Cadaveria piosenki

No time to be religious No space for individual research. No time to be religious Disclose your cervical case And see enlightened reality is more obscure than a solar eclipse. Don't barricade yourself in your cocoon of selfishness. Come out from your comfortab...

I woke up from a driven coma. Around me bewildered glances, stunned by fear, Ghosts with bruised bodies. Faces obscure and sting. Who don’t know anything about themselves. The night annihilated what they built during the day. Daylight promotes the weary comed...

This is a nameless night, but it’s so meaningful Almost perfect it is the scenery The snow, a party elsewhere… Somebody in a bed of sex and pleasure. Let’s soil of blood this pure white falling snow All’s rising and falling in lies All’s rising and falli...

Sickness and delirium Testimony of madness Electric orgasm of frequencies Aphrodisiac mosaic of sounds. Experiencing a complete absence of nostalgia Producing anti-prosaic impact on symphonies. Arabesques of notes played by disembodied chess master Acoustic s...

My life is made of emotions, passions and horrors, 'cause when you truly live you can even fall into deep pain My bed is made of small fresh leaves, moving slowly like a requiem My temple is made of dark gloomy trees, coming loose along a black oval path My ch...

May this poetry remain in your heart May these notes inebriate your senses This could be the last chance to light your fire Before time turn your mind to black Take a decision about your future Dare use your invention Gather up your experiences Before your ene...

Here is me again. Here’s who I am I live day by day with long term projects Here is where I arrived Every day a new tile. I continue to feel a gap Something that I call loneliness I must find a solitude moment to write, and then music will be born by it...

Along the street death walks... crowned Crowned with withered orange flowers, And it sings, sings, a song With its white guitar. ...And it sings, sings... Would you mind if I die? I write about sensations, moods and apparitions, while people give part...

Disciples of obsolete and unthinkable commerce scrawled in Etruscan language Dependents on not yet synthesized drugs People of the black market of the third world war Practicing absurd telepathic sensitivities Obstetricians of the spirit Investigators of dissi...

Splitting of median entity Practice of doubt I look for the truth in the silent shine of your eyes Speaking with the forces of the air Good vibrations, cries and whispers United in the great enchantment of sound To die remaining invisible To fly with the wings...

Silence! Permeated by a warm and heavy embrace I still don’t know what it was Fear of being disappointed again and again Faithful to my sixth sense. Torment and dissolution Pain, I must recover in music I thought you were so immense While they were jus...

Imploring visage An invisible barbed wire has encircled your wrist Leading you to an irrepressible scandal of sincerity I will quench your eyelids forever, so that you stop feeding yourself with others' memory Presage of intimate speeches and of obscure and ob...

I whispered legends, I outlined myths of long gone... epochs. I wove fairytales In people's hearts, I am the queen of all You have forgotten. I continually come From every corner of the world, My journey crosses Through countries, population, seasons. I whi...

I thought about a sacrifice And if anyone has ever understood what I wrote In the shadows, in blood, with blood I thought about a sacrifice… Actually I don’t mind. You can however drink of me, as I was a marble fountain in the heart of Rome, I thought about...

Beautiful witch give light to this black muddy sky Snatch darkness from these hours devoid of evening and morning devoid of stars and funereal lightnings. There is a path with no light and no moon I ran through it to rescue my flesh from the poisoned darts. Mo...

I contemplate only shreds of truth, that nocturnal gusts make whirlpool Strangled idols, seduced souls, opaque state of joy Time after time all idols have been strangled. resignation to uncertainty, resignation to the essential asymmetry of the world. Day...

I was walking in the dust Through the half-closed spaces Incrustations of mud and dew Resins dripped in the stone. I discerned a man, alone, Frightened eyes, red of pain. I was walking in the pale wintry sun Through the substrates of the wind Mosaics of cloud...

Bewitched by the eternal rhythm of divine breath, perverse he smiled to the prickly knock of rain drops, his body was cruel like beauty, his eyes incandescent like silk. Transfixed by an absolute lightning of freedom, He freed himself in an uncensored dance. P...

After foggy and funreal days In a mixture of sadness and devotion, memory and mental escape I take back my life A bit confused, but more conscious of my way. I wish warm affections True emotions Absence of artifice. I want to rock myself on my arts Enjoying th...

"may the angel not become a stranger" there was a time, beautiful sorrow I feel now hope I feel, too and still I feel love for you there was a time, remember and you, what do you feel all this, all this is for you so I hope you remember it, too such a lot o...