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ENSOPH LYRICS
"Opus Dementiae - Per Speculum Et In Aenigmate" (2004)
1. Jaldabaoth At The Sprint Of Time
2. In The Flesh (Visione Della Passione)
3. Sophia´s Fall
4. Faith Defeat
5. Salmo A Nessuno
6. White Lamb Seducer (40 Days & 40 Nights)
7. Lies Of The Mirror Which Lies Not
8. Sun Of The Liar
9. Proudly Divine (Ink & Mirrors & Empty Tomb)
10. Sophia´s Fall (Sophies Welt RX by Bruno Kramm / Das Ich)
1. Jaldabaoth At The Sprint Of Time
Like Jaldabaoth at the spring of time
I smile to a world unredeemed
Like an unseen shadow in an unknown place
I see with eyes now redeemed
Like Jaldabaoth at the spring of time
I smile at the purity of sin
I melt together beginning and end
On the bottom of Eternity
Man of shadows dreams in clay
Carves new paths to lead astray
Mould new forms to entrape the name
Of the cruelty self-indulgence stain
The will of Kain infects the conscience of God
The penance of Job is the omen of the cross
The blade of Jacob rips the flesh of God
Jona’ s exile is the house of the Lord
Two veins from one heart, the march of the lames goes.
I would they might lie swept by the wrath of ten tides
FIRE: putting salt on their limbs
FIRE: consumed by leprosy
FIRE: light the pyre of scorn
FIRE: for their impurity
Put wild waters in this roar and never allay them
Let the sky pour down his pitch to whip their proudly cheeks
LET THE SCORN UNHEARD
LET THE BLOOD BE
LET THE TRUTH UNFAIR
LET THE FIRE TAKE HIM
Can’t you say it’s redeemed when it lays down unseen
Covered by evil and fear on the ruins of Being?
2. In The Flesh (Visione Della Passione)
Cristallized ray of Light
Freezing flame in the mirror
Absolute purity in the most cruel joke
Absolute innocence in the serpent’s word
What I say
The dream I make
Nothing is real
But I’ll be
I see a child sitting by the path
I see the shade of the cross
Sleep my dear
Hot winds bring me the chant of the nails
In the flesh
In a misty morning of Golgotha
The sand was drenched by a silver tear
Silver tears and red-blood dew
Flower of the pain divine
The sky was empty and grey
Like the heart of a man
In the flesh - pain divine
Three naked cross
One only great silence
Cristallized ray of light
Freezing flame in the mirror
I see the signs of the thorns on his head
I see his smile
Silver tears, red-blood dew
Flower of the pain divine
In the flesh, dying flesh
Mirror of a coming life
3. Sophia´s Fall
Sophia breaths for the first time…
She sees, she feels - her creed, her belief
Heaven and hell married in her breast
No one before her - No one after her
No one carries her steps above the heavens
Sophia falls…
A smile on her lips - She sees all clear for the first time in life
Her pride, her care - Virtues forgotten in the age of the Feeble One
I see the wings of her blind eagle flying high above the skies
I see her deaf snake crawling in the deepest depth of the earth
Sophia’s fall
Entangled in memories her chant remains unsung
No ear is born to hear such kind of golden ambrosia
The priest of Gomorrah blessed the sinner of a burning Sodom
In the night when Sophia was damned by the same hand
Blood falls down
She falls down
She opens her arms - Her truth is burning deep inside her eyes
She feels no fear - She’s blinded by the light of an age coming next to her
If you could only see the gate she’s opened in front of this pale night
If you could only see Icarus for the first time flying high
Bride of your fate, searching for flesh
Someone holds the key, someone never rests
The drape of finiteness caught the morrow’s end
In front of naked Sophia even history finds its end
All the colours of transparency - could pure spirit be dressed in flesh?
All the colours of emptiness - could pure spirit be less than mad?
All the colours of transparency - could pure spirit be dressed in flesh?
All the colours of emptiness - could pure spirit be less than mud?
