Paramour (Die Leidenschaft Bringt Leiden)

Marche Royale

[Instrumental]

In Aeternum

Bow your head before your king,

as I'm the bringer of light

The chosen one amongst all men, the lord and master of light

"But who decided it all?"

Shut up you servant, respect divine right

For I belong to the elite of mankind

Enlightened guardian of justice and right

My word is law or it's eye for an eye

Bow down before the sovereign of the kingdom

I will lead you through the hardest times

Devote we are to the crown, in sole command forever glorious

Hail: Long live the great king!

Born with the fire inside

The flame of wisdom burns in my noble heart

Turns into guiding light that blows the mist on the path

"We'll follow you ‘till the end!"

Balance of power, the art of the wise

Ancestral pride to preserve for my bloodline

Resounds my name through spirals of time

Until kingdom come I

God bless my soul, guide my fury through this cold war

Hunting Judas down

Now free my hands from the spires of the serpent

Death to the traitors of the crown

No one to trust and no one to save

As this court is a den of snakes

Walk alone through this treacherous world

Mutilating the venomous tongue

Your misleading words, hide desire to prevail In this devious show, fail

No one is virtuous, no one is grown

No one deserves to be heir to the throne

‘Till their veins will be filled with their gall

I will stand for the sake of the sacred crown

Forever at war

You deceiving worms will be smashed by my rage

In the name of god, slayed

In aeternam, draining struggle to serve my reign

With full force restore the integrity

Purify consciences through blood

Extirpate those cancers, dictate my law

‘Till the day of my fall

Beware you'll pay for your faults

Healing Through War

I am the healer of all diseases

I push my drug in this world

Strategic torment and fake relief

The tricky strings that I pull

With infantry blood and mothers' tears

I wash the hands of this court

I believe in nothing, believe in no release

As darkness rises without fire, war is the remedy

I breed the hunger and spread the thirst

I burn the wheat that I sow

Embodied essence of contradiction

I bend the steel that I forge

I am the answer to every need

I am the minister of war

"Nihil de corum sententia dicturus sum

Qui turpissinam servitutem deditionis nomine appellant

Animi est ista mollitia non virtus

Paulisper inopiam ferre non posse

Qui se ultro morti offerant tacilius reperiuntur

Quam qui dolorem patienter ferant

Burn this world to the ground

Tear down whatever you encounter, exterminate all

And make no prisoners or slaves, kill'em, destroy their heritage

For every soldier falling down behead ten of them

As the only order is to maraud ‘till we dominate

Inflamed with the anthem you will rise, slay without mercy the enemy

I am the bleeding, I am the scar

I cauterize through my sword

Perpetual fire that darkens stars

As I'm the rise, I am the fall

The Fool

Die of laughter in delight before a living dead

Victim into this masquerade, forgot who I am

This story is driving me mad

My life is hanging by a thread that is about to break

Suicidal tendencies burn inside the mind of this miserable man

Is it life? Is it death?

I don't give a shit

Still...

Is it life? Is it death?

When you fool yourself

Fucked

Bleed behind this painful mask I wear

I'm falling from a misleading grace

The life I dreamed is killing me

Stuck on the tightrope

Staring down to the void beneath

In imposed equilibrium I stand swinging in my indecision

Uncompassionate result of a fearing existence

I don't care if my time has come

All I want is my liberation

Drunk, I make it through the night with spirits hand in hand

My soul must be anesthetized, I can't bear this pain

To my frustration engaged

Just like to get laid with the worst enemy I've inside

but I cannot change myself

No way to squeeze blood from the stone that I am

Is it life?

Is it death?

Fuck!

Is it life?

Is it death?

When you fool yourself

Why?

Bleed behind this painful mask I wear

I'm falling from a misleading grace

The life I dreamed is killing me

Bleed behind this painful mask I wear

I'm falling from a misleading grace

The life I dreamed is tearing me down

Cold As Perfection

In this passing world

There's no time to regret

Life's too fast to fold

So why lie to yourself ‘cause there's nothing more

"Can't you see my light?"

That what mirrors behold

"Don't speak, let me shine bright"

You, my flower blown by the whispers of age

Beauty in the storm that relentlessly fades

Cold through the winter of life

Pulled down below into an ocean of lies

My withering rose

What a dreadful curse

Cast by nature on life

Nothing lasts forever

Can't turn back the hands of time

Like a grain of sand

Pray for me my Lord In its hourglass awaits

"For the burden I hold"

For the very end when all torments decay

And the vanity will leave your heart in peace

Cold through the winter of life

Pulled down below into an ocean of lies

My withering rose

"My lady listen to your beloved King

I can see your eyes are now scared

And veiled by the mist of despair

Do not be conquered by your own fears

Don't let the illusion of perfection seduce you

Or you will be lost forever"

Desperate while my youth fades away

Sorrow is dragging my soul down

There's no word you can say to save me

My love

Cold through the winter of life

Pulled down below into an ocean of lies

My withering rose

Mitra

Let the almighty come inside your pure heart
And wash away your fears
The holy spirit will fulfil you
In the shadows where ours sins are concealed
There is no pain and no bleed
No suffering at all in this godly night
You will be blessed by my seed as we pray together
“I and you as one
Kneel down before the holy god” true believer
Kneel down before the holy god
Let me take your soul
Kneel down before the holy god true believer
As for a progeny to come we’ll sacrifice it in the name of

Mitra, icon of our god
Mitra, a god of scum

I want to take you, I want to feel you
I need to have you until you need too

I want to take you, I want to feel you
I will possess you until I’ll kill you

Let the shepherd call the name of his land
And lead it back to the fold
I’ll be the sheepdog protecting you in the sunlight
And the wolf in the dark
Like virgin Mary conceived in miraculous deceit
On that holy night
You shall accept in your blooming flesh
My spiritual power
Key to paradise
Kneel down before the holy god true believer
Let me take your soul
True believer
As for a progeny to come we’ll sacrifice it in the name of

Mitra, icon of our god
Mitra, a god of scum
Mitra, icon of our lord
Mitra, the lord of cum

Paramour (Die Leidenschaft Bringt Leiden)

Die Leidenschaft bringt leiden!
Wer beschwichtigt
Beklommenes Herz
Das allzu viel verloren?
Wo sind die Stunden
Überschnell verflüchtigt?
Vergebens war das
Schönste dir erkoren!

Trüb ist der Geist
Verworren das beginnen;
Die hehre Welt
Wie schwindet sie den Sinnen!

Da schwebt hervor Musik
Mit Engelschwingen
Verflicht zu Millionen
Tön‘ um töne
Des Menschen wesen
Durch und durch zu dringen
Zu überfüllen ihn
Mit ew’ger schöne:
Das Auge netzt sich
Fühlt in höher’n sehnen
Den Götter Wert der
Töne wie der tränen

Und so das Herz erleichtert
Merkt behende
Daß es noch lebt und schlägt
Und möchte schlagen
Zum reinsten Dank
Der Überreichen spende
Sich selbst erwiedernd
Willig dar zutragen
Da fühlte sich o daß es ewig bliebe!
Das Doppelglück der Töne wie der Liebe…

Date: 2016-04-22; view: 1352