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Serpent Angel (1992 EP)

1. Serpent Angel



1. Serpent Angel

Father Satan send the Serpent
Poison me with your tongue
Envolve me in a darkness shell
Grant me all the powers of hell
Lucy Feris... bringer of light
Serpent God... Septentrion rise!

Unholy I felt, delirium of death
With blood I enchaint, I'm the Angel
Flesh! Grant me the powers oh!
Diabolical trinity
LUCIFER, SATAN, BELIAL...
Enlight me spectre of Leviathan
Genesis of the true lord
In the mass of damnation
Gran-duc of hell Amon recite
thy incantation...
Occult I'm lord Immortal and
my majestic wings dare enlight all
Involeth... Daemoneth... Imoleth... Shehmah Forash...
Only I will oring Emeth

Rise my angels rise!
The creation of me Morbid God
(eerf ylf llahs I, dog eb llahs I)
By the hand of Tiamat, Lord of odd
Open wide the chapel of fall!
Overshadow me Master Belial!
Serpent Angel I am the one they adore!
They kneel before me I'm their Morbid God!

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Anno Satanae (1993 EP)

1. Goat On Fire
2. Ancient Winter Goddess
3. Wolves From The Fog


1. Goat On Fire

'It is the dawn of a new morning at the Mountains of Silver
and I would rather live in the ice than in the middle of
the modern virtue and other southern winds'
(Friedrich Nietzsche)

When the cold winds blows the fog away
releasing dark shining shapes of a mystic forest.
I embrace the Nightfall
Old voices from ancient Witches announce
the gathering of thee
...The ones of a thousand young.
Here in the North... where We come forth to assemble.
Where I Knee unto thee...
Four times one and one are all.
The four crowned Princes of Hell.
The ones with the Sygil of Evil...
Witness... the Goat on Fire. Who feed my desire.
The Goat on Fire.
A goat with the Northern Ice.
A goat with the Southern Fire.
Rex Tenebrarum! The crow over my soul.
Tremendae Majestatis. The raven inside my Heart...
Four times one and one are all.
The four crowned princes of Hell
The ones with the Sygil of Evil...
Goat on Fire... Come feed my desire.

(WINTER 1992 e.v.)


2. Ancient Winter Goddess

A pure veil of darkness.
A mysterious fog.
The Moon is full.
And the Wolves you call.
Red as my blood it is the sky above us.
As I witness the arrival of the Winter Solstice.
And I cry from the abyss with the legions of Lilith.
Who grant me, son of Goat, the virtues if the black oath.
And I clime upon the Raven Mountain and yell.
Oh! Thunders of light and pyres of flames
- Fire is my domain -
Oh! Freezing breezes, rain and snow
- Winter is my domain -
Oh! White Whale, Leviathan
-Water is my domain-
Oh! Most beatiful moutains and forests
-The Earth and Air are my domain-
So I invocate: Eaaaaaaa! Winter rise!...
and the Ancient Winter Goddess rises
and sits in her throne of snow and stone.
Soon red will be the colour of the snow under us because
She have sent Her angels and the fury of Winter.
A cold morning will born and white is the sky above us.
And by the powers of Winter
Die!
(Fall 1992)


3. Wolves From The Fog

Hear the howling...
Narration:
As the light falls and darkness paints the sky in black, a
cold Moon shines
and the red somber eyes awake, the forest whispers..Oh! Whis-
pers my
unholy name,
from a frozen Mist I rise, I, Wolf, rise!
And my brothers will attack under this blood sign...

Wolves from the fog will join in a nocturnal operetta.
When the wind sounds bohemia and the trumpets loud bacanal.
Oh! Fausts and ninfs the joy of Nahima, Mistress of the Sab-
bat.
Soon we'll be embraced by our father - the one with horns.
Satan is rejoicing in pleasure destroying the shapes of flesh.
... and once again from the fog, with horns on head came the
Wolf carrying in is shoulder the sacrifice, a beauty to this Walpurgis Eve.
As, to the somber image of our God, the Wolf with Horns I walk!

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Goat On Fire (1994)

1. Goat On Fire
2. Wolves From The Fog


1. Goat On Fire

'It is the dawn of a new morning at the Mountains of Silver
and I would rather live in the ice than in the middle of
the modern virtue and other southern winds'
(Friedrich Nietzsche)

When the cold winds blows the fog away
releasing dark shining shapes of a mystic forest.
I embrace the Nightfall
Old voices from ancient Witches announce
the gathering of thee
...The ones of a thousand young.
Here in the North... where We come forth to assemble.
Where I Knee unto thee...
Four times one and one are all.
The four crowned Princes of Hell.
The ones with the Sygil of Evil...
Witness... the Goat on Fire. Who feed my desire.
The Goat on Fire.
A goat with the Northern Ice.
A goat with the Southern Fire.
Rex Tenebrarum! The crow over my soul.
Tremendae Majestatis. The raven inside my Heart...
Four times one and one are all.
The four crowned princes of Hell
The ones with the Sygil of Evil...
Goat on Fire... Come feed my desire.

[WINTER 1992 e.v.]


2. Wolves From The Fog

Hear the howling...
Narration:
As the light falls and darkness paints the sky in black, a
cold Moon shines
and the red somber eyes awake, the forest whispers..Oh! Whis-
pers my
unholy name,
from a frozen Mist I rise, I, Wolf, rise!
And my brothers will attack under this blood sign...

Wolves from the fog will join in a nocturnal operetta.
When the wind sounds bohemia and the trumpets loud bacanal.
Oh! Fausts and ninfs the joy of Nahima, Mistress of the Sab-
bat.
Soon we'll be embraced by our father - the one with horns.
Satan is rejoicing in pleasure destroying the shapes of flesh.
... and once again from the fog, with horns on head came the
Wolf
carrying in is shoulder the sacrifice, a beauty to this Wal-
purgis Eve.
As, to the somber image of our God, the Wolf with Horns I
walk!

[PabLo StaLker]

Under The Moonspell (1994 MCD)

1. Allah Akbar! La Allah Ella Allah (Preludium - Incantantvm Solstitium)
2. Tenebrarum Oratorium (Andamento I / Erudit Compendyum)
3. Tenebrarum Oratorium (Andamento II / Erotic Compendyum)
4. Opus Diabolicum (Andamento III / Instrumental Compendyum)
5. Chorai Lusitânia!


2. Tenebrarum Oratorium (Andamento I / Erudit Compendyum)

The Majestic horns of Baphomet
are indeed our occult banners proudly up in the air!
The androgenious light of Lucipher
is our noble passion, most dear and rare!

Oh! Faustian spirit of conquest
May be thy allied in this infimious battle
Against the Arauts of Desrespect
Those who step with muddy feet the sapient inscriptions of our
cradle.

To our strenghtening I proudly confess:

I worship thee, for they are my weapons to hurt god.

Oh! Great wings of Beelzebuth
Will you honour me and lay the head
of a son of caym, in the soft sands of Manitou
Where I'll sleep under this neophyth Sky of Anxiety.

For the dawn of Knowledge has a Southern Sign
Delfos will once again desveil its light
And those with eyes will drink this precious wine
But for the blind, Ignorance shall be the only sight!

To our strenghtening I will re-affirm:

I worship thee. They are my Shield.
And their message I shall reveal.

Because: "Quod sciptum, Scripsi!"

And this Southern blend of esoteric sapience
This sensual Mediterranic Philosophy
Will be the only and holy science
And these lines both dream and prophecy!

