Samael
Rebellion
Rebellion
Two alone in a sack of skin
Playing the role of slave master of war
That is my lot
Separated but still united
Bound to emptiness, bound to flesh
That is my hell
Penitent rebel
Riding the ether or grovelling in the mud
I know how little is the value of that which has a price
Rebellion!
Instinct is not the path of man
Rebellion!
Renunciation is not the divine way
Two alone in a sack of skin
Playing the role of slave master of war
That is my lot
Separated but still united
Bound to emptiness, bound to flesh
Captured and tortured
I don't want this, I want to leave
How can one go when one has already arrived?
Flight is an illusion
And even triumph is bitter
When only the battle is counted
I know how little is the value of that which has a price
Rebellion!
Instinct is not the path of man
Rebellion!
Renunciation is not the divine way
REBELLION!
After The Sepulture
Nothing ever stops
Everything starts again
The end and the beginning
Are eternal lovers
Prisoners of our bodies
From the cot to the grave
Impotent puppets
We aspire to the light
The sun will turn in black
You will see the dark
After the sepulture
After the sepulture...
Grams of their brother's cries
Spirit lastly free oneself
Like raise the incense smoke
And the funeral orations
Here time is unreal
Hours and minutes are meaningless
Here eternity has a name
Remorse and... penitence
The sun will turn in black
You will see the dark...
After the sepulture
After the sepulture...
Life is just an illusion
Going round and round
I Love The Dead
I love the dead before they're cold,
Their blueing flesh for me to hold.
Cadaver eyes upon me see nothing.
I love the dead before they rise,
No farewells, no goodbyes.
I never even knew your now-rotting face.
While friends and lovers mourn your silly grave.
I have other uses for you, Darling.
I love the dead,
I love the dead,
I love the dead.
I love the dead,
I love the dead,
I love the dead.
I love the dead,
I love the dead,
I love the dead.
I love the dead,
I love the dead,
I love the dead.
Yes I do.
I love the dead,
I love the dead,
I love... the dead.
[Untitled]
Wir sind aus Kraft, und Licht
Wir sind aus Kraft, und Licht
- Ich bin nur Fleisch und Blut
Unsere Gegenwart ist deine Zukunft
- Es gibt keine Zukunft
Wir haben Zeit, wir geben Hoffnung
- Es gibt keinen Hoffnung...
Du bist der Frage deren Antwort wir haben
- Es gibt keinen Hoffnung
- Es gibt keine Zukunft
- Ich bin nur Fleisch und Blut
Du bist der Frage deren Antwort wir haben
- Es gibt keinen Hoffnung
Wir geben Hoffnung, wir haben Zeit
Unsere Gegenwart ist deine Zukunft
- Ich bin nur Fleisch und Blut
Wir sind aus Kraft, und Licht
Wir sind aus Kraft, und Licht
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