Lestath" Leszczyński | Songwriting |
Marcin Kiełbaszewski | Recording (vocals) |
Kamil Kumpin | Photography (band) |
Wojciech "Flumen" Kostrzewa | Recording (vocals on track 10) |
Michał "Xaay" Loranc | Artwork, Layout, Design |
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1. | Icaros | 04:12 | Show lyrics |
An incarnation of eternal mankind dream Is that what made you worthy to bear your name, oh Icaros? A memorable act of courage or just a deadly sin? You dreamt a dream of having wings so you could fly above all men So you could reach the sun and the moon, never look back, not down at the earth... A vast, familiar feeling that often passes by And pumps your veins with bitter... Is this a prize? Oh, Icaros?! A memorable act of courage or just a deadly sin? Oh, Icaros! Of all ancient ones you are the one that had become an icon for us all Rise your voice now up to the throne of those who lived and died at pantheon! Icaros! You challenged your gods, despite their power, despite their curse. Oh, Icaros!!! A memorable act of courage, not just a deadly sin... You dreamt a dream of having wings so you could fly above all men So you could reach the sun and the moon, never look back, not down at the earth... |
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2. | Legion of Chaos | 03:56 | Show lyrics |
„How you would please me, Night! without your stars Which speak a foreign dialect, that jars On one who seeks the void, the black, the bare. Yet even your darkest shade a canvas forms Whereon my eye must multiply in swarms Familiar looks of shapes no longer there” * Vision of disorder... Meritorious, perpetual annihilation Fountains of blood running down with rain Washing away the stench of mankind’s putrefaction Hail! We are the Legion Of Chaos Hail! Bow to the Legion Of Doom Chaos... sperm and ova of all species Chaos... bringer of darkness and daylight „You forests, like cathedrals, are my dread You roar like organs. Our curst hearts, like cells Where death forever rattles on the bed, Echo your de Profundis as it swells. My spirit hates you, Ocean! sees, and loathes Its tumults in your own. Of men defeated The bitter laugh, that’s full of sobs and oaths, Is in your own tremendously repeated” * Fountains of blood running down with rain Washing away the stench of mankind’s putrefaction Hail! We are the Legion Of Chaos Hail! Bow to the Legion Of Doom Chaos... sperm and ova of all species Chaos... bringer of darkness and daylight Chaotic vision of the cosmos... * „Obsession” by Charles Baudelaire |
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3. | Lilith | 05:02 | Show lyrics |
„Is the light vanished from our golden sun, Or is this daedal-fashioned earth less fair, That we are nature’s heritors, and one With every pulse of life that beats the air? Rather new suns across the sky shall pass, New splendour come unto the flower, new glory to the grass.” * Why have you crossed the path of my life? And now you’re not here... With poisonous kiss you’ve taken it all... away from me... “And we two lovers shall not sit afar, Critics of nature, but the joyous sea Shall be our raiment, and the bearded star Shoot arrows at our pleasure! We shall be part of the mighty universal whole, And through all aeons mix and mingle with the Kosmic Soul!” * I dream of Lilith, she’d become my obsession... Tremendous feeling of great, irreversible love and loss... “We shall be notes in that great Symphony Whose cadence circles through the rhythmic spheres, And all the live World’s throbbing heart shall be One with our heart; the stealthy creeping years Have lost their terrors now, we shall not die, The Universe itself shall be our Immortality” * * “Panthea” by Oscar Wilde |
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4. | Fear No Gods! | 05:46 | Show lyrics |
Deep down the earth the river filled with fire consumes the dead with obolus shining in their empty eyes, leaving no trace of what they once used to be... For they were abandoned by those who believed to be gods... „Through me the way is to the city dolent; Through me the way is to eternal dole; Through me the way among the people lost. Justice incited my sublime Creator; Created me divine Omnipotence, The highest Wisdom and the primal Love. Before me there were no created things, Only eterne, and I eternal last. (All hope abandon, ye who enter in!)” * All memories of those abandoned by the gods fade away Transforming them into superior lives for they cannot stay Fear no gods! As thou are god yourself, rise thy swords! Quench their thirst! As thou are god yourself... fear no gods! „(...) Commingled are they with that caitiff choir Of Angels, who have not rebellious been, Nor faithful were to God, but were for self. The heavens expelled them, not to be less fair (...) * Fear no gods! As thou are god yourself, rise thy swords! Quench their thirst! As thou are god yourself... fear no gods! „These have no longer any hope of death; And this blind life of theirs is so debased, They envious are of every other fate. No fame of them the world permits to be” * „All those who perish in the wrath of God Here meet together out of every land; And ready are they to pass o’er the river, Because celestial Justice spurs them on, So that their fear is turned into desire. This way there never passes a good soul; And hence if Charon doth complain of thee, Well mayst thou know now what his speech imports” * „Only eterne, and I eternal last. All hope abandon, ye who enter in!” * Deep down the earth the river filled with fire consumes the dead... But you had seen the trace of what they used to be Fear no gods! As thou are god yourself, rise thy swords! Quench their thirst! As thou are god yourself... fear no gods! * „Inferno” by Dante Alighieri |
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5. | The Scream of the Lambs | 03:55 | Show lyrics |
Farewell, green fields and happy groves, Where flocks have took delight; Where lambs have nibbled, silent moves The feet of angels bright; Unseen they pour blessing, And joy without ceasing, On each bud and blossom, And each sleeping bosom. They look in every thoughtless nest, Where birds are covered warm; They visit caves of every beast, To keep them all from harm When wolves and tigers howl for prey, They pitying stand and weep, Seeking to drive their thirst away, And keep them from the sheep. And there the lion’s ruddy eyes Shall flow with tears of gold, And pitying the tender cries, And walking round the fold, Saying, "Wrath, by his meekness, And, by his health, sickness Is driven away Form our immortal day. And now beside thee, bleating lamb, I can lie down and sleep; Or think on him who bore thy name, Graze after thee and weep.” * * „Songs Of Innocence – Night” by William Blake |
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6. | Spiritual Blackout | 03:43 | Show lyrics |
Nocturnal passage to worlds beyond the frame of so called reality... A dream that takes you for a journey across the most twisted scenes as far as your imagination is concerned... Neurons lost in the labyrinth with no exit, an astral body unable to come back... „A spirit passed before me: I beheld The face of immortality unveiled - Deep sleep came down on every eye save mine - And there it stood, - all formless - but divine: Along my bones the creeping flesh did quake; And as my damp hair stiffened, thus it spake: Is man more just than God? Is man more pure Than He who deems even Seraphs insecure? Creatures of clay - vain dwellers in the dust! The moth survives you, and are ye more just? Things of a day! you wither ere the night, Heedless and blind to Wisdom’s wasted light!” * Pray! Devour words and gestures Pray! For all your hope is gone Pray! To stimulate your spirit Slay! Before they’ll take it all... An astral body unable to come back Nocturnal passage to worlds beyond the frame... Passage - dream to be awake... * „A Spirit Passed Before Me” by Lord George Gordon Byron |
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7. | Vi Veri Vniversum Vivus Vici | 04:42 | Show lyrics |
March on! Conquer and take no slaves! For we are here to get back knowledge That has been taken away from us long time ago, that has been stolen from us by pigs who named themselves prophets “Here, where a hero fell, a column falls! Here, where the mimic eagle glared in gold, A midnight vigil holds the swarthy bat! Here, where the dames of Rome their gilded hair (Waved to the wind, now wave the reed and thistle! Here, where on golden throne the monarch lolled), Glides, spectre-like, unto his marble home, Lit by the wan light of the horned moon, The swift and silent lizard of the stones!” * March on! Conquer and take no slaves! For we are here to get back knowledge that has been taken away from us long time ago, that has been stolen from us by pigs who named themselves prophets Rise! Like Phoenix from the ashes Live! According to your thoughts Think! There is no God or Satan... Die! As Phoenix then reborn! March on! Conquer and take no slaves! For we are here to get back knowledge that has been taken away from us long time ago, that has been stolen from us by pigs who named themselves prophets “We rule the hearts of mightiest men - we rule With a despotic sway all giant minds. We are not impotent - we pallid stones. Not all our power is gone - not all our fame Not all the magic of our high renown Not all the wonder that encircles us Not all the mysteries that in us lie Not all the memories that hang upon And cling around about us as a garment, Clothing us in a robe of more than glory.” * * “The Coliseum” by Edgar Allan Poe |
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8. | The Last Farewell | 03:55 | Show lyrics |
„There is a Reaper, whose name is Death, And, with his sickle keen, He reaps the bearded grain at a breath, And the flowers that grow between” * Wipe off the tears that run down your face Frozen in time of your most painful dream And transform them all into an ocean so the dream may sail away „He gazed at the flowers with tearful eyes, He kissed their drooping leaves; It was for the Lord of Paradise He bound them in his sheaves” * „They shall all bloom in fields of light, Transplanted by my care, And saints, upon their garments white, These sacred blossoms wear” * And once they have sailed away from you Never look back so they shall not return! Unless you’d want them to become a pain that gives birth to another worthless tear „O, not in cruelty, not in wrath, The Reaper came that day; ’T was an angel visited the green earth, And took the flowers away” * It’s the last farewell… * „The Reaper And The Flowers” by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Dedicated to Maksim Khlevinskyi (1984–2008) |
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9. | Solitude | 04:16 | Show lyrics |
„A dreamer is one who can only find his way by moonlight, and his punishment is that he sees the dawn before the rest of the world” * * Oscar Wilde |
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10. | Prince of the East | 07:47 | Show lyrics |