"Ecce Homo!" - Those you'll call the Wise
Who will destroy this pitful hole of common sense
of desrespect for the true occult devise
Those who from, the lambs, shall feel the sharpened spears of
Intelligence!

I worship thee. "Quod sciptum, Scripsi!"
I worship thee. "Consummatum est!"

[Langsuyar T. Rex]
[Fall 1993]


3. Tenebrarum Oratorium (Andamento II / Erotic Compendyum)

Oh! Insinuant tongue of Lilith
Oh! Virtuous latin Langsuyar
Will you both drive me onto an Erudit Zenith?
Will I take part in the lybidious dances of Nergal?

I lust with thee. Pictures, fetishes of luxury!

Does the incomparable beauty of Kali
Still adorn this grey heart, my own
Where the love of Lebasy
Once shined Joy, now Sorrow...

I lust with thee. These exquisite Icons of Impurity!

Narration:
As I undress you of Pagan beauty
Who embrace my Sex with all your passion and strenght
The lost chimera of Virginity will be your true purity
And thy Crownleyian erotic laws will rule at last!

We, seekers can not deny...

That the Temptation of Samael
Is thy Erotic law of every Man
And i will hesitate not to enter Hell
Where this dioniosiac fortune had ever dwell!
Oh! Phallus of Satanachia, possess with me
These cunted beings to their End
Until the Sunset of their resistance fall
Behind the flowers which adorn their head

I lust with thee. Everlasting seekers of Animality.

[Langsuyar T. Rex]
[Fall 1993 e.v.]


4. Opus Diabolicum (Andamento III / Instrumental Compendyum)

"Voa Serpente do orgulho,
Mãe da terra, nossa Mãe
Lei daqueles que clamam
P'lo Homo Natura, p'la flama,
Voa erotico Pentagramma
E destroi, e destroi quem te ama."

[Langsuyar T. Rex]
[Fall 1993]

"Masturbar-me-ia sobre a tua divindade,
Enrabar-te-ia se a tua fraca existência
Oferecesse um cu à minha incontinência;
Meu brao o coraçâo te arrancar
Para com o meu fundo horror melhor te penetrar."

[Marquis de Sade (1740-1814)]

[English translation:]

"Fly, serpent of pride,
Mother of earth, our Mother
Law of those who claim
For the Homo Natura, for the flame,
Fly erotic Pentagram
And destroy, destroy those who love us."

[Langsuyar T. Rex]
[Fall 1993 e.v.]

"I would masturbate over your divinity,
Sodomize you if your feeble existence
would offer an ass to my incontinence;
My arm thy heart would pull out
So that with my profound horror better could I penetrate you."
[Marquis de Sade (1740-1814)]

[PabLo StaLker]

Wolfheart (1995)

1. Wolfshade (A Werewolf Masquerade)
2. Love Crimes
3. ...Of Dream And Drama (Midnight Ride)
4. Lua D'Inverno
5. Trebraruna
6. Vampiria
7. An Erotic Alchemy
8. Alma Mater
9. Ataegina


1. Wolfshade (A Werewolf Masquerade)

She brought the Night hidden in her sad Wolf eyes
The perfume of a twilight, her strongest scent
Half Wolf, Half female - what a strange wedding
Mother Nature has offered us to see...

Her mask lays lost in a fatal dawn
Closed were the eyes of the Sun. He sleeps.
And in the name of Her Father.
She will kill. My child kills.

You nightly birth. A requiem God can't forget.
For your life is just a celebration of his death
Without his thorns in her heart. She wears a shadow as face.
A werewolf masquerade. In her eyes the wolfshade.

She brought the Night and by the night was brought
We are but children of the powers she had set free
Strange are the ways of the wolfhearted...


2. Love Crimes

The cold nights have awakened Me
The soft winds to undress Me
The nails of two witches hav touched Me
Their caress cuts like the sharpest ice

Yes it is their way, this so mysterious way
of welcoming Me, welcoming Me
Their way to remember
Distant nights of Passion and Doom
Where, naked, have I bathed in velvet waters
Witnessed by an accomplice smile inside an innocent Moon

Serene were the beings who guided Me
Empty were the hands which undresses Me
To carve strange symbols unknown to Me
but lay so dearly inside of Me

This is my way, this so mysterious way
of welcoming She, welcoming She
My way to remember
Distant nights of Passion and Doom
Where we both wore flesh crowns to defy
The skies in their blue and so vague tyranny

We are mute villains
drinking of Love as insolent Vampires
Valsing through stars and skies
at that and all to come Winter nights

Like neophyte ravens in the strangest nest
Charmed by the wilderness of this strange host
Drawing naivety with our blood and semen
Ritually engraved in our hearts and chests
Marks of a pain, signs of a love crime
That will forever and never last

It is our way, this so mysterious way of loving
of welcoming thee, welcoming thee
Our way to remember
Forever lost nights of Passion and Doom
Remembrance served in cups .of sorrow and pride
For all the eternities we'll still cry
For having lost amidst the stars our bride
Untouchable in her smile, inside the great Silver Eye
Every night she is condemned to shine


3. ...Of Dream And Drama (Midnight Ride)

You've no mother to feed you
or to lick your so deep wounds
nor Earth where to lay your timid crown
You've suffered by your father
and even the Moon lies to you
When she shines...

The seduction of an altar
Is a weakness in her movements of Death
It is a mere vanity of Woman
to delay her midnight ride
Suicide... Midnight ride...

Beautiful dagger you may now leave your case
Wild red tears at the lady's hand
Kissed were her breasts with your sharpened face
Given is now what Love had taken
death and Love, they together danced

Yes, the flames did smile to her
Invited her to their fiery peace
To a funebre dance around a bonfire
Where all Women are naked and alone
Immolating their pride
May they forever ride. Far, in a midnight crime.
Midnight Ride, Suicide, Midnight Ride...


4. Lua D'Inverno



5. Trebraruna

Trebraruna filha da Dor
Guerreira sagrada, Deusa do Amor
Trebraruna teu leito semente
Acolhe-nos agora num muy doce abraço
Trebraruna és Vida és Morte
da Lua és filha, dos Lobos consorte
Trebraruna pagão é teu ventre
Ansiado refugio de quem ainda te sente
Viva!

Trebraruna és tu quem nos gera
Alimento teu seio d'Amor e de Guerra
Trebraruna a tua voz é
a melodia mais doce da nossa Terra
Trebraruna nós tuas crianças
Beijamos teus olhos cerrados com fervor
Trebraruna cantamos para ti
Somos teu eterno, fiel trovador


6. Vampiria

Vampiria, you are my destiny
My only Love and true destiny
Vampiria...

You're a beast, evil one
Above your head lays a Star
In your heart is buried the jewel
of a Serpent who wished to die
your red long tongue has her poison
And you will spread it as you breed
In a Unique transylvanian dream
Conceiving the creed of all creeds

Vampiria, fly Vampiria

In your eye burn, defying
All those who in silence sleep
In a city once named Desire
Dreaming with the entombed dear

The lady has fallen in a blossom
Spread far away by undesirable winds
To females conspiring in gloom
Hiding your pearls from the pigs

So open your arms!
They were shaped as wings
A serenade of revenge draw on your lips

The sombre hill you're staying in
Is now defined
And your Star had start to shine

Depart now on your bright wings
The world envy
The skies have always seduced you
Precious Queen
and you know your time has come
To fly away with Me, so far...


