- A Mon Ame
-your warmth is all i had-
i never wanted to forsake you
i never thought that time would take you
i hold a hand up above
a worn heart. love
- Am Kreuz
I'm letting blood for you now.
Bury me where I die
Just here and now.
Nail my torn flesh to the cross.
Thrust a spear deep in my side.
I carried my cross long enough.
I wear my love like a crown of thorns.
You carried your cross long enough.
- aorte. nous sommes du meme sang
.a heart full of roses and painted wings. thorns ripp.my heart outs.a loud/allowed..incomplete.I stumble.into you.glass.broken.like me.unseen.blood in my eyes..I cannot see.myself.fall into you.blood in my eyes and now I realise.I have fallen.into you.and your presence.every second of the day.untill my heart stops.you will be my reason.I died that day.and so did you.
.feathers sprung from my shoulderblades.and my black wings unfurled.all your human features dissapeared.you come unseen.as a guide.to never leave.to stay by my side.black feathered wings unfurl.touch the ground.human features dissapear. you arise to shine.and I fell into you.you lead the way.and I trusted in you.then went away.and I held onto you..and I fell into you.
- Boden
carry within
a fear
that blossoms on skin
forever alone
sorrow says
- Change Is Always
and it is bound
to bring me down
and I am bound
to let you go
and it is bound
to bring me down
I wish I might
- Dearborn and Buried
one day I awoke
and I saw
the world. that comes from us
dearborn. I will remain. world.
and death comes from my ashes.
we were called upon
- Die Strafe Am Kreuz Ich Schreibe eine Bibel in Blut
I'm letting blood for you.
Now.
Bury me.
Where I die just.
Here and now.
Nail my torn flesh to the cross.
Thrust a spear deep in my side.
I carried my cross long enough.
- Het Gloren
herdenk. dit eind.
de ontmoeting tegemoet
verwerp. herdenk. dit eind
de ontmoeting tegemoet
herboren
zoals tevoren
zoals tevoren
herdenk het eind
- Le Fils Des Faux
i must go for you to come
when i will praise you into heaven
i will raise you to the sun
when i must go for you to come
all rise
for here comes the son
- Le fils des Faux il Fallait que je Parte Pour Que Tu Reviennes
.and i must go.for you.to come.and i will praise you into heaven.i will raise you to the sun. all rise.for here comes the son.all rise.the father.he is my king.and I am just a throne away.i am the heir.one breath away.i will rise as your son.and i will be the one. and to the warmth of the sun.you will.come.i will love and guide.you.as you were my own. to the sons of the sun.i will pray.that no harm on them will come.it won t ever get in their way.
.you will rise as my son.you will be the one.all rise
- Le Fils Des Faux. Il Fallait Que Je Parte Pour Que Tu Viennes.
And I must go for you to come.
And I will praise you into heaven.
I will raise you to the sun.
All rise.
For here comes the son.
All rise.
The father he is my king
And I am just a throne away.
- Le Garden Des Reves
we read the scars
and we're the wounds
we read the scars
and we're the wounds forever
we pained our way
now we knew then
we're coming back
- Nowena
the darkest hours will seem long
they will feel like for ever
then new light breaks into dawn
novena burns for my brothers at night
a flame that burns the bodies of light
brothers burn. I see the fire in their eyes.
- Ode To A Broken Doll
umbilical cord, strangled son
nipples razorblade cut
to brestfeed a broken doll
placenta kept cradle warm
destroyer and cleanser in one
- Razoreater
i'll never kneel down
claws are too sharp
let (no) hand hold me down
let no foot mark my ground
the day when pain is flesh
since
that day on
- Ritual II
Ritual
i am cutting of my fingers one by one for you
needle and thread (a ten bead necklace for you.)
you are smiling for the first and the last time now.
my body still bleeds invisible
chains encircle my broken wrists.
but we can get out of them now.
- Silver Needle Golden Nail
this is a calling on you
your needle drew
the first blood of my war
the needle drew
the life right out of you
searched the blood
and all i found was you
i had forced you into my veins
- Silver Needle. Golden Nail
.this is a calling on you.your needle drew.the first blood of my war.the needle drew.the life right out of you.searched the blood.and all I found was you.I had forced you into my veins.we are the blood.we drain.in years of pain.
you have been touched.by the hand.accept your fate.now lead the way.ascend.to rise.above the whole.this is a calling.on you.I will beat you without anger and I will draw from your eyelid a tear.
I bare.my arms.now drive your nails through my palms.when we meet.drive those.nails right through my feet.I have given you something real.you thought that you'd never feel.I have given you something so real.a wound.that will never heal.
- The Pain It Is Shapeless
Stigma your name onto my lungs.
Every breath I take.
Is for you.
Every prayer I say.
For you.
You cut your name.
Into my flesh.
All the blood is for you.
- The Pain. It Is Shapeless. We Are Your Shapeless Pain.
Stigma your name onto my lungs.
Every breath I take is for you.
Every prayer I say for you
You cut your name into my flesh
All the blood is for you like a prayer for you. I am the breath going in
I am the breath coming out
I am the breather but only for now.
I want you to know.
- Thurifer, Et Clamor Ad Te Veniat
incense
incense
scent of your burning flesh
burn bone to cinder
scent of your burning flesh
burn bone to cinder
i want to see you burn
i want your ashes to bury the streets
- Wear My Crown
I am your silence, deafening
that silence defining
how you will wear my crown
my heir my blood my hands in time
Root you faith in solid ground
always see everything
believe in your self, profound
- Your Shapeless Pain
stigma your name
onto my lungs
every breath is for you
stigma your name
onto my lungs
every pray is for you