FAUSTUS: (...) When Mephistophilis shall stand by me, What god can hurt thee, Faustus? Thou art safe Cast no more doubts. Come, Mephistophilis, And bring glad tidings from great Lucifer; Is’t not midnight? Come, Mephistophilis, Veni, veni, Mephistophile! (Enter MEPHISTOPHILIS) Now tell me what says Lucifer, thy lord? MEPHISTOPHILIS: That I shall wait on Faustus whilst he lives, So he will buy my service with his soul. FAUSTUS: Already Faustus hath hazarded that for thee. MEPHISTOPHILIS: But, Faustus, thou must bequeath it solemnly, And write a deed of gift with thine own blood; For that security craves great Lucifer. If thou deny it, I will back to hell. FAUSTUS: Stay, Mephistophilis, and tell me, what good will my soul do thy lord? MEPHISTOPHILIS: Enlarge his kingdom. FAUSTUS: Is that the reason why he tempts us thus? MEPHISTOPHILIS: Solamen miseris socios habuisse doloris. FAUSTUS: Why, have you any pain that torture others?! MEPHISTOPHILIS: As great as have the human souls of men. But, tell me, Faustus, shall I have thy soul? And I will be thy slave, and wait on thee, And give thee more than thou hast wit to ask. FAUSTUS: Ay, Mephistophilis, I give it thee. MEPHISTOPHILIS: Then, Faustus, stab thine arm courageously, And bind thy soul, that at some certain day Great Lucifer may claim it as his own; And then be thou as great as Lucifer. FAUSTUS: [Stabbing his arm] Mephistophilis, for love of thee, I cut mine arm, and with my proper blood Assure my soul to be great Lucifer’s, Chief lord and regent of perpetual night! View here the blood that trickles from mine arm, And let it be propitious for my wish. MEPHISTOPHILIS: But, Faustus, thou must Write it in manner of a deed of gift. (Re-enter MEPHISTOPHILIS with DEVILS, who give crowns and rich apparel to FAUSTUS, dance, and then depart) FAUSTUS: Speak, Mephistophilis, what means this show? MEPHISTOPHILIS: Nothing, Faustus, but to delight thy mind withal, And to shew thee what magic can perform. FAUSTUS: But may I raise up spirits when I please? MEPHISTOPHILIS: Ay, Faustus, and do greater things than these. FAUSTUS: Then there’s enough for a thousand souls. Here, Mephistophilis, receive this scroll, A deed of gift of body and of soul: But yet conditionally that thou perform All articles prescrib’d between us both. MEPHISTOPHILIS: Faustus, I swear by hell and Lucifer To effect all promises between us made! FAUSTUS: Then hear me read them. [Reads] On these conditions following. First, that Faustus may be a spirit in form and substance. Secondly, that Mephistophilis shall be his servant, and at his command. Thirdly, that Mephistophilis shall do for him, and bring him whatsoever he desires. Fourthly, that he shall be in his chamber or house invisible. Lastly, that he shall appear to the said John Faustus, at all times, in what form or shape so ever he please. I, John Faustus, of Wertenberg, doctor, by these presents, do give both body and soul to Lucifer Prince of The East, and his minister Mephistophilis (...) MEPHISTOPHILIS: Speak, Faustus, do you deliver this as your deed? FAUSTUS: Ay, take it, and the devil give thee good on’t! MEPHISTOPHILIS: Now, Faustus, ask what thou wilt. FAUSTUS: First will I question with thee about hell. Tell me, where is the place that men call hell? MEPHISTOPHILIS: Under the heavens. FAUSTUS: Ay, but whereabout? MEPHISTOPHILIS: Within the bowels of these elements, Where we are tortur’d and remain for ever: Hell hath no limits, nor is circumscrib’d In one self place; for where we are is hell, And where hell is, there must we ever be: And, to conclude, when all the world dissolves, And every creature shall be purified, All places shall be hell that are not heaven. FAUSTUS: Come, I think hell’s a fable. MEPHISTOPHILIS: Ay, think so still, till experience change thy mind. FAUSTUS: Why, think’st thou, then, that Faustus shall be damn’d? MEPHISTOPHILIS: Ay, of necessity, for here’s the scroll Wherein thou hast given thy soul to Lucifer. FAUSTUS: Ay, and body too: but what of that? Think’st thou that Faustus is so fond to imagine That, after this life, there is any pain? Tush, these are trifles and mere old wives’ tales. MEPHISTOPHILIS: But, Faustus, I am an instance to prove the contrary, For I am damn’d, and am now in hell * * „The Tragical History of Dr Faustus - 1604" by Christopher Marlowe |
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Adventvs - Eritis Sicvt Devs
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Quazarre | Vocals, Guitars, Guitars (acoustic) (tracks 1-2), Keyboards (tracks 3-5) |
Icanraz | Drums (tracks 1-2) |
Vraath | Bass (tracks 1-2), Vocals (backing) (tracks 1-2) |
Starash | Guitars (tracks 3-5) |
Turqouissa | Keyboards (tracks 3-5) |
Guest/Session | |
Paweł "Wołek" Wołczyk | Bass (tracks 3-5), Drum programming (tracks 3-5) |
Contemplatron | Overtone chanting, Dril-bu, Chau gong (tracks 1, 2) |
Wojciech ‘Flumen’ Kostrzewa | Keyboards, Samples (tracks 1, 2) |
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Arkadiusz Malczewski | Mixing, Mastering (tracks 1-2) |
Paweł Wołczyk | Recording (tracks 3-5) |
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1. | Adventvs Regis | 10:01 | Show lyrics |
“Chcę niszczyć nie na to, żeby odbudowywać ruiny, ale na to żeby niszczyć. Bo zniszczenie jest moim dogmatem, moją wiarą, mojem ubóstwieniem. Może przecież w tem wszystkiem tkwi myśl o ludzkości, ale to jest mi obojętne. Chcę tylko zniszczenia...” The expectation of things to come... Transformation of the human nature. Discrepant emotions that boil inside of you Are now becoming clear. Things you’ve gone through Have left deep scars across your tortured soul. Blood has been shed And thus a new vision has been born. So, do what thou wilt! And fuck the worthless scum of the Earth! Dream! Fear not to reach Where others do not even dare! Think of the past But place yourself on the other end of the rainbow... Embrace your fate, come into being once again... Adventvs Regis! Listen to horns announce his coming... ...and pray to no one ever since. Adventvs Regis! Welcome the king inside you And pray to no one ever since. Adventvs Regis! Listen to horns announce his coming... As you’re a slave no more, forevermore! Eritis sicut Deus! Eritis sicut Deus! Open up his wounds rub salt into them and squeeze them hard. Make him feel again the pain of every soul his spirit was meant to bestow upon. Oh mighty Lord! Are you the one who was meant to save me? Save me and other scum of the Earth? How does it feel now to be a victim? A victim of your own pathetic masterplan... The expectation of things to come... Transformation of the human nature. Discrepant emotions that boil inside of you Are now becoming clear. “Jest przecież wiele w tem prawdy, że wszyscy jesteśmy dziećmi Szatana. Wszyscy ci, którzy gnani rozpaczą i zwątpieniem czują trwogę, wszyscy ci, których sumienie jest obciążone... I jest w tem wiele słusznego, że życie jest królestwem Szatana: piekłem... Po śmierci ujrzymy może coś tak głupiego i banalnego, jak raj... Zresztą sądzę, że wszystko to, w co ludzie wierzą, jest nieprawdą – przeciwnie...” |
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2. | Meteoron | 06:52 | Show lyrics |
Come, oh Mother Night And spread your wings over their dreams. Let me taste their peaceful yearning For delusive wishes to come true. Let me see your light dance With the shadows of their souls. Born from your womb Meteoron. Cast down from heaven racing fast toward the Earth Meteoron... Now watch him devour the world in which they live. Come, oh Father Storm And blow the sails of their ignorance. Let your anger fall upon them... Rape their guardian angels! Rip their fucking hearts out! May that carrion left at the mercy of vultures Remind survivors of certain values. Let it be a warning to those who thought they ruled this world Since they’re nothing but usurpers to the throne. The Morning Star Meteoron. Cast down from heaven racing fast toward the Earth. Meteoron... “Jestem tylko meteorem, który na chwilę zabłyśnie, na chwilę ludzkość straszy i przeraża, a potem nagle niknie – a szczęśliwy jestem, że tym przeświadczeniem żyję. Droga meteorom wyznaczona jest miliard razy dłuższa aniżeli zwykłym gwiazdom...” “Być meteorem, to istotna moja tęsknota: zniszczyć na swej drodze kilka światów, roztopić je w sobie, wzbogacić się nimi i po miliardach lat znowu powrócić, stokroć gorętszym blaskiem rozpłonąć, wieść nowe przemiany i wywody i znowu zniknąć – to to, co w moich najkosztowniejszych snach przeżywam... Niech zgasnę, czym prędzej zgasnę, bym mógl tylko we wzmożonej potędze powrócić... A wrócę – wrócę!” |
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3. | Moon | 19:48 | Show lyrics |
It’s the last gasp... In winsome silence I rested on the house of the passing world to fulfill the tragedy of my own life, among thousands of forgotten existences. It’s astounding, how many tears had to be cried out, how many grains of sand penetrated through the fingers of cruel time, before I came here deprived of the rags of ignorance left with just a stubborn picture of deadness or life that’s waiting for me... I curse that day when Gods sent me that gift staying on the lonely particle of my Ego. I curse that sword and scales laying in my bleeding hands. Some crazy, protracted note is gnawing into chasms of my consciousness tearing into pieces the memory of the deepest dreams, crushing and smashing everything inside of the eternal element of duration of the fantasy that I created against the unfriendly forces’ will. The only thing I remember is the immortal, horribly bright Look, secular essence of life and death. Just like the lonesome lightning that brightens impenetrable darkness of the dead horizon. I remember the abyss with no beginning, with no end, abyss growing bigger and bigger at frightfully fast rate, to finally reach the dimension I couldn’t conceive even in my mind’s eye... And then was only the silent scream that snatched my drifting body from the embrace of the Silent Ruler of The Infinity. Now, I know what I really desire! Unsheathed blade of my liberation that shone with silver of the saddened moon... In the dim candlelight I find again the stairs leading to a stage. Slowly, my hands are scattering the thickening smoke. I’m reaching the next steps. I can’t stop anymore. There’s only one moment left... Only there I will find longed-for tranquility. | |||
4. | Var | 14:23 | Show lyrics |
Listen... Here it is the majesty of silence. It’s a beauty of gardens of divine unconsciousness ...and harp’s silver strings pulling by the gasp of the wind. Angel sadness. Angel peace. The shine of the most distant star dried out the ocean of remembrance. No!!! There’s still one drop left... The pearl of free conscience in the crown of poisoned restraint. Close your tired eyes. You will see the desire of glory enveloped in the veil of virginity. Over the tops of Your imagination gleamed a new sun... Tear off the flower fed on its rays. You’re silent. In naked imagination you paint the schizoid picture of your passion. Only you and your flower – the fruit of diabolical lust that you don’t try to hide. Oh, what a beautiful scent, what a beautiful sight. Kiss the petals of sin, kiss the womb of Eternity. The morning dawn drinks off the dew of your memories. It’s them! Jealous angels... They’ve cut the gown of the Night with the dagger of betray, to master a heart that begot a pleasure. Feel, how your heart burns with hate. Amongst the ripples of the painful memory you will hear the inner calling reminding the desire of revenge. The call of bestial nature. The one which stole the colour of your passion will pay for it with his life. The blade of free conscience is seized with desire of rage... Of blood!!! Yes... blood!!! | |||
5. | Dies Irae | 11:38 | Show lyrics |