7. An Erotic Alchemy

Queen of all my sleepless nights
For whose beauty I, Faun
have played my pipes, with heart
Queen in white silk, skin like milk
Horns of Faun, lips of dawn
You are now honoured you with my presence
As I'm honoured by your sight
I crown your perfection
The predator in your breast, I devour

Tempted is now my light body

From where it burns spirals of exotic scents
Rose, sandal, jasmine, all kinds of incense
Aged fragrances only dreamed of once
Dragons do dream far beyond the sense
We make love in the dusty throne
of a Modern Sodoma

"Come to Me, step further into my nakedness
Caress me in your breasts of Fire"

"Breed my flame, have no fear or weakness
I welcome you in my hole of desire"

"Have me now, Prince, have me here"
Your beg still whispers in my ear

Daylight has broken into a strange nostalgia
Night tired candles seem like two lovers
Melt in a embrace of conspiracy
Between us there is this strange chemistry
but would you die for me?
would you die for what I've longed to be?

"Imperious, choleric, irascible, extreme in everything, with a
dissolute imagination of the like which has never been seen,
atheistic to the point of fanaticism, there you have me in a nutshell
and kill me again or take me as I am,
for I shall not change."
(De Sade)

"Breed of a nameless force, origin of our Sin
We are as large as Gods, we are their tragedy
We are the four arms of the solar Cross
Lightning in incredulous faces the flames of Uthopy"

Would you die for this?


8. Alma Mater

Mother Tongue speaks to Me
In the strongest way I've ever seen
I know that she sees in Me
Her proudest child, her purest breed

She speaks to Me in colours
That I can't really understand
I only know that they are ours
And to those I'll proudly bend

For I am your only child
And you my dearest mystery
From an ancient throne I defy the world
To kneel before the Power within.

For I am your only child
And you my dearest mystery
World can't you see it?
Am I alone in my belief?

Virando costas ao mundo
Orgulhosamente sós
Glória antiga, volta a nós!

ALMA MATER!

Breaking waves announce my Bride
It is the only way the Sea could sing
Legends of Lusitanian pride
He sings the words I cannot spring

At the Moon Mountain six wolves cry
Your lost glory we'll regain or die

For I am her only child
And she is my dearest mystery
Pagan Gods in conspiracy
For the sword of Tyranny

Mother Tongue has spoke to thee
In the strongest way they've ever seen
World can't you see?
I am not alone in my belief.

ALMA MATER!

Virando costas ao Mundo
Orgulhosamente sós
Gloria Antiga, volta a nos!

ALMA MATER!

Mother Tongue has spoke to Me
In the strongest way I've ever seen
I know that she sees in Me
Her proudest child, her purest breed

She speaks to Me in colours
I can't really understand
I only know that they are ours
and to those I'll proudly bend

For I am her only child
And she is my dearest mystery
From an ancient throne I defy the world
To kneel before the powers within.

For I am her only child
And she is my dearest tragedy
World can't you see it?
I am not alone in my belief.

Virando costas ao Mundo
Orgulhosamente sós

ALMA MATER!


9. Ataegina

[bonus]

Na Ara da Vida jaz uma morte
A ti te lanco a minha sorte
Ataegenia triade fatal
Palida Deusa, doce e teu mal

Centenas de corvos sobre a rochedo
Cantam em coro historias de Medo
De Primaveras que a morte abraca
Em ti encontram a sua desgraca

Devotio Ver Sacrum
Devotio Consecratio
Capitis Dirae
Rainha da Noite, Rainha Natura
Saudoso berco primaveril

Ja se choram filhos perdidos
Para terras amargas sem retorno
Onde a voz dos Deuses Perdidos
Bebe o povo o sangue do corno

Corcas alvas trazen esperanca
Lembram destinos, a vitoria
Nobre Guerra, furiosa danca
Do po sai um rumor de gloria

Devotio Ver Sacrum
Devotio Consecratio
Capitis Dirae
Rainha da Noite, Rainha Natura
Saudoso berco primaveril

[PabLo StaLker]

Irreligious (1996)

1. Perverse...Almost Religious
2. Opium
3. Awake!
4. For A Taste Of Eternity
5. Ruin And Misery
6. A Poisoned Gift
7. Subversion
8. Raven Claws
9. Mephisto
10. Herr Spiegelman
11. Full Moon Madness



2. Opium

[The short Portuguese piece at the end of the song is actually a quote from one of the most famous and at the same enigmatic poets of Portuguese literature, Fernando Pessoa, whose works are abundantly translated into several languages from Czech to English itself. Anyway to make a long story short one of the most interesting aspects of this poet was that we used different personalities each one creating a peculiar kind of writing and a very particular universe of interpretation and artistic creation. I have chosen my favorite split on Pessoa's on the "person" of his heteronyms Alvaro de Campos who was more directed into a kind of urban, grey, depressive poetry. As I wanted to write a song about the creative power of the drug named opium, so evident in a lot of literature that is within my range of interest, I have collected inspiration from a particular poem named "Opicrio" that narrates a boat trip to the Orient in a very, very strange perspective indeed. So the actual thing translated might sound like this (I remark once again all the loss of power that translation carries with it):]

["Therefore I take opium. It is a medicine.]
[I am a convalescent of the Moment.]
[I live in the ground floor of Thought]
[and seeing life goes by grows me tedious."]

Opium, desire or will?
Inspiration bound from an elegant seed
Subversion, through smoke I foresee
Erotic motions of lesser gods in ecstasy

Opium, bring me forth another dream
Spawn worlds of flesh and red,
little jewels of atrocity
Opium, I sleep in debauchery
And burn with you
when you burn in Me

Opium, we fantasize
as we fuse with your root
You are a strange flower,
we are your strangest fruit

Opium, it burns in me and you
Opium, it burns for me and for you

"E por isso eu tomo ópio, é um remédio
Sou um convalescente do momento,
Moro no rés-do-chão do pensamento
E ver passar a vida faz-me tédio."

[Fernando Pessoa / Alvaro Campos: Opi�rio]


3. Awake!

Awake... for all is dying, even the dead

We are our Past failing to come back

All of us visionaires
with a rope around our neck


4. For A Taste Of Eternity

Your honey on coil burns,
As tears drop from your grand dead womb

Undesired, I fell into your being
Releasing shapes inside of you
Only seen in your wildest dreams
I am the impossibility
of your long-kept chastily
I am your offence and you can't wait
To have me inside of you and taste...

Eternity

Revolving around me,
in desire, you burn
As blood drops
from your new-awakened womb

Undesired, and thrown away from your belief
I am the one whom you
were taught to renounce
In your virginal fear
The sweat, the hands, the sleepless nights
And the violence of the silent sighs
All of them gather in me
Take my hand and taste eternity
Take my hand and find a new god


5. Ruin And Misery

In each of your failures
I saw my victory
And each time you fall
A knife tattoos a smile
On my lips
You are now empty of life
And we are drunk with death

Raw models
Ruin & Misery

I can offer you a hand
To help you hold the dagger
A perfect jewel for
Our perfect end

And as we lay, we kissed
Fingers wet with poison
Thinking to each one
There is beauty in death

Raw models
Ruin & Misery

Allow me to doubt
We were lovers who could really share
The only love between us
Was hate

Without hope we could not fear
And silently we disappeared
Hand in hand, we took our lives
And together stopped being
Raw models on a novel of Ruin & Misery


6. A Poisoned Gift

Forever young in a ground so cold
The splendor of your death still fresh to behold

In your neck an open wound
To spawn life into your Love
And to feed the creatures of our world

We have tasted from the poisoned gift of love
Which condemned us to forever fly alone

We have experienced an aged potion
The wine of life which stole us light
May we gather again and be as one
And to forever relish in the twin joys

As we taste from the poisoned gift of love

Forever young in a ground so cold
The splendour of your dance still there to behold

Our legend is a sin in tongues
To eternal sleep, to trance we belong
We are now but an empty glance
Palid is your state of grace

To eternal sleep we belong
Feeling the rapture of the world
Beneath the violence of this curse
From the poisoned gift of love

Once I asked you to fly
Tonight I recreate the vow:
Do not fail to love Me as I have failed to die
With you...


