Cadaveria - Eleven three o three
Tekst :
Move your body to the rhythm of passion
Let senses overwhelm ratio
Don t ask anything to yourself
Don t waste this moment
The echo of weeping is armored in wind
That accomplice carries it far away
So that it could never be refracted
on your heart s walls again.
This is a gift nobody can ever steal you
A flame neither the ocean can extinguish
till you will protect this treasure in a sacred secret
No external force could disfigure
the sweet aspect of this pulsing joy
Feed on this embrace with love, respect and hope
Consecrate the event in the name of supreme emotion
Entwine in a sacred knot the shining wefts of this harmonious desire
Then throw it into the cosmos centre where the royal energies meet
So that it can preserve itself and vibrate forever in magnificent poetry.
Inne utwory
Blood and confusion The divine rapture Out body experience Black glory Vox of anti-time Call me Declaration of spiritual independence Circle of eternal becoming Omen of delirium Laying in black Prayer of sorrow Irreverent elegy Spell Absolute vacuum Losowe utwory
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.
Modify your mind follow the shapes
from the red seven to...
Damn right I m a nigga
and I don T care what you are
Cause I m a Capitaal N-I double-G-E-R
Black people might get mad
Cause they don T see
That they re looked upon
As a nigga just like me
I...
He was sitting in the lounge of the empire hotel
He was drinking for diversion
He was thinking for himself
A little money riding on the maple leafs
Along comes a lady in lacy sleeves
She says...
Let me sit down
You know, drinkin’ alone’s a shame
It’s a shame,...
Je suis rentré d Indochine hier matin
J ai rapporté des dahlias et du jasmin
J y ai laissé ma jeunesse et ma moto
Je suis rentré d Indochine
Sur la piste Ho-Chi-Minh j aurais dansé
En l honneur du Vietminh j aurais fumé...
Watch me ride:
I m a sexual animal, eat you like a cannibal,
Crammed full of energy,
I m inflammable,
Yeah, I finish my beer
So come here and get nice while I lick you here,
Put your legs over there and kinda swing on the chair,
I swear you look wicked with your panties in your...