Your name is cursed... Why? Yes, you remember now. In frantic wrath you recognize the pictures of time. Monuments of your own crime you bedew with silver tears. There’s no reason to grieve, grief becomes vain. Let the sword of Macrocosmos smash the enemies of freedom. Only one is worthy of bliss, who has the seed of desire. War against the usurpers of glory!!! War agains the thieves of happiness!!! The hideous vision of gratification kindle the new delights... The stream of crimson soiled a heavenly light. The landscapes of compensation painted in the blood of indifference. Hills around are overgrown with the forest of crosses but upon the one, there’s no flesh of the liar... Once again you look with pride at the flower enveloped in the veil of victory. But... What’s that?! Your deepest lust’s crown is covered in the sperm of bitterness. Flower created in shameful jealousy wounds your tired hands. Look! How it shivers unconsciously on the wind in silent convulsions. Look at those piles of bodies covered in the cosmic dust of a Night. Silence... Only the mourning bell rings The Last Requiem. | |||
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Adventvs - Eritis Sicvt Devs
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Quazarre | Vocals, Guitars, Guitars (acoustic) (tracks 1-2), Keyboards (tracks 3-5) |
Icanraz | Drums (tracks 1-2) |
Vraath | Bass (tracks 1-2), Vocals (backing) (tracks 1-2) |
Starash | Guitars (tracks 3-5) |
Turqouissa | Keyboards (tracks 3-5) |
Guest/Session | |
Paweł "Wołek" Wołczyk | Bass (tracks 3-5), Drum programming (tracks 3-5) |
Wojciech ‘Flumen’ Kostrzewa | Keyboards, Samples (tracks 1, 2) |
Contemplatron | Overtone chanting, Dril-bu, Chau gong (tracks 1, 2) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Arkadiusz Malczewski | Mixing, Mastering (tracks 1-2) |
Paweł Wołczyk | Recording (tracks 3-5) |
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1. | Adventvs Regis | 10:01 | Show lyrics |
“Chcę niszczyć nie na to, żeby odbudowywać ruiny, ale na to żeby niszczyć. Bo zniszczenie jest moim dogmatem, moją wiarą, mojem ubóstwieniem. Może przecież w tem wszystkiem tkwi myśl o ludzkości, ale to jest mi obojętne. Chcę tylko zniszczenia...” The expectation of things to come... Transformation of the human nature. Discrepant emotions that boil inside of you Are now becoming clear. Things you’ve gone through Have left deep scars across your tortured soul. Blood has been shed And thus a new vision has been born. So, do what thou wilt! And fuck the worthless scum of the Earth! Dream! Fear not to reach Where others do not even dare! Think of the past But place yourself on the other end of the rainbow... Embrace your fate, come into being once again... Adventvs Regis! Listen to horns announce his coming... ...and pray to no one ever since. Adventvs Regis! Welcome the king inside you And pray to no one ever since. Adventvs Regis! Listen to horns announce his coming... As you’re a slave no more, forevermore! Eritis sicut Deus! Eritis sicut Deus! Open up his wounds rub salt into them and squeeze them hard. Make him feel again the pain of every soul his spirit was meant to bestow upon. Oh mighty Lord! Are you the one who was meant to save me? Save me and other scum of the Earth? How does it feel now to be a victim? A victim of your own pathetic masterplan... The expectation of things to come... Transformation of the human nature. Discrepant emotions that boil inside of you Are now becoming clear. “Jest przecież wiele w tem prawdy, że wszyscy jesteśmy dziećmi Szatana. Wszyscy ci, którzy gnani rozpaczą i zwątpieniem czują trwogę, wszyscy ci, których sumienie jest obciążone... I jest w tem wiele słusznego, że życie jest królestwem Szatana: piekłem... Po śmierci ujrzymy może coś tak głupiego i banalnego, jak raj... Zresztą sądzę, że wszystko to, w co ludzie wierzą, jest nieprawdą – przeciwnie...” |
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2. | Meteoron | 06:52 | Show lyrics |
Come, oh Mother Night And spread your wings over their dreams. Let me taste their peaceful yearning For delusive wishes to come true. Let me see your light dance With the shadows of their souls. Born from your womb Meteoron. Cast down from heaven racing fast toward the Earth Meteoron... Now watch him devour the world in which they live. Come, oh Father Storm And blow the sails of their ignorance. Let your anger fall upon them... Rape their guardian angels! Rip their fucking hearts out! May that carrion left at the mercy of vultures Remind survivors of certain values. Let it be a warning to those who thought they ruled this world Since they’re nothing but usurpers to the throne. The Morning Star Meteoron. Cast down from heaven racing fast toward the Earth. Meteoron... “Jestem tylko meteorem, który na chwilę zabłyśnie, na chwilę ludzkość straszy i przeraża, a potem nagle niknie – a szczęśliwy jestem, że tym przeświadczeniem żyję. Droga meteorom wyznaczona jest miliard razy dłuższa aniżeli zwykłym gwiazdom...” “Być meteorem, to istotna moja tęsknota: zniszczyć na swej drodze kilka światów, roztopić je w sobie, wzbogacić się nimi i po miliardach lat znowu powrócić, stokroć gorętszym blaskiem rozpłonąć, wieść nowe przemiany i wywody i znowu zniknąć – to to, co w moich najkosztowniejszych snach przeżywam... Niech zgasnę, czym prędzej zgasnę, bym mógl tylko we wzmożonej potędze powrócić... A wrócę – wrócę!” |
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3. | Moon | 19:48 | Show lyrics |
It’s the last gasp... In winsome silence I rested on the house of the passing world to fulfill the tragedy of my own life, among thousands of forgotten existences. It’s astounding, how many tears had to be cried out, how many grains of sand penetrated through the fingers of cruel time, before I came here deprived of the rags of ignorance left with just a stubborn picture of deadness or life that’s waiting for me... I curse that day when Gods sent me that gift staying on the lonely particle of my Ego. I curse that sword and scales laying in my bleeding hands. Some crazy, protracted note is gnawing into chasms of my consciousness tearing into pieces the memory of the deepest dreams, crushing and smashing everything inside of the eternal element of duration of the fantasy that I created against the unfriendly forces’ will. The only thing I remember is the immortal, horribly bright Look, secular essence of life and death. Just like the lonesome lightning that brightens impenetrable darkness of the dead horizon. I remember the abyss with no beginning, with no end, abyss growing bigger and bigger at frightfully fast rate, to finally reach the dimension I couldn’t conceive even in my mind’s eye... And then was only the silent scream that snatched my drifting body from the embrace of the Silent Ruler of The Infinity. Now, I know what I really desire! Unsheathed blade of my liberation that shone with silver of the saddened moon... In the dim candlelight I find again the stairs leading to a stage. Slowly, my hands are scattering the thickening smoke. I’m reaching the next steps. I can’t stop anymore. There’s only one moment left... Only there I will find longed-for tranquility. | |||
4. | Var | 14:23 | Show lyrics |
Listen... Here it is the majesty of silence. It’s a beauty of gardens of divine unconsciousness ...and harp’s silver strings pulling by the gasp of the wind. Angel sadness. Angel peace. The shine of the most distant star dried out the ocean of remembrance. No!!! There’s still one drop left... The pearl of free conscience in the crown of poisoned restraint. Close your tired eyes. You will see the desire of glory enveloped in the veil of virginity. Over the tops of Your imagination gleamed a new sun... Tear off the flower fed on its rays. You’re silent. In naked imagination you paint the schizoid picture of your passion. Only you and your flower – the fruit of diabolical lust that you don’t try to hide. Oh, what a beautiful scent, what a beautiful sight. Kiss the petals of sin, kiss the womb of Eternity. The morning dawn drinks off the dew of your memories. It’s them! Jealous angels... They’ve cut the gown of the Night with the dagger of betray, to master a heart that begot a pleasure. Feel, how your heart burns with hate. Amongst the ripples of the painful memory you will hear the inner calling reminding the desire of revenge. The call of bestial nature. The one which stole the colour of your passion will pay for it with his life. The blade of free conscience is seized with desire of rage... Of blood!!! Yes... blood!!! | |||
5. | Dies Irae | 11:38 | Show lyrics |
Your name is cursed... Why? Yes, you remember now. In frantic wrath you recognize the pictures of time. Monuments of your own crime you bedew with silver tears. There’s no reason to grieve, grief becomes vain. Let the sword of Macrocosmos smash the enemies of freedom. Only one is worthy of bliss, who has the seed of desire. War against the usurpers of glory!!! War agains the thieves of happiness!!! The hideous vision of gratification kindle the new delights... The stream of crimson soiled a heavenly light. The landscapes of compensation painted in the blood of indifference. Hills around are overgrown with the forest of crosses but upon the one, there’s no flesh of the liar... Once again you look with pride at the flower enveloped in the veil of victory. But... What’s that?! Your deepest lust’s crown is covered in the sperm of bitterness. Flower created in shameful jealousy wounds your tired hands. Look! How it shivers unconsciously on the wind in silent convulsions. Look at those piles of bodies covered in the cosmic dust of a Night. Silence... Only the mourning bell rings The Last Requiem. | |||
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Adventvs - Eritis Sicvt Devs
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Quazarre | Vocals, Guitars, Guitars (acoustic) (tracks 1-2), Keyboards (tracks 3-5) |
Icanraz | Drums (tracks 1-2) |
Vraath | Bass (tracks 1-2), Vocals (backing) (tracks 1-2) |
Starash | Guitars (tracks 3-5) |
Turqouissa | Keyboards (tracks 3-5) |
Guest/Session | |
Paweł "Wołek" Wołczyk | Bass (tracks 3-5), Drum programming (tracks 3-5) |
Contemplatron | Overtone chanting, Dril-bu, Chau gong (tracks 1, 2) |
Wojciech ‘Flumen’ Kostrzewa | Keyboards, Samples (tracks 1, 2) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Arkadiusz Malczewski | Mixing, Mastering (tracks 1-2) |
Paweł Wołczyk | Recording (tracks 3-5) |
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1. | Adventvs Regis | 10:01 | Show lyrics |