7. Subversion

Perverse: the religion of pain
In each detail a world,
I know you hide something...


8. Raven Claws

I remember her as a child

Raven...on and on with her raven claws
Carving...on and on with her raven claws

How she lusts when she remembers
The night of her first blow
She always wanted to know
How far could she really go

Inflamed, a dead-end room
Seduce to consume
Nightsilence...Vampire...Empire
Statues with open wounds

The flavour of poison and moon
Still maturing on her blood
She is not your occasional affair, no!
But eternal love, drop by drop...

Raven...on and on with her raven claws
Carving...on and on with her raven claws

How daylight hurts when moonlight bites
She juggles with her invisible knife
A black bird senses danger and flies
Gives peace to a tall figure in the dark

Little silhouette snakes find
a warm nest behind the door
And whip-tongues and skins
of sisters now gone.

Bodyprints cover the velvet floor
Which grows red and red
They know she will hunt and hurt tonight
And they crown her Queen of the Dead.

Raven...on and on with her raven claws
Raping...on and on with her raven claws

Will she weep for them or whip them once again?


9. Mephisto

As madmen, some hung head down
From a long dead tree
Some discuss, all at once
For no one to hear

Variations on emptiness
Great themes on vain glory

And as some go feral in strange performances
Dressing customs that are metaphors
Of your disease
Hungry eyes are looking for Me...Mephisto

Laughing, I feed you
With meaningless games, tricks and philosophies
Whose answers you would die for
In your hunger to believe

How it does amuse Me
And makes Me wonder
For how long that it was Mine
Because now it does really inflame Me

As if ignorance was my secret desire...Mephisto

I am an angel who dresses in red
Riding above you, etching fire rings
I have learned to fly
Don't you remember?
While you still have not come down
From your long-dead tree

I can teach you wonders if you give me your soul
Marvels and wild dreams can be yours
I can teach you how iron turns to gold
And how life can grow so old

But I am a demon who dresses in red
And I do not hope you will understand...Mephisto


10. Herr Spiegelman

Look Me in the eyes and drown...

"Everyone considered the man in the blue jacket
as the most beautiful human being they have ever seen:
nuns saw on him the Messiah in flesh;
Satan's adorers the lustrous Prince of Darkness;
philosophers the Supreme Being;
young females an enchanted prince;
Men an ideal reflection of themselves."

Patrick S�skind: The Perfume ("Story Of An Assassin")

Look Me in the eyes and drown...

I am your vulture, your immoral sculpture
Mirrorman, who understands
I am you, I know you
Your fantasy and reality
I wait for you to welcome you in my dreamworld
My water-eyes

Look Me in the eyes
Touch me in the eyes and dream...


11. Full Moon Madness

[The Narrated verses are nothing particularly worth of explaining in depth, they are just some of the many metaphors of Moonspell's lyrics so right to the point:]

[1st Portuguese verse:]
We are wolf memories
that tear the skin apart
Wolves that once were men
and shall be them again

[2nd Portuguese verse:]
We are wolf memories
that tear the skin apart
Wolves that once were men
and shall be them again
or perhaps memories of men
who insist of not tearing for to be wolves
but that never shall be them again...

Somos memórias de lobos que rasgam a pele
Lobos que foram homens
e o tornarão a ser

They awake for flesh
Choose pain as a path
Refuse a light
To blind you and me

Full Moon Madness,
We are as one and congregate
Full Moon Madness
We rise again to procreate

Somos memórias de lobos que rasgam a pele
Lobos que foram homens e o tornarão a ser
ou talvez memórias de homens.
que insistem em não rasgar a pele
Homens que procuram ser lobos
mas que jamais o tornarão a ser...

They awake for flesh
Choose pain as a path
Refuse a light
To blind you and me

Full Moon Madness,
We are as one and congregate
Full Moon Madness
We rise again to procreate to seal our fate

Irreverence was cast out from the sky
And eternity lost its sex forever
And under the same heaven they voted to emptiness
They still celebrate under a Full Moon Madness...

They awake for flesh
Choose pain as a path
Refuse a light to blind you and me

Irreverence was cast out from the sky
And eternity lost its sex forever
And under the same heaven they voted to emptiness
We still celebrate under a Full Moon Madness...

[PabLo StaLker]

2econd Skin (1997)

1. 2econd Skin
2. An Erotic Alchemy (Per-Version)
3. Sacred
4. 2econd Skin (Edit)
5. Alma Mater
6. ...Of Dream And Drama (Midnight Ride)
7. Awake!
8. Opium
9. (Herr) Spiegelman
10. Ruin & Misery
11. Mephisto



1. 2econd Skin

Crawl me into your second skin
and teach me everything

Second skin

Through your eyes a voyeur
Through your veils of a visionaire
talk to me about those things
no other soul would care.

Outcast all the colours that I still have
Camouflage me so I can fall and stand
somewhere between an underrated angel
and all those citizens marked with an X-Sex.

Second skin

Tissue apart and right to the heart
teach me the wonders of your moral blade
so I can stand still while you have to kill
all that was yours before and now has to fade away

Draw me the fine line between religion and crime
You are one more son of God you can never be wrong
but aren't we all?

As we sit and wait
for the serpent to bite our very own tail.

As I sit and wait
for the serpent to bite my very own tail.

Second skin


2. An Erotic Alchemy (Per-Version)

Queen of all my sleepless nights
For whose beauty I, Faun,
have played my pipes with heart
Queen in white silk, skin like milk
Horns of Faun, lips of dawn
You are now honoured you with me presence
As I'm honoured by your sigh
I crown your perfection
The predator in you breast, I devour

"Tempted is now my light body"

From where it burns, spirals of exotic scents
Rose, sandal, jasmine, all kinds of incense
Aged fragrances only dreamed of once
Dragons do dream far beyond the sense
We make love in the dusty throne
of a Modern Sodoma

"Come to Me, step further into my nakedness,
Caress me in your breasts of Fire"

"Breed my flame, have no fear of weakness
I welcome you in my hole of desire"

"Have me now Prince, have me there"
You beg still whispers in my ear

Daylight has broken into a strange nostalgia
Night tired candles seem like two lovers
Melt in an embrace of conspiracy
Between us there is this strange chemistry
but would you die for me?
would you die for what I've longed to be?

"Imperious, choleric, irascible, extreme in everything,
with a dissolute imagination of the like which has never been seen
atheistic to the point of fanaticism, there you have me in a nutshell
and kill me again or take me as I am for I shall not charge".
De Sade

"Breed of a nameless force, origin of our Sin
We are as large as Gods, we are their tragedy
We are the four arms of the solar Cross
Lighting in incredulous faces the flames of Uthopy"

Would you die for this?


