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Project X-katon (2006)
LYRICS:
As your core has started to weep
Like the flowers of the night
A re-discussed voice that whispers
Is disappearing at your sight
No coming back
Just turn around
How could you stand
Just coming down
There is no chance
To feel the sound
Don't call the end
It kills with no wounds
Gods and men meet on the peak
Hails their souls with holy bleeds
I feel that all I could is all I am
that all you are is what I am
I feel that all the strength I feel in me
Is what I do just done to forgive?
As the clouds has started to thunder
Changing euphoria into fright
A sleepless age has passed with wonder
Dreaming in fear times of might
To kill is a fight, a fight engraved in to your eyes
Killing for pride as an act divine.
Project X-katon (2006)
LYRICS:
As your core has started to weep
Like the flowers of the night
A re-discussed voice that whispers
Is disappearing at your sight
No coming back
Just turn around
How could you stand
Just coming down
There is no chance
To feel the sound
Don't call the end
It kills with no wounds
Gods and men meet on the peak
Hails their souls with holy bleeds
I feel that all I could is all I am
that all you are is what I am
I feel that all the strength I feel in me
Is what I do just done to forgive?
As the clouds has started to thunder
Changing euphoria into fright
A sleepless age has passed with wonder
Dreaming in fear times of might
To kill is a fight, a fight engraved in to your eyes
Killing for pride as an act divine.

![ENSOPH | Salmo A Nessuno
Opus Dementiae - Per Speculum Et In Aenigmate (2004)
LYRICS:
NB: the very first lines of the lyrics are not reported anywhere, nor even in the booklet.
Perso il verbo [...],
nella mia mente ho un debole intendimento.
La lingua silente il sangue ha asciugato.
Nel nulla di [...] è rinato.
Come il veleno nel seno di Socrate
gela le carni salendo dal basso,
questa voce che impreca al silenzio
non chiede parola, non occupa spazio.
Su tavole antiche infrante nellira,
il patto abortito di un dio affamato.
Fallito linizio sospira la fine,
dove il perdono si veste di spine.
Sia benedetto il giorno dellira,
perché il male rinnega rimedio.
Le piaghe, la sete, la peste e la fame,
oggi che lodio è il nostro pane.
Nessuno ci impasta di terra ed argilla.
Non vi è più alito ad infondere vita.
Il ricordo è morte, la memoria è fumo.
Sia lodato il mio nessuno.
Sia lodato il mio nessuno.
Sia lodato il mio nessuno.
Sia lodato il mio nessuno.
Sia lodato il mio nessuno.
Il mio popolo grida, grida dalla rupe. ENSOPH | Salmo A Nessuno](https://i.ytimg.com/vi/sEBIHadUAiU/mqdefault.jpg)






![ELEND | Umbra
The Umbersun (1998)
LYRICS:
[Seconde Leçon]
We entered the heart of darkness.
And in the dead of light,
The Seventh Angel poured his vial into the air.
Embosomed in my Temple is a statue bereft of life.
Sweet umberbird, lighten her eyes lest she sleeps the sleep of death,
For she has seen the Face of God and her life must be preserved.
We met Luvadea, Maughter of mine,
And crowned her with emeralds and innocence.
But she was wearing the cobalt raiment of the Angel of Death.
Your bloodstained hair sears me in a sea of snakes,
A sun of amaranths,
With rays crawling on the Fields of Tears.
Adorn me in your torpid Temple
And forgive me if I cannot wake this dormant smile in your eyes.
The Cyllenian god did love my sweet music forlorn.
Elohim, Elohim Sabaoth, Eloï Shaddaï, Adonaï,
When the Sun remains silent,
I will lay my angels down,
For the Arch of my Temple is a parchment of blood.
Even Death has fled from me.
I have seen the Face of God
And yet my life has been preserved.
The Bride of the Lamb poured herself into me.
And Despair fell on us,
As if we had entered the heart of darkness... ELEND | Umbra](https://i.ytimg.com/vi/tXaHsHAfUtk/mqdefault.jpg)