“Chcę niszczyć nie na to, żeby odbudowywać ruiny, ale na to żeby niszczyć. Bo zniszczenie jest moim dogmatem, moją wiarą, mojem ubóstwieniem. Może przecież w tem wszystkiem tkwi myśl o ludzkości, ale to jest mi obojętne. Chcę tylko zniszczenia...” The expectation of things to come... Transformation of the human nature. Discrepant emotions that boil inside of you Are now becoming clear. Things you’ve gone through Have left deep scars across your tortured soul. Blood has been shed And thus a new vision has been born. So, do what thou wilt! And fuck the worthless scum of the Earth! Dream! Fear not to reach Where others do not even dare! Think of the past But place yourself on the other end of the rainbow... Embrace your fate, come into being once again... Adventvs Regis! Listen to horns announce his coming... ...and pray to no one ever since. Adventvs Regis! Welcome the king inside you And pray to no one ever since. Adventvs Regis! Listen to horns announce his coming... As you’re a slave no more, forevermore! Eritis sicut Deus! Eritis sicut Deus! Open up his wounds rub salt into them and squeeze them hard. Make him feel again the pain of every soul his spirit was meant to bestow upon. Oh mighty Lord! Are you the one who was meant to save me? Save me and other scum of the Earth? How does it feel now to be a victim? A victim of your own pathetic masterplan... The expectation of things to come... Transformation of the human nature. Discrepant emotions that boil inside of you Are now becoming clear. “Jest przecież wiele w tem prawdy, że wszyscy jesteśmy dziećmi Szatana. Wszyscy ci, którzy gnani rozpaczą i zwątpieniem czują trwogę, wszyscy ci, których sumienie jest obciążone... I jest w tem wiele słusznego, że życie jest królestwem Szatana: piekłem... Po śmierci ujrzymy może coś tak głupiego i banalnego, jak raj... Zresztą sądzę, że wszystko to, w co ludzie wierzą, jest nieprawdą – przeciwnie...” |
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2. | Meteoron | 06:52 | Show lyrics |
Come, oh Mother Night And spread your wings over their dreams. Let me taste their peaceful yearning For delusive wishes to come true. Let me see your light dance With the shadows of their souls. Born from your womb Meteoron. Cast down from heaven racing fast toward the Earth Meteoron... Now watch him devour the world in which they live. Come, oh Father Storm And blow the sails of their ignorance. Let your anger fall upon them... Rape their guardian angels! Rip their fucking hearts out! May that carrion left at the mercy of vultures Remind survivors of certain values. Let it be a warning to those who thought they ruled this world Since they’re nothing but usurpers to the throne. The Morning Star Meteoron. Cast down from heaven racing fast toward the Earth. Meteoron... “Jestem tylko meteorem, który na chwilę zabłyśnie, na chwilę ludzkość straszy i przeraża, a potem nagle niknie – a szczęśliwy jestem, że tym przeświadczeniem żyję. Droga meteorom wyznaczona jest miliard razy dłuższa aniżeli zwykłym gwiazdom...” “Być meteorem, to istotna moja tęsknota: zniszczyć na swej drodze kilka światów, roztopić je w sobie, wzbogacić się nimi i po miliardach lat znowu powrócić, stokroć gorętszym blaskiem rozpłonąć, wieść nowe przemiany i wywody i znowu zniknąć – to to, co w moich najkosztowniejszych snach przeżywam... Niech zgasnę, czym prędzej zgasnę, bym mógl tylko we wzmożonej potędze powrócić... A wrócę – wrócę!” |
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16:53 |
The I
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Quazarre | Vocals, Guitars (lead), Guitars (rhythm), Guitars (acoustic), Songwriting, Lyrics |
Icanraz | Drums |
Vraath | Bass, Vocals (backing) |
Guest/Session | |
Mike Wead | Guitars (lead) (track 5) |
Ares | Vocals (additional) (track 5) |
Przemysław Nowak | Effects |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Infected Minds | Artwork, Design, Layout |
Quazarre | Producer, Recording (guitars) |
Icanraz | Producer |
Konrad "Darky" Nawojczyk | Lyrics |
Przemysław Nowak | Producer, Mixing, Mastering, Re-amping (guitars), Recording (vocals) |
Piotr Polak | Recording (drums) |
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1. | The I | 05:14 | Show lyrics |
O przyjdź, jesienią – wdziej szatę lekką, białą, zwiewną,
pajęczą; rzuć na hebanowe swoje włosy perły rosy, lśniące zimnych barw tęczą. Gold-encrusted book of lies and the blessed flock enticed reign of broken will and rites bizarre upon deaf ears fall the pleading cries O przyjdź, jesienią – owiana skargą tęskną, rzewną żurawi, w dal płynących szarą niebios tonią, tchnącą wonią kwiatów, które mróz krwawi. Watch mortal man succumb to misery scattered dreams eclipsed cultivating horrid fallacy caressed by death’s lips O przyjdź, jesienią – w chwilę zmierzchu senną, niepewną – i dłonie swe przejrzyste, miękkie, woniejące na cierpiące połóż mi skronie o Śmierci!... In glory I rejoice, wash my wounds clean in torment I evolve behold the I supreme |
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2. | The Dove and the Serpent | 07:32 | Show lyrics |
W framudze smukły krzyż z diamentu płonie – na ziemi dymi się trumienny krzyż... W błyskawicowym ścian zaklętych kole cień stoi smukły – pręży głowę wzwyż – w cień, co mu z ramion schyla się do czoła – w cień, co rękami rąk się jego chwyta i w nieme żalem, w zachwycone usta całuje smukły cień... Witness to the mysteries of old times, resurrect lost ways anew set my eyes high upon crimson skies and burn my way right through descendants of the dark age, a repressive reign of blame time and again vile shepherds revel in their lambs shame Sinister shades of destiny symbolic principles of the divine bitter dogs of Christ civilization’s ultimate decline Reason outweighed by the cross infested theatre of redemption whilst the buried don’t lie swarm the lords of aberration cleansing storms, broken bones, a spiritual crown of thorns marionettes at work in the hands of the king of worms Invoke me under my stars! Love is the law, love under will. Nor let the fools mistake love; for there are love and love. There is the dove, and there is the serpent. Malarky of a kingdom above all the omnipotent and his bastard son enthroned ...weeping saviour, self-proclaimed ruler to a land beyond |
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3. | Eosphoros | 04:54 | Show lyrics |
Burden of the flesh and grieving soul a dormant contestant to the throne seek beyond the blood-stained stone and follow not that which is not of flesh and bone Wandering restless through the ages, cast aside for standing proud, contesting the powers that be and holding strong your ground born at dawn of time, denounce mortal sin and shine bright spread your wings and lead the way, grand embodiment of light Jam blaskiem słońc miliardów co wzrok ludzkości spala gdy w swym zachwycie, omamiona, ku nieboskłonie głowę wznosząc od ciała swego, od ziemskich zmartwień, w bezkresu wieczność się oddala... Witnessing the imminent fall of mankind enslavement of the blind at heart and mind awaiting to break dawn, the Morning Star bringer of hope for night and day to realign Oh, Eosphoros! Burn my eyes out so that I could see real light Eosphoros! |
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4. | Blood Imprinted Stigma | 10:01 | Show lyrics |
Not one to turn the other cheek nor one to turn a blind eye not one to walk among the Earth’s slime flame of passion burning close to heart crucify all doubt to rise above the divine give thanks not unto God for he is unworthy of Thy praise Wars to be lead and fights to be won derelict monarch to be overthrown not one to sacrifice himself, nor one to make a covenant a pact with the Devil signed with Thy own blood Disavowal the long-standing epitaph to reason fearing not to stare beyond the seventh sea restless mind unbound, crumbling the divine holding dear that which God failed to foresee... Lift the curse of blood imprinted stigma shed Thy light upon the darkest side of man awaken the bereft of self with Thy splendor put an end to mortal prophet’s reign Guided by Darkness You may close your eyes yet see what others cannot see scream of vengeance paint the skies with blood let angels tremble with fear, let them feel your wrath hold high the torch of Prometheus’ dream and keep that flame alive Pragnę z pamięci świata tak doszczętnie wymrzeć, by z nazwy nie zostało śladu – by mnie nie poznał nikt po dawnym piętnie, gdy ląd pozdrowię z floty mej pokładu. Przeistoczenia szukać w morzu, w ogniu, w chmurach, w ziemi, przeistoczony wrócić w głusz mego domu cmentarną, z twarzy osłupionych czar ustami zdjąć budzącemi. Bleed the eyes of the unworthy, drive Thy wrath through their hearts feed their remnants to the wolves and put an end to holy rites |
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5. | Ipse Philosophvs, Daemon, Devs et Omnia | 07:57 | Show lyrics |
Hear, O heavens! Listen, O earth! For the Lord has spoken: I reared children and brought them up, but they have rebelled against me Their worm will not die, nor will their fire be quenched, and they will be loathsome to all mankind. Verses inverted to please and suit an obscure masquerade of life collapse of all reason, lambs of God depraved, lobotomized merge night and day, purge holy scriptures with Thy ancient flame terminate the insolent, feast victorious, reestablish Thy domain Wśród woni kwiatów, w zamku z marmuru, pod groźną głębią otchłani gwiazd, wśród słońc konania, demonów chóru, w dziki kraj widzeń uczynić wjazd. Pod chłostą dźwięków mdleć w wirach tańca (...) (...) W głuchych muzeów samotnej sali, gdy na posągi kir rzuci mrok. Chciał(a)bym wskrzesić tych, co skonali, w kamiennych oczach zapalić wzrok; ściągnąć na ziemię wrzawę Walhalli, niechby w niej zagrzmiał Tytanów krok! Zgłuszyć bek stada szaleństwem bogów, z Olimpu wzgardą zmiażdżyć rój wrogów. Purge the soul of dogma and flaws, rid the flesh of misplaced scars stand strong against the tide and the blood-drenched castle of lies Ponad ogromem mgławic – w bezmiarze, gdzie zgasłą iskrą – nasz błotny świat, tonąć w miliardów gwiazd mknących gwarze, poić się ogniem – żywiołów brat. Ipse philosophus, daemon, Deus et omnia |
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6. | Czerń i biel | 06:34 | Show lyrics |
Czytamy świat całą noc i dzień gdzie ty czytasz czerń, ja czytam biel czarne jest białe a białe to czerń Trzecim Okiem – widzę światło, lecz Ciebie, Najdroższa... ...pogrąża cień Zważ, że jest Kościół Prawdziwy którego biel zniszczyć nie może i nie przemoże go nic Zajrzyj w mrok tajemnicy bo tam... W ukrytej czarnej ciszy czarna zbiera się brać pośród Agape tajemnej płonie czerwień ich serc Sekret sekretny przysięga Milczenia i przysięga Krwi cóż oni robią? Kim są ci czernią spowici pośród braterskiej krwi? Ich prawdziwego oblicza nie zna nikt sekret sekretny czarnej krwi Widzę! Jest tam Czarna Królowa i Czarny Rycerz obejmuje ją ich serca gorące biją jak czarny dzwon uderzają z mocą z mocą tysięcy słońc uderzają mosiężnie on obejmuje ją W jeden czarny takt ich ciała gorące w jeden czarny takt unosić się chcą i biją z mocą ich serca gorące Czarny rytm czarnego słońca Ogień zapłonął! Ogień zapłonął! Ogień ich krwi! Jest Czarny Zakon który przemieni ten świat wykuwając czarne myśli wykuwając tysiące prawd i białe upadnie nastanie Czerń i serca gorące w jeden pójdą rytm czarny rytm czarnego słońca zespoli ich Bo Czerń jest zwycięska Białą jest Śmierć |
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7. | The Fatal Messiah | 09:03 | Show lyrics |
Idolatry divine pious words in disguise remedy at hand bestowed upon blind eyes deprived of thought and will trading words of scorn infested, vicious hearts flock as one with martyr son Enlightenment denied banished from the kingdom of the ignorant Drzewo samotne, obnażone podnosi chude swe ramiona, rozpaczy hymny śle chropawe do stalowego nieba próżni. Pod drzewem stoi krzyż zmurszały, na nim rozpięty Chrystus kona, wznosząc swe oczy beznadziejne do stalowego nieba próżni. Pod krzyżem dusza ma cierpiąca z otchłani czarnej swej nicości wznosi pragnienia obłąkane do stalowego nieba próżni. Scriptures of a somber lord, a testament to Babylon’s whore celebrating winds of plague, filth-encrusted desolate souls untimely demise of the mourning soul, deprived of worldly desires restraint, blindfolded and gagged, bound to follow the fatal messiah |