3. Sacred

[Originally performed by Depeche Mode]

Sacred
Holy
To put it in words
To write it down
That is walking on hallowed ground
I'm a missionary

So here is my confession
It's an obsession
I'm a firm believer
And a warm receiver
And I've made my decision
This is religion
There's no doubt
I'm one of the devout
Trying to sell the story
Of love's eternal glory

Sacred
Holy
To put it in words
To write it down
That is walking on hallowed ground
I'm a missionary

Spreading the news around the world
Taking the word to boys and girls
I'm a firm believer
And a warm receiver
And I will go down on my knees
When I'll see beauty
There's no doubt
I'm one of the devout
Trying to sell the story
Of love's eternal glory

Sacred
Holy
To say it in words
To write it down
That is walking on hallowed ground
I'm a missionary


4. 2econd Skin (Edit)



5. Alma Mater

Mother Tongue speaks to Me
In the strangest way I've ever seen
I know that she sees in Me
Her proudest child, her purest breed

She speaks to Me in colour
That I can't really understand
I only know that they are ours
And to those I'll proudly bend

For I am your only child
And you my dearest mystery
From an ancient throne I defy the world
To kneel before the Power within

For I am your only child
And you my dearest mystery
World can't you see it?
Am I alone in my belief?

Virando costas ao Mundo
Orgulhosamente sós
Gloria Antiga, volta a nos!
ALMA MATER!

Breaking waves announce my bride
It is the only way the Sea could sing
Legends of Lusitanian pride
He sings the words I can not spring

At the Moon Mountain six wolves cry
Your lost glory we'll regain or die

For I am your only child
And you my dearest mystery
Pagan Gods in conspiracy
For the sword of Tyranny

Mother Tongue speaks to Me
In the strangest way I've ever seen
World can't you see?
Am I alone in my belief?
ALMA MATER!

Virando costas ao Mundo
Orgulhosamente sós
Gloria Antiga, volta a nos!
ALMA MATER!


6. ...Of Dream And Drama (Midnight Ride)

You've no mother to feed you
or to lick your so deep wounds
nor Earth where to lay your father
and even the Moon lies to you
When she shines

The seduction of an altar
Is a weakness in her movements of Death
It is a mere vanity of Woman
to delay her midnight ride
Suicide... Midnight ride...
Beautiful dagger you may now leave your case
Wild red tears at the lady's hand
Kissed were her breasts with your sharpened face
Given is now what Love had taken
Death and Love, they together danced

Yes, the flames did smile to her
Invited her to their fiery peace
To a funebre dance around a bonfire
Where all Women are naked and alone
Immolating their pride
May they forever ride. Far, in a midnight crime
Midnight ride, Suicide, Midnight ride...


7. Awake!

Awake... for all is dying, even the dead

We are our Past failing to come back

All of us visionaires
with a rope around our neck


8. Opium

Opium, desire or will?
Inspiration bound from an elegant seed
Subversion, through smoke I foresee
Erotic motions of lesser gods in ecstasy

Opium, bring me forth another dream
Spawn worlds of flesh and red,
little jewels of atrocity
Opium, I sleep in debauchery
And burn with you
when you burn in Me

Opium, we fantasise
as we fuse with your root
You are a strange flower,
we are your strangest fruit

Opium, it burns in me and you
Opium, it burns for me and for you

"E por isso eu tomo pio, um remdio
Sou um convalescente do momento,
Moro no rs-do-cho do pensamento
E ver passar a vida faz-me tdio."


9. (Herr) Spiegelman

Look Me in the eyes and drown...

"Everyone considered the man in the blue jacket
as the most beautiful human being they have ever seen:
nuns saw on him the Messiah in flesh;
Satan's adorers the lustrous Prince of Darkness;
philosophers the Supreme Being;
young females an enchanted prince;
Men an ideal reflection of themselves".
Patrick Suumloskind: The Perfume ("Story Of An Assassin")

Look Me in the eyes and drown...

I am your vulture, your immoral sculpture
Mirrorman, who understands
I am you, I know you
Your fantasy and reality
I wait for you to welcome you in my dreamworld
My water-eyes

Look Me in the eyes
Touch me in the eyes and dream...


10. Ruin & Misery

In each of your failures
I saw my victory
And each time you fall
A knife tattoos a smile
On my lips
You are now empty of life
And we are drunk with death

Raw models
Ruin & Misery

I can offer you a hand
To help you hold the dagger
A perfect jewel for
Our perfect end

And as we lay, we kissed
Fingers wet with poison
Thinking to each one
There is beauty in death

Raw models
Ruin & Misery

Allow me to doubt
We were lovers who could really share
The only love between us
Was hate

Without hope we could not fear
And silently we disappeared
Hand in hand, we took our lives
And together stopped being
Raw models on a novel of Ruin & Misery


11. Mephisto

As madmen, some hung head down
From a long dead tree
Some discuss, all at once
For no one to hear

Variations on emptiness
Great themes on vain glory

And as some go feral in strange performances
Dressing customs that are metaphors
Of your disease
Hungry eyes are looking for Me...
Mephisto

Laughing, I feed you
With meaningless games, tricks and philosophies
Whose answers you would die for
In your hunger to believe

How it does amuse Me
And makes Me wonder
For how long that it was Mine
Because now it does really inflame Me

As if ignorance was my secret desire...
Mephisto

I am an angel who dresses in red
Riding above you, etching fire rings
I have learned to fly
Don't you remember?
While you still have not come down
From your long-dead tree

I can teach you wonders if you give me your soul
Marvels and wild dreams can be yours
I can teach you how iron turns to gold
And how life can grow so old

But I am a demon who dresses in red
And I do not hope you will understand...
Mephisto

[PabLo StaLker]

Sin (Pecado) (1998)

1. Slow Down
2. Handmade God
3. 2econd Skin
4. abYsmo
5. Flesh
6. Magdalene
7. The Vulture Culture (Gloria Domini)
8. E666U666R666O666T666I666C666A
9. Mute
10. deKadance
11. Let The Children Cum To Me...
12. The Hanged Man
13. 13


1. Slow Down

Slow down. God can hear you.


2. Handmade God

For that viper that grows inside your head
she remains there waiting to be fed
self made parasite speculating about the end

(I ask you)

Can you forgive her?

Back into the womb of this holy woman
else pregnant of an entire breed
of men afraid to create, (to) take place and to proceed

(I ask you)

Can you forgive them?

They promised me a miracle
a private god for me to hold

Can you forgive me?

They promised me a miracle
someone to really really love

Can you forgive me?

Your handmade god
is back into your womb

Is it right to indulge on an ecstasy
of creating a god that sees what I see,
looks exactly like me, rather what I (what I) wanted to be

Can you forgive me?

For that viper that grew inside my head
for having betrayed you so well

Can you forgive me?

They promised me a miracle
when all my crimes will be just one
but now is gone.
They promised me a miracle.
Back to your womb it feels so cold.


3. 2econd Skin

Crawl me into your second skin
and teach me everything

(Second skin)

Through your eyes a voyeur
Through your veils of a visionaire
talk to me about those things
no other soul would care.

(Second skin)

Outcast all the colours that I still have
Camouflage me so I can fall and stand
somewhere between an underrated angel
and all those citizens marked with X-sex.

(Second skin)

Tissue apart and right to the heart
teach me the wonders of your moral blade
so I can stand still when you have to kill
all that was yours before and now has to fade away

Draw me the fine line between religion and crime
You are one more son of a God you can never be wrong
but aren't we all?

