Cadaveria piosenki

Celebrate and praise the dead spirit Bury your hopes with him Nobody and nothing can rejoice me except the world of pretence. The god doesn't deserve my sacrifice and his image must not be transfigured in divinity Let me make experience of me relish the horror...

Every night the man rises his imaginary stage in his theatre he becomes actor, spectator of himself Every night the man rises his imaginary stage The man is dreaming. I dream to float on my life’s surface I am the stranger who looks inside. I am not the mate...

A veiled fog alights on the dark skin of the night I crossed it pensive, with the heart full of hope. Today I spoke again with the man, who taught me to dare His face is grievously embalmed in baked clay. But his spirit continues to pulse inside me. He said:...

There is a feeling, probably a sensation, that arises in me today. It’s like a strange form of irrepressible inclination to weeping and rest. I can’t decipher the weeping reason. There is an implied joy, but these tears are not flowing for joy. It could be...

This is not the silence, but its void Without memory, fixed in formalin. Sea without shores and horizons Wind dissolving dried up remains Obscurity of visceral holes Sinking into remote abysses Fragments of a stigmatized soul Defying the other side of destiny....

Earth, warmath, death. Time wasted in building inconsistent hypothesis waiting for all is adjusted trying to justify the difference. They are asking me to act without being. Mood sensitive to variations, To air and fire's vibrations. Keep your honour and will...

I know it will not be forever, but this is happiness and it’s enough Now I can see the colors Now I can feel the voice of silence and satisfy my soul No way to think to anything else Deep and new vibrations are engaging my mind Now I can see the colors N...

Feel the frequency Perceive your pulse Trust the ideology To capture the ancient secret of life. I'm looking for the antidote to myself I'm working for my heart's freedom To rid myself of the others side of me To rid myself of this virtual escape from tragedy...

Distorted walls cannot tear the lights of thunder and the flashes of reason If something must still happen, it shall happen following the rules of anti-logic Flee from the ignoble joke of nature, that vegetates in company of the fetid ignorance Don't burn your...

I listened to the sound of the rebirth and chaos Timid essence of an ancestral ego I had the visions of an enchanted world Mucked up by the vile actions of men. I abandoned the oasis of fragility in the desert of my confusion. I listened to the sound of the...