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51:15 |
The I
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Original line-up | |
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Quazarre | Vocals, Guitars (lead), Guitars (rhythm), Guitars (acoustic), Songwriting, Lyrics |
Icanraz | Drums |
Vraath | Bass, Vocals (backing) |
Guest/Session | |
Przemysław Nowak | Effects |
Mike Wead | Guitars (lead) (track 5) |
Ares | Vocals (additional) (track 5) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Infected Minds | Artwork, Design, Layout |
Przemysław Nowak | Re-amping (guitars), Recording (vocals), Producer, Mixing, Mastering |
Quazarre | Producer, Recording (guitars) |
Piotr Polak | Recording (drums) |
Icanraz | Producer |
Konrad "Darky" Nawojczyk | Lyrics |
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1. | The I | 05:14 | Show lyrics |
O przyjdź, jesienią – wdziej szatę lekką, białą, zwiewną,
pajęczą; rzuć na hebanowe swoje włosy perły rosy, lśniące zimnych barw tęczą. Gold-encrusted book of lies and the blessed flock enticed reign of broken will and rites bizarre upon deaf ears fall the pleading cries O przyjdź, jesienią – owiana skargą tęskną, rzewną żurawi, w dal płynących szarą niebios tonią, tchnącą wonią kwiatów, które mróz krwawi. Watch mortal man succumb to misery scattered dreams eclipsed cultivating horrid fallacy caressed by death’s lips O przyjdź, jesienią – w chwilę zmierzchu senną, niepewną – i dłonie swe przejrzyste, miękkie, woniejące na cierpiące połóż mi skronie o Śmierci!... In glory I rejoice, wash my wounds clean in torment I evolve behold the I supreme |
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2. | The Dove and the Serpent | 07:32 | Show lyrics |
W framudze smukły krzyż z diamentu płonie – na ziemi dymi się trumienny krzyż... W błyskawicowym ścian zaklętych kole cień stoi smukły – pręży głowę wzwyż – w cień, co mu z ramion schyla się do czoła – w cień, co rękami rąk się jego chwyta i w nieme żalem, w zachwycone usta całuje smukły cień... Witness to the mysteries of old times, resurrect lost ways anew set my eyes high upon crimson skies and burn my way right through descendants of the dark age, a repressive reign of blame time and again vile shepherds revel in their lambs shame Sinister shades of destiny symbolic principles of the divine bitter dogs of Christ civilization’s ultimate decline Reason outweighed by the cross infested theatre of redemption whilst the buried don’t lie swarm the lords of aberration cleansing storms, broken bones, a spiritual crown of thorns marionettes at work in the hands of the king of worms Invoke me under my stars! Love is the law, love under will. Nor let the fools mistake love; for there are love and love. There is the dove, and there is the serpent. Malarky of a kingdom above all the omnipotent and his bastard son enthroned ...weeping saviour, self-proclaimed ruler to a land beyond |
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3. | Eosphoros | 04:54 | Show lyrics |
Burden of the flesh and grieving soul a dormant contestant to the throne seek beyond the blood-stained stone and follow not that which is not of flesh and bone Wandering restless through the ages, cast aside for standing proud, contesting the powers that be and holding strong your ground born at dawn of time, denounce mortal sin and shine bright spread your wings and lead the way, grand embodiment of light Jam blaskiem słońc miliardów co wzrok ludzkości spala gdy w swym zachwycie, omamiona, ku nieboskłonie głowę wznosząc od ciała swego, od ziemskich zmartwień, w bezkresu wieczność się oddala... Witnessing the imminent fall of mankind enslavement of the blind at heart and mind awaiting to break dawn, the Morning Star bringer of hope for night and day to realign Oh, Eosphoros! Burn my eyes out so that I could see real light Eosphoros! |
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4. | Blood Imprinted Stigma | 10:01 | Show lyrics |
Not one to turn the other cheek nor one to turn a blind eye not one to walk among the Earth’s slime flame of passion burning close to heart crucify all doubt to rise above the divine give thanks not unto God for he is unworthy of Thy praise Wars to be lead and fights to be won derelict monarch to be overthrown not one to sacrifice himself, nor one to make a covenant a pact with the Devil signed with Thy own blood Disavowal the long-standing epitaph to reason fearing not to stare beyond the seventh sea restless mind unbound, crumbling the divine holding dear that which God failed to foresee... Lift the curse of blood imprinted stigma shed Thy light upon the darkest side of man awaken the bereft of self with Thy splendor put an end to mortal prophet’s reign Guided by Darkness You may close your eyes yet see what others cannot see scream of vengeance paint the skies with blood let angels tremble with fear, let them feel your wrath hold high the torch of Prometheus’ dream and keep that flame alive Pragnę z pamięci świata tak doszczętnie wymrzeć, by z nazwy nie zostało śladu – by mnie nie poznał nikt po dawnym piętnie, gdy ląd pozdrowię z floty mej pokładu. Przeistoczenia szukać w morzu, w ogniu, w chmurach, w ziemi, przeistoczony wrócić w głusz mego domu cmentarną, z twarzy osłupionych czar ustami zdjąć budzącemi. Bleed the eyes of the unworthy, drive Thy wrath through their hearts feed their remnants to the wolves and put an end to holy rites |
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5. | Ipse Philosophvs, Daemon, Devs et Omnia | 07:57 | Show lyrics |
Hear, O heavens! Listen, O earth! For the Lord has spoken: I reared children and brought them up, but they have rebelled against me Their worm will not die, nor will their fire be quenched, and they will be loathsome to all mankind. Verses inverted to please and suit an obscure masquerade of life collapse of all reason, lambs of God depraved, lobotomized merge night and day, purge holy scriptures with Thy ancient flame terminate the insolent, feast victorious, reestablish Thy domain Wśród woni kwiatów, w zamku z marmuru, pod groźną głębią otchłani gwiazd, wśród słońc konania, demonów chóru, w dziki kraj widzeń uczynić wjazd. Pod chłostą dźwięków mdleć w wirach tańca (...) (...) W głuchych muzeów samotnej sali, gdy na posągi kir rzuci mrok. Chciał(a)bym wskrzesić tych, co skonali, w kamiennych oczach zapalić wzrok; ściągnąć na ziemię wrzawę Walhalli, niechby w niej zagrzmiał Tytanów krok! Zgłuszyć bek stada szaleństwem bogów, z Olimpu wzgardą zmiażdżyć rój wrogów. Purge the soul of dogma and flaws, rid the flesh of misplaced scars stand strong against the tide and the blood-drenched castle of lies Ponad ogromem mgławic – w bezmiarze, gdzie zgasłą iskrą – nasz błotny świat, tonąć w miliardów gwiazd mknących gwarze, poić się ogniem – żywiołów brat. Ipse philosophus, daemon, Deus et omnia |
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6. | Czerń i biel | 06:34 | Show lyrics |
Czytamy świat całą noc i dzień gdzie ty czytasz czerń, ja czytam biel czarne jest białe a białe to czerń Trzecim Okiem – widzę światło, lecz Ciebie, Najdroższa... ...pogrąża cień Zważ, że jest Kościół Prawdziwy którego biel zniszczyć nie może i nie przemoże go nic Zajrzyj w mrok tajemnicy bo tam... W ukrytej czarnej ciszy czarna zbiera się brać pośród Agape tajemnej płonie czerwień ich serc Sekret sekretny przysięga Milczenia i przysięga Krwi cóż oni robią? Kim są ci czernią spowici pośród braterskiej krwi? Ich prawdziwego oblicza nie zna nikt sekret sekretny czarnej krwi Widzę! Jest tam Czarna Królowa i Czarny Rycerz obejmuje ją ich serca gorące biją jak czarny dzwon uderzają z mocą z mocą tysięcy słońc uderzają mosiężnie on obejmuje ją W jeden czarny takt ich ciała gorące w jeden czarny takt unosić się chcą i biją z mocą ich serca gorące Czarny rytm czarnego słońca Ogień zapłonął! Ogień zapłonął! Ogień ich krwi! Jest Czarny Zakon który przemieni ten świat wykuwając czarne myśli wykuwając tysiące prawd i białe upadnie nastanie Czerń i serca gorące w jeden pójdą rytm czarny rytm czarnego słońca zespoli ich Bo Czerń jest zwycięska Białą jest Śmierć |
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7. | The Fatal Messiah | 09:03 | Show lyrics |
Idolatry divine pious words in disguise remedy at hand bestowed upon blind eyes deprived of thought and will trading words of scorn infested, vicious hearts flock as one with martyr son Enlightenment denied banished from the kingdom of the ignorant Drzewo samotne, obnażone podnosi chude swe ramiona, rozpaczy hymny śle chropawe do stalowego nieba próżni. Pod drzewem stoi krzyż zmurszały, na nim rozpięty Chrystus kona, wznosząc swe oczy beznadziejne do stalowego nieba próżni. Pod krzyżem dusza ma cierpiąca z otchłani czarnej swej nicości wznosi pragnienia obłąkane do stalowego nieba próżni. Scriptures of a somber lord, a testament to Babylon’s whore celebrating winds of plague, filth-encrusted desolate souls untimely demise of the mourning soul, deprived of worldly desires restraint, blindfolded and gagged, bound to follow the fatal messiah |
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51:15 |
The I
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Quazarre | Vocals, Guitars (lead), Guitars (rhythm), Guitars (acoustic), Songwriting, Lyrics |
Icanraz | Drums |
Vraath | Bass, Vocals (backing) |
Guest/Session | |
Przemysław Nowak | Effects |
Mike Wead | Guitars (lead) (track 5) |
Ares | Vocals (additional) (track 5) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Infected Minds | Artwork, Design, Layout |
Przemysław Nowak | Re-amping (guitars), Recording (vocals), Producer, Mixing, Mastering |
Quazarre | Producer, Recording (guitars) |
Piotr Polak | Recording (drums) |
Icanraz | Producer |
Konrad "Darky" Nawojczyk | Lyrics |
Tracks | |||
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1. | The I | 05:14 | Show lyrics |
O przyjdź, jesienią – wdziej szatę lekką, białą, zwiewną,
pajęczą; rzuć na hebanowe swoje włosy perły rosy, lśniące zimnych barw tęczą. Gold-encrusted book of lies and the blessed flock enticed reign of broken will and rites bizarre upon deaf ears fall the pleading cries O przyjdź, jesienią – owiana skargą tęskną, rzewną żurawi, w dal płynących szarą niebios tonią, tchnącą wonią kwiatów, które mróz krwawi. Watch mortal man succumb to misery scattered dreams eclipsed cultivating horrid fallacy caressed by death’s lips O przyjdź, jesienią – w chwilę zmierzchu senną, niepewną – i dłonie swe przejrzyste, miękkie, woniejące na cierpiące połóż mi skronie o Śmierci!... In glory I rejoice, wash my wounds clean in torment I evolve behold the I supreme |
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2. | The Dove and the Serpent | 07:32 | Show lyrics |
W framudze smukły krzyż z diamentu płonie – na ziemi dymi się trumienny krzyż... W błyskawicowym ścian zaklętych kole cień stoi smukły – pręży głowę wzwyż – w cień, co mu z ramion schyla się do czoła – w cień, co rękami rąk się jego chwyta i w nieme żalem, w zachwycone usta całuje smukły cień... Witness to the mysteries of old times, resurrect lost ways anew set my eyes high upon crimson skies and burn my way right through descendants of the dark age, a repressive reign of blame time and again vile shepherds revel in their lambs shame Sinister shades of destiny symbolic principles of the divine bitter dogs of Christ civilization’s ultimate decline Reason outweighed by the cross infested theatre of redemption whilst the buried don’t lie swarm the lords of aberration cleansing storms, broken bones, a spiritual crown of thorns marionettes at work in the hands of the king of worms Invoke me under my stars! Love is the law, love under will. Nor let the fools mistake love; for there are love and love. There is the dove, and there is the serpent. Malarky of a kingdom above all the omnipotent and his bastard son enthroned ...weeping saviour, self-proclaimed ruler to a land beyond |