As we sit and wait
for the serpent to bite our very own tale
(As I sit and wait
for the serpent to bite my very own tale)

(Second skin)


4. abYsmo

Men with both roots and wings
they tie us down and ask us to leave
they are teachings unheard, they are bodies on smoke

Men with both roots and wings
at a singular voice we moan
our teachings mislead, our teachings like smoke

we sleep between the storm that was
and the storm which has to come

We've learnt to learn everywhere
and the very own nature has taught us to wait
difference does sound like sin ,equality reliefs
and that fame ryhmes with hate yet everything is fair
on the intervals of your death

misguided demons or forthcoming heroes
each one with an important name
nothing else than an important name.

Men with both roots and wings
at a certain time we are one
our litlle tricks, our innocence stubborn

Men with just little wings, men with just little minds
Men with just little eyes, men with just little deeds

sleeping between the storm that was
and the wind which fails to come [(and finally)]
blow us away.


5. Flesh

Have you ever loved a woman
who instead of give or trade
would seduce you with a trade
have you ever loved this man?


6. Magdalene

Have you ever loved a woman
who should be that little intruder
in the one that you should be

Share the snake with us,
swallow the snake (for) us...

Have you ever loved a woman
who instead of give or take
would seduce you with a trade

Share the snake with us,
swallow the snake (for) us...

You have learnt heaven through impure lips
so different from what you have been told
so different from what you have seen

and now that you learnt you will have to release
the tender arms of a woman
which would have strangled you to let you live
you will have to elect (choose) the fainting arms of this cross
which are just killing you to let you live...

Share the snake with us,
follow the snake with us...


7. The Vulture Culture (Gloria Domini)

Would you pay by surprise?
Feasting on the dead's cultures?
And Christ what should I say more?
But honestly, I love that

yes, everyone has a price
why is everyone so suprised ?
and there is always a claw
at the end of each hand
they strecht down to help you
(they) strecht down to hurt you

look at me and see your child (had you been this good child)
(and) learn from your little girl
as she suicides once more
and then you have failed to be there
too involved in tuning the world's daily lecture
on the vulture culture

(God has surprise
I really had - had to watch the ....
But when I'm offered of dead cultures
I can't see anymore
I have to lie)

Everything has its price
is everyone satisfied ?
Let me show you my sex
at the palm of each hand
it goes back and protects you
it ends up fucking you

just tune me once more
and just try me once more
just turn me on
just tune me once more

just try me once more
just drive me once more
just turn me on
just tune me once more

sell me out, sell me out, sell me out, sell me...

Yes, everyone has a price
Yes, everything is a prize
Let me show you my suprise,
let me show you my suprise

does it turn you on to keep on tuning on this vulture culture ?

Vulture Culture - are you satisfied ?

Let ME show YOU my suprise...


8. E666U666R666O666T666I666C666A

(a hell of a place)

Let me welcome you to that special place
where EVERYONE is YOURS
(Let me welcome you to that special place)
and (where) YOU are EVERYONE'S

(Eurotica)

Let me welcome you to that special place
where EVERYONE is SANE
Let me welcome you to that special place
where YOU are EVERYONE'S

(Eurotica)

Let us spare you the GRIEF
that to BE YOURSELF might bring
You are here to be AMUSED maybe confused or misused
to be a living METAPHOR of this MODERN, great swing
Just DRINK and EAT and do not FORGET
to play always SAFE INTERCOURSE

(in this human sized and human shaped zoo)

WE do not mind to PROGRESS alone
WE do not mind to take it on,
(WE do not mind) to take CONTROL
WE do not mind to be YOU.

(Eurotica)

E666U666R666O666T666I666C666A

where I wanna be
where I wanna live


9. Mute

Approach and try to live me backwards
then without looking behind
surviving is somewhat confusing
although I never mind

if only silence could ever talk
how loud will be the voice
of this sincerely yours, violently yours

without you I am mute
without you, raped and nude
(without you) [No] (while you are the) one can touch me like I do

If only you could crawl by yourself
and release me from all your weight
would I still love you to the point of hate?

Cherish my guilt and then juggle with it
that paper Jesus on your bedroom wall
will bleed us to redeem

Without you I am mute
without you, raped and nude,
(Without you) [no] (while you are the) one can hurt me like you do

I want to know how it feels
to proceed without sharing it
your devil disguise is breaking
your face is now so crude
conscious blind and deaf and mute
it is the only way to be just near of you
it is the only way to show myself to you

Without you I am mute
raped and nude, without you...


10. deKadance

Tomorrow will (you) I wake up?
and instead of eyes we will be born with blindfolds
Tomorrow will you (I) wake up?
and from my mouth will flee a song

Tomorrow I will wake up
with this strange need of not to belong
Tomorrow I will wake up
just to copy whatever is wrong

Tomorrow I will wake up
in a cage of perfect gold
Tomorrow, will I wake up?
hope in tongue, golden song

Tomorrow, I will wake up
with an innate appetite
(to be one of yours)
to be just one of yours

Tomorrow I will wake up
and try everything not to be alone
Tomorrow will I wake up?
and try everything to be alone

Incise, open wide from the inside
cast out, see what is still left of (life) live
Secure for me the status of a prime suspect
Tying the hands of a blindman
Teaching the colours to a blindman
and ask him to react, and ask him to react

Tomorrow I will finally feel
a natural (natural) will
of being artificial

(Tomorrow i will feel)

into
Decadance
with
elegance.


11. Let The Children Cum To Me...

Hey you little Jesus bride why have you smiled to me?
Hey you little Jesus bride why have you sang to me ?

They say that God is inside us all, and sometimes He is
not in the way that I have preached for to wish to
but God is my lover and I love him too

He acts in mysterious ways
He has such mysterious shapes
I know them all from inside out
and in one by one I do believe - no matter how

and They say the tongue who prays is the tongue which licks
and that the ones who kneel in four shall stand
to be loved by God without having the grace
to see who is behind them now, wearing God's face

the Judgement day is not ever far away
but to how many did it came long before the puberty

Hey you little Jesus bride, why have you smiled to me?
Hey you little Jesus bride, why have you sang to me ?

as they select themselves and cut in innocent flesh
what Jesus really meant by: "Let the children come to me..."

Hey you little Jesus bride, be my wife, be my wife...


12. The Hanged Man

Put your arms around my neck
just like a pathetic lace of death
displays like a tarot deck
I am the card of the hanged man

and here I stand
with a flame on my hand
do you understand?

If there is hope for me
she is flirting with the breeze
on a peculiar choreography
with the dead arms of some old southern tree

silently, lips sealed against me
silently, wanna walk with me?

And it makes you wanna know
if in all the stories the truth is really told

And it makes you wanna reborn
and like a snake crawl every warm season
Into a different form

When you can still kill me,
when you can still cure me. Cure me.

Put your lace around my face
just like a fairytale
through the blank of my closed eyes
you can foresee the rope within

And it makes you wanna know
how deep have you truly flown

And it makes you wanna ride
through the fake suicide of someone
already dead inside

Still you walk with me, silently

And it makes you wanna disclaim
something you had really never learnt

And it makes you wanna stay
forever tangled in the pale arms of some hanged man

Here I stand. To understand.
Violently. I have you with me.


13. 13

(We were happy to have you with us tonight
and hope you'll come back often.)

