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If Hate Now Reigned
06:13
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I see the sorrow reaching the stars
As it rises within the decayed womb
of weakened, extinguished life
And I feel a harsh winter upon the gates
of a once warm heart
A cold embrace which only the flame
of hatred may withstand
I close my eyes, as if something has died,
As if the echoes of the past fell silent
I see the earth growing old
As shifting darkness deepens cold
And nothing is worth to mourn
When in resilience the hate is born
In this silent tyranny of solitude
There is only one way out
Far beyond the darkness of god
Away from the lamentation of christ
I see the earth growing old
As the sun becomes dark and cold
And nothing is worth to mourn
When in resilience the hate is born
I hear the voices of deceased
Recalling their past lives with sadness
As each year brings only a new darkness
With endless streams of rushing pain
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Spojrzenie
07:39
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Nic nie powróci. Oto czasy
już zapomniane; tylko w lustrach
zasiada się ciemność w moje własne
odbicia - jakże zła i pusta.
O znam, na pamięć znam i nie chcę
powtórzyć, naprzód znać nie mogę
moich postaci. Tak umieram
z półobjawionym w ustach Bogiem.
I teraz znów siedzimy kołem,
i planet dudni deszcz - o mury,
i ciężki wzrok jak sznur nad stołem,
i stoją ciszy chmury.
I jeden z nas - to jestem ja,
którym pokochał. Świat mi rozkwitł
jak wielki obłok, ogień w snach
i tak jak drzewo jestem prosty.
A drugi z nas - to jestem ja,
którym nienawiść drżącą począł,
i nóż mi błyska, to nie łza,
z drętwych jak woda oczu.
A trzeci z nas - to jestem ja
odbity w wypłakanych łzach,
i ból mój jest jak wielka ciemność.
I czwarty ten, którego znam,
który nauczę znów pokory
te moje czasy nadaremne
i serce moje bardzo chore
na śmierć, która się lęgnie we mnie.
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Inverted Sun Darkness
06:30
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The void stretches out, so infinite and vast,
Like a canvas of life without contrast
No light and no form to be seen,
Just an endless path, a cosmic dream
In this emptiness I find a strange solace,
And a quietude that wraps me in its grace,
I reshape myself
I die and I am born
I become shapeless, unchained and unbound
As I drift within this world of the innermost mound
My eyes see nothing, yet everything is here,
The seeds of eternity are waiting to appear,
I hear their commands as we become one
With tears I bow towards all-pervading light
Waiting for it to impregnate the infinite worlds
That shall be born to burn and fall again
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Tears flow down the river of endless longing
Memories run along the edge of clouds
Carrying beams of irresistible darkness
Into the deepest parts of the abyssal hole in my soul
A soul so withered and cold
Tormented beyond recognition
In void of eternal silence
Buried in the dust of stars
There is still so much dreadful silence in the sky
And the pain we'll someday call our guiding light
When all those memories will be lost in the lapse of time
Blood and tears will run along the edge of blades
Decades are breathing witheringly again
Tuning me in ambience of melancholy
Dreams stride at the night and I scatter into nothingness.
The darkness has come down to harvest the light
As the hands of death on the day of my birth
But I was not allowed to die, I feel today
Here I am enshrouded with the echoes of so many ages
Buried in aeons, buried in the dust of stars
Will I ever reflect in your tears?
When you fall asleep in my despair
Why does love fill me
With such a superstitious fear?
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Unseen Dreams
06:58
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Like the thorns stuck in shattered skin
reminding of each wound
Like the needles of long dead spruces
in a forest of memories
Called out to the silence of time
As we pass beyond the reach of dawn
Through echoes filled with sorrow
Renewed in the might of old spells
Frost spires cloak this bleak land
Rendering the cold grip of void
Like the spine of a withered corpse
decaying in depths of solitude
Like the plague we run through dry meadows
Through echoes filled with sorrow
Summoned by the light of the star
On the horizon of eternal sleep
At the end of the hidden path,
The eternal citadel of gloom awaits
Our destiny is to storm the heavenly gates
Lifeless, miserable refuge for decayed souls
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Dead Soul Age
05:54
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Streams of bitter winds blow
Carving stones older than the time itself
And the memory of our old wounds
our dead hopes and dry hearts
A veil of darkness obscures the path
The earth drowns beneath my feet
The dead soil greedily tastes my blood
On my knees I now crouch
Rays of light recede in the distance
As cold fists struck me blind
I shall be buried here,
forgotten and decayed
Ruins, frozen tears
And broken vows
From them I have risen
Echoes, feeble screams
And bleeding wounds
From them I have fallen
With no tears, the spring fails to blossom
No remembrance to rise for what once was
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