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3. | Eosphoros | 04:54 | Show lyrics |
Burden of the flesh and grieving soul a dormant contestant to the throne seek beyond the blood-stained stone and follow not that which is not of flesh and bone Wandering restless through the ages, cast aside for standing proud, contesting the powers that be and holding strong your ground born at dawn of time, denounce mortal sin and shine bright spread your wings and lead the way, grand embodiment of light Jam blaskiem słońc miliardów co wzrok ludzkości spala gdy w swym zachwycie, omamiona, ku nieboskłonie głowę wznosząc od ciała swego, od ziemskich zmartwień, w bezkresu wieczność się oddala... Witnessing the imminent fall of mankind enslavement of the blind at heart and mind awaiting to break dawn, the Morning Star bringer of hope for night and day to realign Oh, Eosphoros! Burn my eyes out so that I could see real light Eosphoros! |
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4. | Blood Imprinted Stigma | 10:01 | Show lyrics |
Not one to turn the other cheek nor one to turn a blind eye not one to walk among the Earth’s slime flame of passion burning close to heart crucify all doubt to rise above the divine give thanks not unto God for he is unworthy of Thy praise Wars to be lead and fights to be won derelict monarch to be overthrown not one to sacrifice himself, nor one to make a covenant a pact with the Devil signed with Thy own blood Disavowal the long-standing epitaph to reason fearing not to stare beyond the seventh sea restless mind unbound, crumbling the divine holding dear that which God failed to foresee... Lift the curse of blood imprinted stigma shed Thy light upon the darkest side of man awaken the bereft of self with Thy splendor put an end to mortal prophet’s reign Guided by Darkness You may close your eyes yet see what others cannot see scream of vengeance paint the skies with blood let angels tremble with fear, let them feel your wrath hold high the torch of Prometheus’ dream and keep that flame alive Pragnę z pamięci świata tak doszczętnie wymrzeć, by z nazwy nie zostało śladu – by mnie nie poznał nikt po dawnym piętnie, gdy ląd pozdrowię z floty mej pokładu. Przeistoczenia szukać w morzu, w ogniu, w chmurach, w ziemi, przeistoczony wrócić w głusz mego domu cmentarną, z twarzy osłupionych czar ustami zdjąć budzącemi. Bleed the eyes of the unworthy, drive Thy wrath through their hearts feed their remnants to the wolves and put an end to holy rites |
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5. | Ipse Philosophvs, Daemon, Devs et Omnia | 07:57 | Show lyrics |
Hear, O heavens! Listen, O earth! For the Lord has spoken: I reared children and brought them up, but they have rebelled against me Their worm will not die, nor will their fire be quenched, and they will be loathsome to all mankind. Verses inverted to please and suit an obscure masquerade of life collapse of all reason, lambs of God depraved, lobotomized merge night and day, purge holy scriptures with Thy ancient flame terminate the insolent, feast victorious, reestablish Thy domain Wśród woni kwiatów, w zamku z marmuru, pod groźną głębią otchłani gwiazd, wśród słońc konania, demonów chóru, w dziki kraj widzeń uczynić wjazd. Pod chłostą dźwięków mdleć w wirach tańca (...) (...) W głuchych muzeów samotnej sali, gdy na posągi kir rzuci mrok. Chciał(a)bym wskrzesić tych, co skonali, w kamiennych oczach zapalić wzrok; ściągnąć na ziemię wrzawę Walhalli, niechby w niej zagrzmiał Tytanów krok! Zgłuszyć bek stada szaleństwem bogów, z Olimpu wzgardą zmiażdżyć rój wrogów. Purge the soul of dogma and flaws, rid the flesh of misplaced scars stand strong against the tide and the blood-drenched castle of lies Ponad ogromem mgławic – w bezmiarze, gdzie zgasłą iskrą – nasz błotny świat, tonąć w miliardów gwiazd mknących gwarze, poić się ogniem – żywiołów brat. Ipse philosophus, daemon, Deus et omnia |
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6. | Czerń i biel | 06:34 | Show lyrics |
Czytamy świat całą noc i dzień gdzie ty czytasz czerń, ja czytam biel czarne jest białe a białe to czerń Trzecim Okiem – widzę światło, lecz Ciebie, Najdroższa... ...pogrąża cień Zważ, że jest Kościół Prawdziwy którego biel zniszczyć nie może i nie przemoże go nic Zajrzyj w mrok tajemnicy bo tam... W ukrytej czarnej ciszy czarna zbiera się brać pośród Agape tajemnej płonie czerwień ich serc Sekret sekretny przysięga Milczenia i przysięga Krwi cóż oni robią? Kim są ci czernią spowici pośród braterskiej krwi? Ich prawdziwego oblicza nie zna nikt sekret sekretny czarnej krwi Widzę! Jest tam Czarna Królowa i Czarny Rycerz obejmuje ją ich serca gorące biją jak czarny dzwon uderzają z mocą z mocą tysięcy słońc uderzają mosiężnie on obejmuje ją W jeden czarny takt ich ciała gorące w jeden czarny takt unosić się chcą i biją z mocą ich serca gorące Czarny rytm czarnego słońca Ogień zapłonął! Ogień zapłonął! Ogień ich krwi! Jest Czarny Zakon który przemieni ten świat wykuwając czarne myśli wykuwając tysiące prawd i białe upadnie nastanie Czerń i serca gorące w jeden pójdą rytm czarny rytm czarnego słońca zespoli ich Bo Czerń jest zwycięska Białą jest Śmierć |
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7. | The Fatal Messiah | 09:03 | Show lyrics |
Idolatry divine pious words in disguise remedy at hand bestowed upon blind eyes deprived of thought and will trading words of scorn infested, vicious hearts flock as one with martyr son Enlightenment denied banished from the kingdom of the ignorant Drzewo samotne, obnażone podnosi chude swe ramiona, rozpaczy hymny śle chropawe do stalowego nieba próżni. Pod drzewem stoi krzyż zmurszały, na nim rozpięty Chrystus kona, wznosząc swe oczy beznadziejne do stalowego nieba próżni. Pod krzyżem dusza ma cierpiąca z otchłani czarnej swej nicości wznosi pragnienia obłąkane do stalowego nieba próżni. Scriptures of a somber lord, a testament to Babylon’s whore celebrating winds of plague, filth-encrusted desolate souls untimely demise of the mourning soul, deprived of worldly desires restraint, blindfolded and gagged, bound to follow the fatal messiah |
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51:15 |
The I
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Quazarre | Vocals, Guitars (lead), Guitars (rhythm), Guitars (acoustic), Songwriting, Lyrics |
Icanraz | Drums |
Vraath | Bass, Vocals (backing) |
Guest/Session | |
Przemysław Nowak | Effects |
Mike Wead | Guitars (lead) (track 5) |
Ares | Vocals (additional) (track 5) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Infected Minds | Artwork, Design, Layout |
Przemysław Nowak | Re-amping (guitars), Recording (vocals), Producer, Mixing, Mastering |
Quazarre | Producer, Recording (guitars) |
Piotr Polak | Recording (drums) |
Icanraz | Producer |
Konrad "Darky" Nawojczyk | Lyrics |
Tracks | |||
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Side A | |||
1. | The I | 05:14 | Show lyrics |
O przyjdź, jesienią – wdziej szatę lekką, białą, zwiewną,
pajęczą; rzuć na hebanowe swoje włosy perły rosy, lśniące zimnych barw tęczą. Gold-encrusted book of lies and the blessed flock enticed reign of broken will and rites bizarre upon deaf ears fall the pleading cries O przyjdź, jesienią – owiana skargą tęskną, rzewną żurawi, w dal płynących szarą niebios tonią, tchnącą wonią kwiatów, które mróz krwawi. Watch mortal man succumb to misery scattered dreams eclipsed cultivating horrid fallacy caressed by death’s lips O przyjdź, jesienią – w chwilę zmierzchu senną, niepewną – i dłonie swe przejrzyste, miękkie, woniejące na cierpiące połóż mi skronie o Śmierci!... In glory I rejoice, wash my wounds clean in torment I evolve behold the I supreme |
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2. | The Dove and the Serpent | 07:32 | Show lyrics |
W framudze smukły krzyż z diamentu płonie – na ziemi dymi się trumienny krzyż... W błyskawicowym ścian zaklętych kole cień stoi smukły – pręży głowę wzwyż – w cień, co mu z ramion schyla się do czoła – w cień, co rękami rąk się jego chwyta i w nieme żalem, w zachwycone usta całuje smukły cień... Witness to the mysteries of old times, resurrect lost ways anew set my eyes high upon crimson skies and burn my way right through descendants of the dark age, a repressive reign of blame time and again vile shepherds revel in their lambs shame Sinister shades of destiny symbolic principles of the divine bitter dogs of Christ civilization’s ultimate decline Reason outweighed by the cross infested theatre of redemption whilst the buried don’t lie swarm the lords of aberration cleansing storms, broken bones, a spiritual crown of thorns marionettes at work in the hands of the king of worms Invoke me under my stars! Love is the law, love under will. Nor let the fools mistake love; for there are love and love. There is the dove, and there is the serpent. Malarky of a kingdom above all the omnipotent and his bastard son enthroned ...weeping saviour, self-proclaimed ruler to a land beyond |
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3. | Blood Imprinted Stigma | 10:01 | Show lyrics |
Not one to turn the other cheek nor one to turn a blind eye not one to walk among the Earth’s slime flame of passion burning close to heart crucify all doubt to rise above the divine give thanks not unto God for he is unworthy of Thy praise Wars to be lead and fights to be won derelict monarch to be overthrown not one to sacrifice himself, nor one to make a covenant a pact with the Devil signed with Thy own blood Disavowal the long-standing epitaph to reason fearing not to stare beyond the seventh sea restless mind unbound, crumbling the divine holding dear that which God failed to foresee... Lift the curse of blood imprinted stigma shed Thy light upon the darkest side of man awaken the bereft of self with Thy splendor put an end to mortal prophet’s reign Guided by Darkness You may close your eyes yet see what others cannot see scream of vengeance paint the skies with blood let angels tremble with fear, let them feel your wrath hold high the torch of Prometheus’ dream and keep that flame alive Pragnę z pamięci świata tak doszczętnie wymrzeć, by z nazwy nie zostało śladu – by mnie nie poznał nikt po dawnym piętnie, gdy ląd pozdrowię z floty mej pokładu. Przeistoczenia szukać w morzu, w ogniu, w chmurach, w ziemi, przeistoczony wrócić w głusz mego domu cmentarną, z twarzy osłupionych czar ustami zdjąć budzącemi. Bleed the eyes of the unworthy, drive Thy wrath through their hearts feed their remnants to the wolves and put an end to holy rites |
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4. | Eosphoros | 04:54 | Show lyrics |