[PabLo StaLker]

The Butterfly Effect (1999)

1. Soulsick
2. The Butterfly Fx
3. Can't Bee
4. Lustmord
5. Selfabuse
6. I Am The Eternal Spectator
7. Solitary Vice
8. Disappear Here
9. Adaptables
10. Angelizer
11. Tired
12. K / O Mal De Cristo


1. Soulsick

[lyrics: Ribeiro, music: Paixao/Crestana]

I am only real at places I can not be

My right hand rebels and chops off the left
(the) hairy ape walks into stage
he tries to stay erect

the one who never slept
in order to be perfect
the arrogance of their hands
the joy of the regret

soulsick - good at things I never did

soulsick but skindeep, tense, frantic but relieved
soulsick but skindeep, tense, frantic but believed

I am only real at places I can not be
Dead liquid vigilant
Implanted into my sleep

The one who never slept
The one who stays erect
The one who is profound
The one I do reject

soulsick but skindeep, tense, frantic but relieved
soulsick but skindeep, tense, frantic but believed

soulsick - good at things I never did

I am only real at places I can not be

Soulsick but skindeep
I'm not real, just believed in

Soulsick but skindeep
Not real, just believe in


2. The Butterfly Fx

[lyrics: Ribeiro, music: Paxao/Crestana]
[percussion sounds extracted from "Heart of Africa" (Spectrasonics)]
[pre-produced at P'ra Musica Studio, Alverca, Portugal]

When I move
You move with me
I feed off you
You feast on me

And what I see
You can not see
That when I move
You move with me

Where's this small
dead hand that creeps me
I am biting it to its very bone
Collapsing with everything new on me
until it gets so very old

And what I see
You can not see
That when I move
You move with me

There is this third body
spinning fast
reducing me
into a relapse
with its crippled flaps
slow motion dims
sweetly parasited
by butterfly wings

And what I see
You can not see
That when I move
You move with me

All that is old is new again
(To be) each other spies
we're condemned
Everything is everywhere
The butterfly effect

And what I see
You can not see
I will have to kill you
Before you kill me

Everything is everywhere
The butterfly effect


3. Can't Bee

[lyrics: Ribeiro, music: Paixao/Crestana]

Can't bee your lover
Can't bee that loveless
Can't bee that healing rope, or anything
Can't bee without you, the one or the other
Can't even bee what you are for me

Can't even bee your final solution
I hope I was your final pollution

Can't bee your motion
Can't bee that frozen
Can't bee those limbs you miss, or everything
Can't bee the apocalypse, one or the other
Can't live your life for you and for me

Can't even bee your final pollution
I wish I was the heartbeat of your destruction

Can't bee like you
Can't bee that hateful
Can't bee that cross to bridge, or just that thing
Can't bee the insect stroke, the distracted love
Don't dare to bee what you are for me

Can't even bee your absolution
I pace at the rhythm of your consumption


4. Lustmord

[lyrics: Ribeiro, music: Paixao]
[congas & timbales by Oli Albergaria Savill]
[pre-produced at P'ra Musica Studio, Alverca, Portugal]

Whatever haunts me from birth on
is leaking white blood again
it is sickening my heart
while I divide yours in two

Lustmord - (I will) never stop to hurt you
Lustmord - (I will) never stop to love you

I will never stop to hurt you
Now that I have you with me
So close together in one body
I feel safe but what about you ?

the soft, sweet wound of normalcy
is sweating white blood again
I am fingering every inch of it
grateful for who I am

you're my interruption
my crossroad of just one way
my object without a function
but still mine anyway

Lustmord
Lustmord

unpredictable - when I kiss it burns
irresistible - as a crowd of only one
I am so addicted and you are so down
Yore are nailed forever to my sense of lust

Lustmord - (I will) never stop to hurt you
Lustmord - (I will) never stop to love you


5. Selfabuse

[lyrics: Ribeiro, music: Crestana/Paixaio/Amorim]
[pre-produced at P'ra Musica Studio, Alverca, Portugal]

On my knees now
I'll inflict myself
some real love
On my knees now
I'll choke myself
in troubled love

On my knees now
I'll purge myself
of real love
On my knees now
I swear, I know nothing
of that troubled love

Have me, have me, have, never waste (the good) in me.
Watch me, watch me, watch me, but never try to be me.

I am a man again
through self abuse
improving myself
Through self abuse
I am a man again
through self abuse
Selfabuse

On my knees now
I'll end myself
through real love
On my knees now
I'll reveal myself in troubled blood.

Waste me, waste me, waste me, never try to beat me.

I am a man again
through self abuse
improving myself
Through self abuse

I am seeing someone
Sneaking through
my troubled blood...
I am feeling someone
Starving for my troubled love...

Waste me, waste me, waste me, never try to beat me.

Self abuse. Never try to complete with me.


6. I Am The Eternal Spectator

[lyrics: Ribeiro, Music: Paixao]
[telephone by Julie Katnoria, white piano by Ribeiro]

I am the eternal spectator

The eternal stimulator
Of things that never come
Of things that never come

I am the eternal spectator

The eternal ruminator
Of things better left alone
Of things better left alone

Watching over you
Sometimes inside of you
Watching over you
Sometimes inside of you

The eternal dictator
Of your perpetual distraction
The eternal collector
Of things that were never done
The eternal agitator
Of a war you never fought
The eternal demonstrator
Until you prove me wrong

Watching over you
Sometimes inside of you
Watching over you
Long-dead inside of you.


7. Solitary Vice

[lyrics: Ribeiro, Music: Paixao]
[caixixi, maracas & shakers by Oli Albergaria Savill]

I will manipulate you
Until it becomes a vice
I will dispose of you
Until it becomes a vice
Let me exaggerate you
Distort you from inside out
love you by different rules
fuck you up to your soul

I will pretend I love you
To know what is like
Then come in my own mouth
To feel what is like
Let me desecrate you
Spit you when I'm done
Let me banalize you
Until you are adored

Open your heart
Half-devoured
All that I want
Is your strange kind of power
Open your heart
Half-devoured
All that I want
Is your strange kind of power

I will insist on you
Until you become the Truth
i will decay with you
Until you become the Ruin
Let me celebrate here
Now that nothing is left of you
Let me celebrate now
Here's nothing left of you

Open your heart
Half-devoured
All that I want
Is your strange kind of power
Open your heart
Half-devoured
All that I want
Is your strange kind of power

I will dispose of you. I will manipulate you
I will discard of you but I will believe in you


8. Disappear Here

[lyrics: Ribeiro, Music: Paixao]
[caixixi and shakers by Oli Albergaria Savill]
[based on an original concept by Bret Easton Ellis]

You can disappear here
Without knowing it
You can disappear here
Without believing it

Leave me alone. Take me with you
Bring me apart, a part from you

Inject your soul
With a milligram of false hope
Write your last loath song

Disappear hear.