4. Faith Defeat
Feel the trembling now
Show no mercy
Crowned and nameless
The guilty son of falseness
Eyes of witness
Blind and bleeding
Seed the last seal
Before the coming
Fall the empires
Wither the gods
The death of a prophet
Celebrates new times
You make me sick with your spell of despair
A scent of blend of passion and desecration
Faith defeat
Glory is scorn and scorn is life
Faith defeat
Humanity feeds the last plague
Sphynx is dumb
Saturn is harmless
The sundial stands still
But broken is the hourglass
Ignite the flames and spit on the fire that burns
I am the son of an idea dead but still born
Suck the blood from the tongue of Christ
Hope and desire, the purest sacrifice
Faith defeat
Glory is scorn and scorn is life
Faith defeat
Humanity feeds the last plague
5. Salmo A Nessuno
Come il veleno nel seno di Socrate
Gela le carni salendo dal basso
questa voce che impreca al silenzio
Non chiede parola, non occupa spazio
Su tavole antiche infrante nell’ira
Il patto abortito di un dio affamato
Fallito l’inizio sospira la fine
Dove il perdono si veste di spine
Sia benedetto il giorno dell’ira
Perché il male rinnega rimedio
Le piaghe, la sete, la peste e la fame
Oggi che l’odio è il nostro pane
Nessuno ci impasta di terra ed argilla
Non vi è più alito ad infondere vita
Il ricordo è morte, la memoria è fumo
Sia lodato il mio nessuno
Il mio popolo grida dalla rupe
6. White Lamb Seducer (40 Days & 40 Nights)
Are not my lips sweeter
Than the words of your lord?
You can’t banish the echoes
Of the voice of your heart
From your soul tainted in fire
You can’t erase me
Because I’m every your desire made flesh
I’m the dream you dread – I’m endless freedom
I’m the fire that burns into your veins
Like Samael in the garden of Eden
Silently and creeping
I come to open your eyes
40 days and 40 nights – in the desert with me
40 days and 40 nights – drink my sweet nepenthe
40 days and 40 nights – don’t refuse my strong hand
40 days and 40 nights – is a long time
Come to me without saying a word
‘cause words are very dangerous
They are sharp blades
Hidden under the dress
Of a bitch with honeyed eyes
Slowly I cross the threshold of your will
And I put the seed of doubt in your mind
Let me in, let me in…
Bow to me king of kings
Bow to me white lamb
Don’t be afraid…
7. Lies Of The Mirror Which Lies Not
A place so far
A hidden nail
A place so far
An empty mirror
A golden worm in the apple’s middle
Your burning tongue
Brands the ignorance’s nipple
Like cold steel flowers
Sharped by faith and terror
We are broken pieces of the shattered mirror
A place so far
A hidden nail
A place so far
A cursed mirror
Fat black dogs’ mouths are feeding
At the roots of your own withered faith
Your regret marches on
Le mani chiedono il pane
Le mani ricevono piaghe
Le mani che reggono il bene
E asciugano le lacrime al male
Blind the cursed mirror
Save your damned ego
The forsaken
Figure in your eyes
Is the lie of the mirror which lies not
8. Sun Of The Liar
A fallacious sunset for a millenium fading
An open wound for a mortal god
As a phoenix blinded by its own light
Someone sleeps feared by himself
Waiting and growing in silence
A hungry lion in the heart of the night
Feeds with symbols that sleeps in mud
Burning in fire and pride
On the ruins of a sad compassion
He has forged his blade with the sun
A buried sceptre and a golden crown
Wait the consumption of times
We stole the fire but forgot the sight
We painted the circle as line
And as the child forgets the past
A sea wave erases the old path
The stolen fire will not give the sight
So forever we’ll remain blind
And as the child forgives the past
Gold will soon turn to dust
Swallowing thorns of compassion
Burning in fire and pride
Sun of the liar – this growing madness takes me higher
Sun of the liar – burning flames in the swamp of desire
Pain and fever - He is the child of the immaculate womb
Pain and fever - There is not a chance for a cold blooded lamb
Pain and fever - He is the child of the immaculate womb
Pain and fever - A second chance for a cold blooded lamb
9. Proudly Divine (Ink & Mirrors & Empty Tomb)
Blaming the treasure of the forgotten tomb
Where’s the Truth? Where is the naked Truth?
Inside the mirror - looking inside of you
You’re writing the last lie - You’re opening an empty tomb
TAKE ME HIGHER TO MY LORD
TAKE ME HIGHER TO MYSELF
Beside the coffin you’re carving your own tomb
With pieces of shattered mirrors - with blades & wounds in bloom
Fire on the grain
Smell of carcass and acid rain
End of the season of your blame
Here’s new days for better flames
TAKE ME HIGHER TO MY LORD
TAKE ME HIGHER TO MYSELF
Non credere mai
Non finirà mai
Even the colour of fire
Isn’t brighter than desire
10. Sophia´s Fall (Sophies Welt RX by Bruno Kramm / Das Ich)
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