Burden of the flesh and grieving soul a dormant contestant to the throne seek beyond the blood-stained stone and follow not that which is not of flesh and bone Wandering restless through the ages, cast aside for standing proud, contesting the powers that be and holding strong your ground born at dawn of time, denounce mortal sin and shine bright spread your wings and lead the way, grand embodiment of light Jam blaskiem słońc miliardów co wzrok ludzkości spala gdy w swym zachwycie, omamiona, ku nieboskłonie głowę wznosząc od ciała swego, od ziemskich zmartwień, w bezkresu wieczność się oddala... Witnessing the imminent fall of mankind enslavement of the blind at heart and mind awaiting to break dawn, the Morning Star bringer of hope for night and day to realign Oh, Eosphoros! Burn my eyes out so that I could see real light Eosphoros! |
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5. | Ipse Philosophvs, Daemon, Devs et Omnia | 07:57 | Show lyrics |
Hear, O heavens! Listen, O earth! For the Lord has spoken: I reared children and brought them up, but they have rebelled against me Their worm will not die, nor will their fire be quenched, and they will be loathsome to all mankind. Verses inverted to please and suit an obscure masquerade of life collapse of all reason, lambs of God depraved, lobotomized merge night and day, purge holy scriptures with Thy ancient flame terminate the insolent, feast victorious, reestablish Thy domain Wśród woni kwiatów, w zamku z marmuru, pod groźną głębią otchłani gwiazd, wśród słońc konania, demonów chóru, w dziki kraj widzeń uczynić wjazd. Pod chłostą dźwięków mdleć w wirach tańca (...) (...) W głuchych muzeów samotnej sali, gdy na posągi kir rzuci mrok. Chciał(a)bym wskrzesić tych, co skonali, w kamiennych oczach zapalić wzrok; ściągnąć na ziemię wrzawę Walhalli, niechby w niej zagrzmiał Tytanów krok! Zgłuszyć bek stada szaleństwem bogów, z Olimpu wzgardą zmiażdżyć rój wrogów. Purge the soul of dogma and flaws, rid the flesh of misplaced scars stand strong against the tide and the blood-drenched castle of lies Ponad ogromem mgławic – w bezmiarze, gdzie zgasłą iskrą – nasz błotny świat, tonąć w miliardów gwiazd mknących gwarze, poić się ogniem – żywiołów brat. Ipse philosophus, daemon, Deus et omnia |
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6. | The Fatal Messiah | 09:03 | Show lyrics |
Idolatry divine pious words in disguise remedy at hand bestowed upon blind eyes deprived of thought and will trading words of scorn infested, vicious hearts flock as one with martyr son Enlightenment denied banished from the kingdom of the ignorant Drzewo samotne, obnażone podnosi chude swe ramiona, rozpaczy hymny śle chropawe do stalowego nieba próżni. Pod drzewem stoi krzyż zmurszały, na nim rozpięty Chrystus kona, wznosząc swe oczy beznadziejne do stalowego nieba próżni. Pod krzyżem dusza ma cierpiąca z otchłani czarnej swej nicości wznosi pragnienia obłąkane do stalowego nieba próżni. Scriptures of a somber lord, a testament to Babylon’s whore celebrating winds of plague, filth-encrusted desolate souls untimely demise of the mourning soul, deprived of worldly desires restraint, blindfolded and gagged, bound to follow the fatal messiah |
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The I
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Quazarre | Vocals, Guitars (lead), Guitars (rhythm), Guitars (acoustic), Songwriting, Lyrics |
Icanraz | Drums |
Vraath | Bass, Vocals (backing) |
Guest/Session | |
Przemysław Nowak | Effects |
Mike Wead | Guitars (lead) (track 5) |
Ares | Vocals (additional) (track 5) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Infected Minds | Artwork, Design, Layout |
Przemysław Nowak | Re-amping (guitars), Recording (vocals), Producer, Mixing, Mastering |
Quazarre | Producer, Recording (guitars) |
Piotr Polak | Recording (drums) |
Icanraz | Producer |
Konrad "Darky" Nawojczyk | Lyrics |
Tracks | |||
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Side A | |||
1. | The I | 05:14 | Show lyrics |
O przyjdź, jesienią – wdziej szatę lekką, białą, zwiewną,
pajęczą; rzuć na hebanowe swoje włosy perły rosy, lśniące zimnych barw tęczą. Gold-encrusted book of lies and the blessed flock enticed reign of broken will and rites bizarre upon deaf ears fall the pleading cries O przyjdź, jesienią – owiana skargą tęskną, rzewną żurawi, w dal płynących szarą niebios tonią, tchnącą wonią kwiatów, które mróz krwawi. Watch mortal man succumb to misery scattered dreams eclipsed cultivating horrid fallacy caressed by death’s lips O przyjdź, jesienią – w chwilę zmierzchu senną, niepewną – i dłonie swe przejrzyste, miękkie, woniejące na cierpiące połóż mi skronie o Śmierci!... In glory I rejoice, wash my wounds clean in torment I evolve behold the I supreme |
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2. | The Dove and the Serpent | 07:32 | Show lyrics |
W framudze smukły krzyż z diamentu płonie – na ziemi dymi się trumienny krzyż... W błyskawicowym ścian zaklętych kole cień stoi smukły – pręży głowę wzwyż – w cień, co mu z ramion schyla się do czoła – w cień, co rękami rąk się jego chwyta i w nieme żalem, w zachwycone usta całuje smukły cień... Witness to the mysteries of old times, resurrect lost ways anew set my eyes high upon crimson skies and burn my way right through descendants of the dark age, a repressive reign of blame time and again vile shepherds revel in their lambs shame Sinister shades of destiny symbolic principles of the divine bitter dogs of Christ civilization’s ultimate decline Reason outweighed by the cross infested theatre of redemption whilst the buried don’t lie swarm the lords of aberration cleansing storms, broken bones, a spiritual crown of thorns marionettes at work in the hands of the king of worms Invoke me under my stars! Love is the law, love under will. Nor let the fools mistake love; for there are love and love. There is the dove, and there is the serpent. Malarky of a kingdom above all the omnipotent and his bastard son enthroned ...weeping saviour, self-proclaimed ruler to a land beyond |
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3. | Blood Imprinted Stigma | 10:01 | Show lyrics |
Not one to turn the other cheek nor one to turn a blind eye not one to walk among the Earth’s slime flame of passion burning close to heart crucify all doubt to rise above the divine give thanks not unto God for he is unworthy of Thy praise Wars to be lead and fights to be won derelict monarch to be overthrown not one to sacrifice himself, nor one to make a covenant a pact with the Devil signed with Thy own blood Disavowal the long-standing epitaph to reason fearing not to stare beyond the seventh sea restless mind unbound, crumbling the divine holding dear that which God failed to foresee... Lift the curse of blood imprinted stigma shed Thy light upon the darkest side of man awaken the bereft of self with Thy splendor put an end to mortal prophet’s reign Guided by Darkness You may close your eyes yet see what others cannot see scream of vengeance paint the skies with blood let angels tremble with fear, let them feel your wrath hold high the torch of Prometheus’ dream and keep that flame alive Pragnę z pamięci świata tak doszczętnie wymrzeć, by z nazwy nie zostało śladu – by mnie nie poznał nikt po dawnym piętnie, gdy ląd pozdrowię z floty mej pokładu. Przeistoczenia szukać w morzu, w ogniu, w chmurach, w ziemi, przeistoczony wrócić w głusz mego domu cmentarną, z twarzy osłupionych czar ustami zdjąć budzącemi. Bleed the eyes of the unworthy, drive Thy wrath through their hearts feed their remnants to the wolves and put an end to holy rites |
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4. | Eosphoros | 04:54 | Show lyrics |
Burden of the flesh and grieving soul a dormant contestant to the throne seek beyond the blood-stained stone and follow not that which is not of flesh and bone Wandering restless through the ages, cast aside for standing proud, contesting the powers that be and holding strong your ground born at dawn of time, denounce mortal sin and shine bright spread your wings and lead the way, grand embodiment of light Jam blaskiem słońc miliardów co wzrok ludzkości spala gdy w swym zachwycie, omamiona, ku nieboskłonie głowę wznosząc od ciała swego, od ziemskich zmartwień, w bezkresu wieczność się oddala... Witnessing the imminent fall of mankind enslavement of the blind at heart and mind awaiting to break dawn, the Morning Star bringer of hope for night and day to realign Oh, Eosphoros! Burn my eyes out so that I could see real light Eosphoros! |
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5. | Ipse Philosophvs, Daemon, Devs et Omnia | 07:57 | Show lyrics |
Hear, O heavens! Listen, O earth! For the Lord has spoken: I reared children and brought them up, but they have rebelled against me Their worm will not die, nor will their fire be quenched, and they will be loathsome to all mankind. Verses inverted to please and suit an obscure masquerade of life collapse of all reason, lambs of God depraved, lobotomized merge night and day, purge holy scriptures with Thy ancient flame terminate the insolent, feast victorious, reestablish Thy domain Wśród woni kwiatów, w zamku z marmuru, pod groźną głębią otchłani gwiazd, wśród słońc konania, demonów chóru, w dziki kraj widzeń uczynić wjazd. Pod chłostą dźwięków mdleć w wirach tańca (...) (...) W głuchych muzeów samotnej sali, gdy na posągi kir rzuci mrok. Chciał(a)bym wskrzesić tych, co skonali, w kamiennych oczach zapalić wzrok; ściągnąć na ziemię wrzawę Walhalli, niechby w niej zagrzmiał Tytanów krok! Zgłuszyć bek stada szaleństwem bogów, z Olimpu wzgardą zmiażdżyć rój wrogów. Purge the soul of dogma and flaws, rid the flesh of misplaced scars stand strong against the tide and the blood-drenched castle of lies Ponad ogromem mgławic – w bezmiarze, gdzie zgasłą iskrą – nasz błotny świat, tonąć w miliardów gwiazd mknących gwarze, poić się ogniem – żywiołów brat. Ipse philosophus, daemon, Deus et omnia |
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6. | The Fatal Messiah | 09:03 | Show lyrics |
Idolatry divine pious words in disguise remedy at hand bestowed upon blind eyes deprived of thought and will trading words of scorn infested, vicious hearts flock as one with martyr son Enlightenment denied banished from the kingdom of the ignorant Drzewo samotne, obnażone podnosi chude swe ramiona, rozpaczy hymny śle chropawe do stalowego nieba próżni. Pod drzewem stoi krzyż zmurszały, na nim rozpięty Chrystus kona, wznosząc swe oczy beznadziejne do stalowego nieba próżni. Pod krzyżem dusza ma cierpiąca z otchłani czarnej swej nicości wznosi pragnienia obłąkane do stalowego nieba próżni. Scriptures of a somber lord, a testament to Babylon’s whore celebrating winds of plague, filth-encrusted desolate souls untimely demise of the mourning soul, deprived of worldly desires restraint, blindfolded and gagged, bound to follow the fatal messiah |
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Postmortem Whispering Crows
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Quazarre | Vocals, Guitars |
Icanraz | Drums |
Vraath | Bass, Vocals (backing) |
Guest/Session | |
Przemysław Nowak | Effects |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Infected Minds | Artwork, Design, Layout |
Quazarre | Songwriting, Lyrics, Producer, Recording (guitars) |
Konrad "Darky" Nawojczyk | Lyrics |
Przemysław Nowak | Producer, Mixing, Mastering |
Piotr Polak | Recording (drums) |
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1. | Dvma | 05:15 | Show lyrics |
Płynie albatros ranny nad morzem.
