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... Feel the empire's wrath!...
I see the night so beautiful... I see the night so grim
Dimensions of the horreful... Strange and ghostly what I have seen.
Is Death before my eyes? Or just the mirror's magic sights?...
For my astonishment, I wonder in, what it shows me.
My static incantation... an unnatural conjuration...
Spellbound initiation... Keep my soul, give me your blessings
I will never forget, what mirror shows me, no regret...
A divine entropy, descending darkness over me...
The mirror's... Magic sights
The mirror's... Magic lights (2x)
I see the night so wonderful... ephemeral and grim
Dimensions of the sorrowful... It's the ghost that lives in me...
A kabbalistic wonder... A moment in eternity...
And now I have to ponder, is it artificial or reality?...
It's Hope before my eyes? Or just the mirror's magic sights?...
Theatre of comedy, twisting truth in tragedy
I will never forget, what life shows me, no regret...
A divine entropy, or the Satan's litanies?...
The mirror's... Magic sights
The mirror's... Magic lights (2x)
Mirror, Mirror, on the wall,
Who's the fairest of them all?
Please attend my call, I'm in free fall.
Mirror, Mirror, set me free
Let me become whom I want to be
Unchain my soul for all eternity.
Mirror, Mirror, give me wonders
Awake me from my slumber
Don't deceive me with your fallacies.
Mirror, Mirror, use your illusion
Don't trick my eyes with self-delusions
I am not the man I used to be...
... Come on!... To enter the eternal mirror...
Can you please give me wonders? Don't break my dreams asunder
And I swear, I will keep it to myself.
Can you release me from torment? Even just for a moment...
And I swear, I will tell no one else.
Mirror, cast me a spell, I'm in a living hell
And I swear, I will keep it to myself.
Give me beauty, give me wonders, don't break my dreams asunder
And I swear, I will tell no one else. (2x)
I see the night so beautiful... I see the night so grim
Dimensions of the horreful... Strange and ghostly what I have seen.
Is Death before my eyes? Or just the mirror's magic sights?...
For my astonishment, I wonder in, what it shows me.
It's Hope before my eyes? Or just mistaken magic sights?...
Theatre of tragedy, twisting truth in comedy
I will never forget, what mirror shows me, no regret...
A divine entropy, descending blackness over me...
The mirror's... Magic sights
The mirror's... Magic lights (2x)
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Neste theatro... Incólume... Indemne a qualquer dor
Primeiro acto... Eu immovel... Esquecendo o amor...
A calligraphia é negra... Exuberante... Trás um gosto lacónico
Triumpho é o mote... Victoria... Esquecido e anacrónico...
… Lágrymas & Negra Philosophia...
No Meu Phantasmagórico Labyrintho Theatral… (2x)
E no segundo acto... Cambaleio... Neste cenário céptico
E num momento exacto... Sou rei... No meu reino eléctrico...
Pois nesta phantasia... Sou phantasma... Trago um estranho phenomeno
Sinto-me anímico... Sem alma... Bucólico e anónimo...
… Lágrymas & Negra Philosophia...
No Meu Phantasmagórico Labyrintho Theatral… (2x)
No terceiro acto... O derradeiro... O que revela o final
Agora folclórico... Frenético... Entre o bem e o mal
Despeço-me de vós... Com a alma... Com a alma trucidada
Resoa o meu lamento... E acaba... A farça malfadada...
… Lágrymas & Negra Philosophia...
No Meu Phantasmagórico Labyrintho Theatral… (2x)
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Seven Silver Keys
04:57
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You're hiding in your hall, alone with your hunger
Can't break through the wall, of the prison within
No reason to be proud, don't go so near it
You bow your head in shame, afraid you will fear it
Open up your dreams
Seven silver keys
To open up your dreams
You need seven silver keys
A war against yourself, you win or you lose here
Something new to fear or nothing to do
Paradise hotel, bombs in your cellar
Mr clean'n'safe, your guvenor of hell
Open up your dreams
Seven silver keys
To open up your dreams
You need seven silver keys
The vultures of the mind, the vampire guerilla
Invite the underground, give in to your self
Let loose the hounds of Hades, that means you can kill her
Unlock the secret wells, your life can begin
Open up your dreams
Seven silver keys
To open up your dreams
You need seven silver keys (2x)
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A Luz Azul
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P'la janela entra a luz azul da lua, das cortinas desliza p'lo chão
Enche o quarto o frio silêncio nu da rua, envolvente em mansa lassidão.
Tenho em mim ruim pressentimento, de já ter vivido este momento.
Se estou a sonhar, quando acordar, vou correr o estore e deixar...
... A luz entrar...
Baila sobre o fio brilhante e tentador, um pontinho azul que me seduz.
E num gesto exacto e breve, vivo a minha vida em contraluz.
Tenho em mim ruim pressentimento, de já ter vivido este momento.
Se estou a sonhar, quando acordar, vou correr o estore e deixar...
... A luz entrar...
Um pontinho azul que me seduz, fecho os olhos tento não pensar…
... Não pensar…
Tenho em mim ruim pressentimento, de já ter vivido este momento.
Se estou a sonhar, quando acordar, vou correr o estore e deixar...
... A luz entrar...
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Russians
04:28
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In Europe and America there's a growing feeling of hysteria
Conditioned to respond to all the threats
In the rhetorical speeches of the Soviets
Mister Krushchev said, 'We will bury you'
I don't subscribe to this point of view
It would be such an ignorant thing to do
If the Russians love their children too.
How can I save my little boy
From Oppenheimer's deadly toy?
There is no monopoly on common sense
On either side of the political fence
We share the same biology
Regardless of ideology
Believe me when I say to you
I hope the Russians love their children too.
There is no historical precedent
to put the words in the mouth of the president
There's no such thing as a winnable war
It's a lie we don't believe anymore
Mister Reagan says 'We will protect you'
I don't subscribe to this point of view
Believe me when I say to you
I hope the Russians love their children too.
We share the same biology
Regardless of ideology
What might save us, me and you
Is if the Russians love their children too.
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(Silence)
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Hidden Track (TeknoAXE)
03:40
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Antiquus Scriptum Almada, Portugal
Antiquus Scriptum is a pagan black metal band, w/ thrash metal, folk and ambiental influences, that rises from Portugal and held by Sacerdos Magus since the distant winter of 1998... Six original full-length albums, so far, and a great pile of parallel (physical) releases through several labels around the world! Submerged on the bloody pages of ancient history, mithology, etc... BEWARE!! ... more
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