Anorexia Nervosa - The drudenhaus anthem
Tekst :
I reach the quintessence of all that is
I was, I am and I shall be again
Burn and torture me for I am the witch
The Antechrist you ve feared for years and years
Burn me and burn us there s no time to waste
Burn, burn before you understand
For crime so pure and restless tragedies
I transgress your world into the house of dawn
For redemption and immortality
A sacred sin for divine perfection
Drudenhaus !
O Roy des cieux et Seigneur des Seigneurs
O ange des anges, toi que craignent tous les hommes en silence
Je suis l ineffable et ton bras vengeur
L unique salut de ce monde profane et sans grace
I pray for all and whole non-salvation
And all the phantoms on earth follow me
I search for some old forgotten treasures
And the girl made of gold is forever above me
Down into the house of dawn I rest
Between these walls of huge flesh I lay
Dawn of Miracle - Drudenhaus !
Where life sets and burns until the fall
Through the sacred semence of the Lord - my soul
I caress the total universe
Even so vast mortal skies and oceans cannot
Fill the house of presence and goldlust storms
There grows the shadow of all my passions
There all is silence and will of seduction
Mourir de notre main ou de la votre
Mourir et enfin vivre d absolu
Et vous serez fiers de nous avoir juge
Mais nous seuls nous etions condamnes
I touch the quintessence of all that is
I was, I am and I shall be again
Fuck and slaughter me for I am the witch
The mystic force you ve cursed for years and years
Burn me and burn us there s no time to waste
Burn, burn before it s too late
Inne utwory
Black death, nonetheless A doleful night in Thelema Codex-veritas The sacrament Sister september Chatiment de la rose An amen Quintessence Le portail de la vierge Spiritu fornicationis The Scarlet communion Mother anorexia The red archromance Worship manifesto The shining Tragedia dekadencia The altar of holocausts Losowe utwory
Once the love was strong
Now it s long, long gone
Cause the pain, pain now as a storm
I would make, growing old
Cause I want you, cause I want you
I want you, I want you
I ve been thinking bout, I ve been thinking bout
I ve been thinking bout you lately
Thoughts take me...
Senza la matematica
Questa mia vita cos è
Un illusione arida
Un risveglio senza caffè
Ogni espressione algebrica
È meglio di mille poesie
Ogni frazione ha un anima
Ed i calcoli sono magie
Comm è doce
Stu registro
E...
I feel that cold wind blow (ready to heat it up)
Late night chicago Hieghts (get low)
Southside put on that show (feel the music)
All my boys on the block stay Jukin (yeah yall know)
[*HOOK*]
footworkin workin it here tonight
to the beat gettin me excited
were riding the height
and i feel it coming...
Me you
We two
Trying to begin
Trying to begin
We you
We two
Trying to begin
Trying to begin
And the wind will blow
But my love won t go
My love won t go
Me you
We two
Trying to begin
Trying to begin
...
Questa è una canzone sulla cacca,
certo l argomento può sembrare un po volgare, lo capisco, ma vi suggerisco di dimenticare qui
il lato gretto, in pratica l oggetto, in qualsivoglia aspetto o forma voi lo conosciate
pensate, invece, a quanto e quali...