W czerwieniach zmierzchu, jak czarny krzyż - Jednym się skrzydłem rwie w gwiezdne głębie, Drugim, omdlały, potrąca wodę. Leci albatros ostatkiem siły, Z rany się toczy strumieniem krew - Krwią się zapala niebo i morze - Przez krwawe ognie gna ptak mdlejący. Gdzie dłonie, co go z wód groźnych zdolne Wybawić - wstrzymać płynącą krew - W sercu mu gniazdo uwić spokoju - Gdzie takie wielkie serce - i dłonie? Z skalistych zrębów nocny włóczęga Patrzy żałośnie w posępną dal, Kędy ostatkiem sił ptak zraniony Swe krwawe, ciężkie opuszcza skrzydła. Nie jemu ranne ptaki brać w dłonie - Tchem słodkim koić płomienie ran, W ramionach ostrów mu dać zdrowienia - Ni w sercu grotę snów, co kołyszą. On tylko, z ponadżlebnych krawędzi, Kędy, sam, w głębiach nocy się pnie, Na mórz skrwawionych głuchą balladę l na krzyk trwogi rannego ptaka - On tylko swoją może zadumę Dać ciężką, głowę zamknąwszy w dłoń - l jęk, co padnie w otchłań bezdenną, Która go dzieli od reszty świata - Od niw radosnych i mórz tych krwawych, Kędy, mrąc, leci zraniony ptak. |
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2. | Cingvlvm Diaboli | 04:50 | Show lyrics |
Basic senses long renounced, Indoctrination of the lesser kind Force-fed dreams of absolution, Led astray by wicked minds Shed aside feeble endeavours Of all mortal men defiled To quench hunger in its purest form And immaculate desires Mockery of life, existence subdued Visions of a world hopelessly lost Self-imposed absolution Grow immune to the ways of the cross Violently suppressed Hopelessly sedated Stripped of lust and passion Common sense castrated Renounce all shackles of negation, Bring down hammers to the cross Broken world of punishment and solitude, Postmortem whispering crows Grim vultures of the cross Indifferent to misery Malicious existence Masters of treachery Chodź ze mną! Pójdziem w ciche, omglone cmentarze, Pójdziemy światła palić na grobach, i sami Pośród głazów milczących błąkać się myślami, Pójdź, a własną ci twoją mogiłę pokażę! Jeszcze się nad nią wieko Czasu nie zawarło, Jeszcze dyszy czeluścią próżną i niesytą, Jeszcze ćwieków na piersiach trumny twej nie bito, A już jesteś minioną rzeczą — i umarłą! Nie żałuj! Mija wszystko, więc na sen cię wiodę Przez cichych pól rozłogi, przez letejską wodę, Na śmierci pokój wieczny, w głąb mrocznych podziemi. |
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3. | Interregnvm | 06:12 | Show lyrics |
Sanctimonious, derogative, obsolete Let the unworthy of Thy wisdom Wither out and cease to breathe Give way to new things order Through illuminating fire Smear their blood all over myths Of bastard spawn conceived Elusive state of comfort Irrational senses in command The blind leading the blind Execution of the fertile mind King against King Upon the chessboard of their dreams Kissed by the serpent Only one of them to prevail Ziejąc zatrute, zgniłe tchnienie, Stęchłych wód tonie ołowiane Leżą, bezwładnie odrętwione, Wsłuchane w martwe swe milczenie. Patrząc na wód tych czarne tonie, Białością swoją przerażona, Chłonąc wyziewy ich zatrute Lilia omdlałe schyla skronie. Anarcho-individualism Long live the dream of a world with No false Kings nor false Prophets For where your treasure is, There will Thy heart be also. The world ye live in... Interregnvm |
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16:17 |
Postmortem Whispering Crows
Members | |
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Quazarre | Vocals, Guitars |
Icanraz | Drums |
Vraath | Bass, Vocals (backing) |
Guest/Session | |
Przemysław Nowak | Effects |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Infected Minds | Artwork, Design, Layout |
Przemysław Nowak | Mastering, Producer, Mixing |
Piotr Polak | Recording (drums) |
Quazarre | Songwriting, Lyrics, Producer, Recording (guitars) |
Konrad "Darky" Nawojczyk | Lyrics |
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1. | Dvma | 05:15 | Show lyrics |
Płynie albatros ranny nad morzem.
W czerwieniach zmierzchu, jak czarny krzyż - Jednym się skrzydłem rwie w gwiezdne głębie, Drugim, omdlały, potrąca wodę. Leci albatros ostatkiem siły, Z rany się toczy strumieniem krew - Krwią się zapala niebo i morze - Przez krwawe ognie gna ptak mdlejący. Gdzie dłonie, co go z wód groźnych zdolne Wybawić - wstrzymać płynącą krew - W sercu mu gniazdo uwić spokoju - Gdzie takie wielkie serce - i dłonie? Z skalistych zrębów nocny włóczęga Patrzy żałośnie w posępną dal, Kędy ostatkiem sił ptak zraniony Swe krwawe, ciężkie opuszcza skrzydła. Nie jemu ranne ptaki brać w dłonie - Tchem słodkim koić płomienie ran, W ramionach ostrów mu dać zdrowienia - Ni w sercu grotę snów, co kołyszą. On tylko, z ponadżlebnych krawędzi, Kędy, sam, w głębiach nocy się pnie, Na mórz skrwawionych głuchą balladę l na krzyk trwogi rannego ptaka - On tylko swoją może zadumę Dać ciężką, głowę zamknąwszy w dłoń - l jęk, co padnie w otchłań bezdenną, Która go dzieli od reszty świata - Od niw radosnych i mórz tych krwawych, Kędy, mrąc, leci zraniony ptak. |
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2. | Cingvlvm Diaboli | 04:50 | Show lyrics |
Basic senses long renounced, Indoctrination of the lesser kind Force-fed dreams of absolution, Led astray by wicked minds Shed aside feeble endeavours Of all mortal men defiled To quench hunger in its purest form And immaculate desires Mockery of life, existence subdued Visions of a world hopelessly lost Self-imposed absolution Grow immune to the ways of the cross Violently suppressed Hopelessly sedated Stripped of lust and passion Common sense castrated Renounce all shackles of negation, Bring down hammers to the cross Broken world of punishment and solitude, Postmortem whispering crows Grim vultures of the cross Indifferent to misery Malicious existence Masters of treachery Chodź ze mną! Pójdziem w ciche, omglone cmentarze, Pójdziemy światła palić na grobach, i sami Pośród głazów milczących błąkać się myślami, Pójdź, a własną ci twoją mogiłę pokażę! Jeszcze się nad nią wieko Czasu nie zawarło, Jeszcze dyszy czeluścią próżną i niesytą, Jeszcze ćwieków na piersiach trumny twej nie bito, A już jesteś minioną rzeczą — i umarłą! Nie żałuj! Mija wszystko, więc na sen cię wiodę Przez cichych pól rozłogi, przez letejską wodę, Na śmierci pokój wieczny, w głąb mrocznych podziemi. |
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3. | Interregnvm | 06:12 | Show lyrics |
Sanctimonious, derogative, obsolete Let the unworthy of Thy wisdom Wither out and cease to breathe Give way to new things order Through illuminating fire Smear their blood all over myths Of bastard spawn conceived Elusive state of comfort Irrational senses in command The blind leading the blind Execution of the fertile mind King against King Upon the chessboard of their dreams Kissed by the serpent Only one of them to prevail Ziejąc zatrute, zgniłe tchnienie, Stęchłych wód tonie ołowiane Leżą, bezwładnie odrętwione, Wsłuchane w martwe swe milczenie. Patrząc na wód tych czarne tonie, Białością swoją przerażona, Chłonąc wyziewy ich zatrute Lilia omdlałe schyla skronie. Anarcho-individualism Long live the dream of a world with No false Kings nor false Prophets For where your treasure is, There will Thy heart be also. The world ye live in... Interregnvm |
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