Music

2013 - Once Hidden From Sight
 
A Study In Scarlet
Numb and lifeless nights
Keep bringing me twisted dreams
There's no rest for a tortured mind
And the darkness brings me no peace

Grey hordes
Of bleak days
March onward
Crushing me

I
Can't
Understand
My
Own
Nightmares

I descend to darkest depths
I crawl away from the Sun
My heartbeat slows with every step
Soon I will be forever gone

I dream of plagues
Scourging humankind
I whisper ancient names
That carve into my mind

Fear flows through me
The blackest horror
Morbid image
Of otherworldly sorrow
A Study In Scarlet
 
Nowhere Is Here
So was this your sweetest dream,
The peak of your desires?
To conquer and to rule,
Cognize and analyze.

This persistent electric light
Of your ever-glowing reason
Is but a torch in the heart of caves:
Seeing something, you miss the whole.

You say that gods are dead,
So who’d you worship now?
Some truths, they never change
As laws and customs do.

I saw your shining kingdom
Of glass and stainless steel.
No gallows or noisome gutters,
But why so cold and bleak?

Staring at the abyss,
Is it you who stare?
You’ve explained both stars and atoms,
But where do those nightmares come from?

You’ve lit the blackest night.
…Have you evaded the dark?
Nowhere Is Here
La persistència de la memòria
 
The Sleep Of Reason
What lurks beyond the veil?
What does that thin shroud hide?
What horrors'd be revealed
Deep down inside your mind?

Thin shell of consciousness
Contains the things unknown

Lost control, weakened grip
Panic lashes like a whip
Fearsome voices from inside
Eyes that stare forever blind

When imagination breaks
Free from sanity's grasp
Something inside awakes
To rip away the mask

Of false civilisation,
Of centuries of lies
The primal fear and anger
Claw through this foul disguise

The sleep of reason produces monsters
The sleep of reason produces monsters
The sleep of reason produces monsters

...Monsters that humans really are.
The Sleep Of Reason
 
Silent World
As the Sun goes down
Its light is brighter

As the river flows
It has no end

The depth is high
For words to reach
Therefore the world is quiet

Our mother tongue was once a song
The ancient hymn of silence
Sung by the flights of voiceless birds
That wend their way to sunrise


…Our doom, to speak
And say nothing
To think eternally
And not to dream
To build the ruins
And celebrate
Another day of our defeat

We’re blind to see
The river’s bottom
We’re deaf to hear
Its whispering call
And yet the water’s still and quiet
Awaiting silver wind to blow

The world is silent…
Silent World
Là où le rêve et le jour s’effleurèrent
 
Metamorphosis
Amorphous shapes of flesh
A living masterpiece
Extreme of evolution

Achievement of the progress
A larva for the future
A symbol of rebirth
A sign of things to come

Changing
Growing
Transforming
Shifting
Evolving
Morphing

Aspiring to transcendence
Enigma of the Life
A body so perfect
So eager to survive

Suffering through torture
Crawling through the pain
Struggling for the future
To start it all again

Changing
Growing
Transforming
Shifting
Evolving
Morphing
Metamorphosis
 
मातृ (mātṛ)
…That night I crawled back
Into the womb
To see again
Your dreams in black & white
…to meet your demons

The Raven
The Worm
The Dog

I descended
Circle by circle
I danced with shadows
And sang with the dumb
I drank the black nectar of life & joy
I ate the white salt of truth

…This morning I look at the snow
The cerement of the world is blinding white
Crows’ silhouettes above paint black
Across the dirty milky canvas of the sky

The triumph of the moment
The coldness of its splendour
Give meaning to the hollow
Turn mourning into mirth

Let the bliss reign
Today is the festival
Will you ever have another chance
To revel at your own funeral?

Shout and scream
Pour the rivers of wine
Sing the hymns and dirges, all at once
For it’s your last time…



Our answers lie beneath the snowy shroud
The warmth of breath won’t melt away the ice
Only the Sun will, burning the eyes
Boiling the blood, tearing off the flesh
To the white bone
To the black stone

So sweet of them
To let this tragedy persist
To play the ancient drama
Of setting us face to face
With ourselves

The Worm
The Dog
The Raven

We grope our way in the dark
Where even snow seems black
We seek for purport
In the desert
Where only wind can speak
Thus, endless is our wandering,
For what we long for is the end


…Crows’ silhouettes paint black
Across the canvas of the sky
The symbols they evoke
Are yet to be deciphered…
मातृ (mātṛ)
2012 - Promo
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2009 - El sueño de la razón produce monstruos (EP)
In Memory...
 
The Sleep Of Reason
What lurks beyond the veil?
What does that thin shroud hide?
What horrors'd be revealed
Deep down inside your mind?

Thin shell of consciousness
Contains the things unknown

Lost control, weakened grip
Panic lashes like a whip
Fearsome voices from inside
Eyes that stare forever blind

When imagination breaks
Free from sanity's grasp
Something inside awakes
To rip away the mask

Of false civilisation,
Of centuries of lies
The primal fear and anger
Claw through this foul disguise

The sleep of reason produces monsters
The sleep of reason produces monsters
The sleep of reason produces monsters

...Monsters that humans really are.
The Sleep Of Reason
 
Nocturne
When spears of daylight
No longer pierce the sky
When stars emerge
When silent moon arrives

Feel the breath of night
Gentle touch on your face
See shadows entwine
In their twisted embrace

Obscured, unseen
What once was clear
Weird broken shapes,
Uncertain fear

Grotesque figures
Under blackened sky
Nothing remains (unchanged)
In the absence of light

Fright fills
Your soul to brim
In web of shadows
See faces grim

Left all alone
In the realm of the night
To face own terrors
Once hidden from sight
Nocturne
Into The Stone Gardens