9. Adaptables

[Lyrics: Ribeiro, Music: Paixao]
[Dictophone by Ribeiro]

To Live is to collaborate

All the spineless people
won't capitulate
Will walk again
Will walk again
Will evacuate
And stimulate

And they will wait for the Man
With that ridiculous fairy hand
To work on their lives
And to re-adjust their faith

All the spineless people
Will walk again
Will walk again
Will agitate
And ejaculate

A great act of Sex will be lived here
We will call it The Great and Only Shame
We will make love to ourselves
And tomorrow we will make the same
Make the same

All the Insect actors
Want to participate
Will perform again
Will perform again
Will dissociate
And fabricate

And they will wait for the Dictator
With that apocalyptic Lizard Head
To review their births
And invert their pains

All the Insect actors
(really) want to participate
Will perform again
Will perform again
Will imitate
And simulate

An emergency will be staged
We will call it The Great Accident
We will act as someone else
The very ones we learnt to hate

All of us the ultra-Human
Wish to associate
will hesistate
will adequate
and collaborate.

a great act of Free Will will be lived here
They already call it the Golden Age
We will adapt and celebrate
But we will perish just the same
Just the same


10. Angelizer

[Lyrics: Ribeiro, Music: Paixao]
[Angelizer lyrics were unblocked through the Dreamachine effect]
[special thanks to David Woodard]

The lunar backbone stands straight and alert for a last time
The mammal feathers are revamped just for this last night
Mouthless children are breasted with their own words
To essence of their souls escaping through their giant bones

you will be paralysed
made to be believed
broken inside to survive
and to watch over me

archangel - of no use and no form
archangel - suffocating alone

multiple wounds reach the heat of an absolute zero
the eaten fluids, the flesh of the conventional hero
Heavenly levels on a full blast of lust but minimum pain
Injected wings rip backflesh and go inside again
Mouthless children suffocate
with their ancient words,
their mud-dimensional world
lactating from their shrinking bones

you will be paralysed
the corrupted seed
broken inside to survive
I will laugh at all this

archangel - with no use and no form
archangel - suffocating with blood

the eternal spectator stares at this and improvises
his holy centralbone always on a rise, always on a rise

archangel - of no use and no form
archangel - suffocating with words


11. Tired

[Lyrics: Ribeiro, Music: Crestana/Paixao]
[sample extracted from Mozart's Requiem]
[based on a true story]

Maybe I am the man with those mystic two heads
one facing down, the other facing back
but I don't know who I am
and you still don't know who I am

Maybe I am the man with the legendary four hands
To finger, to heal, crave and strangulate
but I don't know who I am
and you still don't know who I am

I am exhausted of returning to a place I've never been
I am exhausted of returning from a place I've never been

Maybe I am the man of the universal two words
The lie and the lie, the scorn and the scorn
You want to know how I am
To forgive me what I am

I am exhausted of returning to a place I've never been
I am exhausted of returning from a place I've never been

I forgot who I am but I am too tired to be it
I forgot who I am but I am too tired to live/leave it

I am exhausted of returning to a place I've never been
I am exhausted of returning from a place I've never been

12. K / O Mal De Cristo

[Lyrics: William S. Burroughs 1991, deconstruction by]
[Fernando Ribeiro 1999, Music: Crestana/Paixao]
[udo, talking drum, cuica, water, unhas de cabra, nozes, cesto guarini &]
[shakers by Oli Albergaria Savill]

No caso do mal de Cristo o primeiro sintoma e a morte.
Calcula-se que cem milhoes de pesspas morteram do mal de Cristo.
"Eu sou o caminho". Os efeitos especiais ecoluriam multo desde Jesus.
Ora Cristo diz que se algum filho da puta te tirar metade da roupa que Ihe
des a outra metade.
Muitos tolos infelizes foram esmagados por pilhas de Litas seminus em Iuta.

Os Implacaveis do Perdao.
Nao ha duvida alguma, irmaos e irmas, amor e a resposta.
Enfial a vossa lingua pela sua garganta abaixo,
Proval o que ele esteve a comer e abencoai a sua digestao
Deslizai para os seus intestinos e ajudai-o trabalhar a comida.
De-Ihe o seu amor e tera a sua aureola-extensao.
Olhos por toda a parte, no seu televisor, no quarto, no banho.

Milhares de irmaos metedicos que te cheiram, ouvem, veem, dia e noite
                                       X20
Nao ha duvida alguma, irmaos e irmas, amor e a resposta.
                                       X5

[PabLo StaLker]

Darkness And Hope (2001)

1. Darkness And Hope
2. Firewalking
3. Nocturna
4. Heartshaped Abyss
5. Devilred
6. Ghostsong
7. Rapaces
8. Made Of Storm
9. How We Became Fire
10. Than The Serpents In My Hands
11. Os Senhores Da Guerra
12. Mr. Crowley


1. Darkness And Hope

So this is
the exemplar deathstyle
you told me about;
you want my seed in
is this the treason
I bare the fame from?
my fatal freedom;
the omniswansong

I carry the news of Darkness and hope

So this is
the underworld
you have in your heart;
you hide in your room
I´m so sorry to say
it only makes me laugh

I carry the news of Darkness and hope

So here I have-your act of love
within the poison-of your every word
each night you stay in-each night I will have to run
knowing from darkness and hope
there is no return.

I carry the news of darkness and hope.

dedicated to the small great people of Saboia, Alentejo, Portugal.
Hang, rope, silver bullet,magic pill,mandrake´s root. The southern
deathstyle


2. Firewalking

Help me fall from grace
need you to be Incomplete
I am the impostor at your feet
is it your first time
or have you been tempted before
downward into the pulsing life
laying below

try firewalking inside of Me
when everything (else) falls apart

won´t you fall from grace
I am at a wingbeat
from my retreat
is it your first time or have you been tempted before
downward into the pulsing secret
laying below

try firewalking inside of Me
when everything (else) falls apart


3. Nocturna

High heels of crystal
stuck in the heart
daylight that heals
the fullmoon scars
Spider strategy
and the wish to be
at one with me
throughout the fright

It is so real
So full of light
(when) Nocturna steals the night

Sister of cain
all our breed slain
the youthful oath
is still the same
le mal de vivre
that never ends
but the hunt (for you) goes on
throughout the night

It is so real
So full of light
(when) Nocturna steals the night


4. Heartshaped Abyss

Never resist
The firewalker
He has been sent
To educate you
never look back
at the great Deep
and never dance to
that curse he sings

Never resist
The life long Pessimist
he is the leader
and not the enemy
My heart complete
put to destroy you
my darkness is obsolete
please let me follow you

And when we meet there
Into the Heartshaped abyss
you´ll scar my your kiss
and when we meet there
into the heartshaped abyss
you'll forgive me everything
scared away
get away

Never resist the firewalker
he has been sent to lay a curse on you
never look back;never resist
Liar I am ready to push you

And when we meet there
Into the Heartshaped abyss
you'll scar my your kiss
and when we meet there
into the heartshaped abyss
you´ll forgive me everything
scared away
get away

Let's get away from this world
to a place we are still beautiful

Abismo portátil, em forma de coração


5. Devilred

She wears devilRed

she sweats the poison
-all over her
keeps me quiet
-inside her storm
she has the method
-no other knows

red as the veins,she likes to swim in
floating so gently,through this human misery

She must be a part
Of a Highest Plan
Something I can´t understand

she wears devilRed

She´s selling a damned soul
To whoever pays the most
Her body-the cure
for all evil and good

red as the veins
she likes to swim in
floating so gently
through this human misery

She must be a part
Of the Highest Plan
Something I can´t understand

she wears devilRed

devilred


6. Ghostsong

Outside the mythic Rains
let us know we are not insane
blood debts still to be paid
(instead) we celebrate the Stranger

Inside the mythic Pains are played
blood doubts are asked again
beware the answers you can not tame
(might) take you too far away

Say what you are
Come here to haunt you
Say what you will
I am going haunt you
And protect you
I am going hurt you

And if we survive this dawn
we wish we'd see the Day
die to comeback a single time
that face in the window
is never the same

Say what you are
Come here to haunt you
Say what you will
I am going haunt you
And protect you
I am going hurt you

III/IX/MM-Aurora


7. Rapaces

eternal life runs so slow
while you play your lamentation show
eternal kisses are cold
why do you think they are beautiful?
Let the candles burn
And the stakes go through the soul

not all vampires suck blood
not all of them die for love

eternal life runs- so very slow
impossible-so very wrong wrong
final pra