GONE WITH THE SIN UNDER THE RAZOR

en ces moments de maladie et profondément froid ancun linceul pour me conforter ni la présence masculine tant quérit ou la pseudo chaleur de l'amitié, plus rien ne se ressent que l'abominable paleur d'un soir et les rayons aveuglants du soleil.
l'esprit est si lourd....abreuver ses contours pour laisser moisir l'intérieur...
les pensées sont écorchées vives ,mais les rêves persistent...
higher than hope..my cure lies...

Lovesick For Mina

One might see in Mina
My disease
But it was She who has infected me
For all eternity...

As the sun slips the tearaway stars
Into the scented scheme of night
I kissed her mouth like a dark red rose
Set upon a marbled dream of white
So pure of thought like a Vestal statue
Jewelled with a God-lent grace
I was close to coming when she bid adieu
Fuelled by heartache rent upon her face there

On Mina, obscener
Thoughts obsess my days
Oh Mina, obscener
Thoughts possess me
That I must now obey

They say the darkest hour
Is that before the dawn
When nothing in one's power
Can dissipate the great forlorn
Shadows of fire that haunt me
Like risen whispers of her name

For dawn is a dusk
Wherein needs must
Erupt from the grave, aflame

Written in the dead of night
And riding on the burning wind
Smitten by her read delight
My words alight like leave of sin

Stepping through a mirror
The princess of the emerald glass
Brought me on sip nearer
Love's infernal past...

They say Hell hath no furies
Like a woman scorned by life
When the Heavenly Judge and juries
Participate to chain this wife
With forced virtue, Her secret needs
On warm we nights, with storm-wracked bites
I gave her Eden after the flood

Written in the dead of night
And riding on the burning wind
Smitten by her read delight
My words alight like leaves of sin

Verona, Marishka, Aleera
Brides of old and goddesses all
Forgive my wishes to be always near her
Forever or whenever seas recall

The Aphrodite from my embrace
For as Mars (whom her lips placate)
I tore these shores with wars of hatred
Before our Paris wet his fate
In Helen, one might find mistake
In winning tragedy
For all eternity...

I am still lovesick for Mina
I am still so lovesick for Mina

Cradle of filth

Tenth Man Down

Today I killed, he was just a boy
Eight before him, I knew them all
In the fields a dying oath...
I'd kill them all to save my own

Cut me free, Bleed with me, Oh no
One by one, We will fall, down down
Pull the plug, End the pain, Run'n fight for life
Hold on tight, this ain't my fight

Deliver me from this war
It's not for me it's because of you
Devil's instant my eternity
Obey to kill to save yourself

Cut me free ...

"I envy the 9 lives that gave me hell
My path made up by their torn bodies
Man to man, soldier to soldier, dust to dust
Call me a coward but I can't take it anymore"

They wait for me back home
The live with eyes turned away
They were the first ones to see
They are the last ones to bleed

"The ultimate high as all beautiful dies
A ruler's tool, priest's excuse, tyrant's delight...
I alone, the great white hunter
I'll march till the dawn brings me rest
10th patriot at the gallow's pole!"

Cut me free ...

Nightwish

Stabat Mater Dolorosa

[Lyrics by RMS Hreidmarr]

We are the Sun
We are the dead stars
We are the black sky
Invading your room
We are the candle
The only light
We are the machines of the past
Forever victims and murderers of your joy

We are Death
The ancient knowledge
The source of origin
The red and white sacred hatred
Enthroned, materialized
The wrath of heaven and hell united in one
Worship us, be faithful
Beautiful great and cursed

Vexilla regis prodeunt, fulget crucis mysterium
Vexilla regis prodeunt inferni

We are the...
Mother of suffering
Bringer of virtue
Possess the Holy, drink the wine
Arise my son, follow me
I've felt the wounds of our race

We are the shadows of all your fathers
The ancestors of those who suffer
Come, when my hand will die upon
Thy forehead, you'll breath in the flames

Stabat Mater Dolorosa, fulget crucis mysterium
Stabat Mater Dolorosa, vexilla regis prodeunt

Be without doubt as you've been without weakness
We will open the five roses
We will awake the seven churches of the final confrontation

Mother of suffering
Hater of mercy, divine whore
Mother of fanatics
Be sure we'll meet again

Stabat Mater Dolorosa, fulget crucis mysterium
Stabat Mater Dolorosa, vexilla regis prodeunt

Chatiee d'etre nee putain
Non, chatiee d'etre nee trop tard
Une seule nuit ne suffit plus
A nous separer du paradis perdu

Mother of suffering
Hater of mercy, divine whore
Mother of fanatics
Hold me, we'll be united as one

Stabat Mater Dolorosa

To serve and to obey
Here is your tragic destiny
Your only choice is the name of your Lord and Everything
Your illusion of madness and liberty
Sealed your eternal enslavement
Slaves to your race

We are the Sun
We are the dead stars
We are the night sky
We are the New Obscurantis Order

New Obscurantis Order

Mon Alice, Alice
Araignée maltèque
Mon Alice, malice
Arachnée hightek
Mon Alice, Alice
Pendue au bout de son fil
Dépressive l'artiste
Exit, exit

Dans ta boite
Toutes tes pattes
Le black-out
Petite âme

Comme tu me manques
Comme tu me manques
Comme tu me manques
L'araignée

Mylène Farmer