Si vos sos las ramas que miran al cielo Yo, las raices que a la tierra van Si vos sos la noche, yo soy el dia Si vos sos el fuego, la lena yo soy. No
Translation: Maldoror. Arcane Pain.
[instrumental]
Frozen and hidden in dustsmiles The naked voice rises so pale With fear forward to loneliness Yet so proud like wolves in their habitat Removed the
[LP version only - Original verison by KISS] It's not the beauty maybe ...Just you're still hot Want to live together What they forgot Join the will
They tried to hold the boundaries of love Knowing the last word since the opening act. Fury traction. Need to fulfil. This distance kills. Raging from
Nobody knows where the edge of knowledge marks No one will ever enter the realm of subconsciousness Just trying to show how intense is nakedness And
Walking moments of life through the way of time The surrounding green tastes this immortal instant To be the frame of melancholy read by parallel selves
As a man falls in his unknown He stops his mortal time. The state of slave-being is put to an end And suffering grows sharper. Yearning what we detest
[Music: MonTagnA, Lyrics : M.Scarpa] Lost in the paleness of a missing day, memories drift away Flirting with dust of an ego, time no longer plays...
[Music: MonTagnA, Lyrics: M.Scarpa] [Pt. 1 ? Fear / Anger] Yes...I'm here to envy your existence Broken glass, puzzle of uncertainties made belief; ...
[Music: MonTagnA, Lyrics: M. Scarpa] A new sphere of emptiness roars Beyond your spectre of fulfilment. All the lies you taste don't succumb Behind
[Music: MonTagnA, Lyrics: M. Scarpa] Through centuries of forgotten truth The perception's line seeks the river of doom Unsilent reality reaches the
Streams of decadence swing and enclose the vital flux Epitaphs carved inside the mind of time, hibernated and waiting In this livid day seconds flow
Dungeons of the night closed for asphyxiation Enter the calm of morbid creation Tools ready for decanonization Reach the realm where fantasies are pushed
[Testament Cover] [Music: A. Skolnick / E. Peterson, Lyrics: S. Souza / E. Peterson] [Leads: MonTagnA] Summoned to the house of seance To play the
[Music: MonTagnA, Lyrics: M. Scarpa] The deepest essence revealed by sacred smoke. Justice of being trapped in a cell called life. Denial. devoid. purity