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FONOPS LYRICS
"Illumination" (2007)
1. Fragments
2. Vacuum
3. Illumination
4. Pandemonium
5. Karma to Burn
6. Fear to Be Blind
7. Hidden Scars
8. My Friend of Worth
9. Molitva
1. Fragments
As we peer on us,we are special.
Knowin‘ too much,how we live sideways.
Neither over the soil nor over the sea,
you won‘t find the way to us.
Out of north-out of ice,out of death-our life,our luck...
We‘ve found it,knowin the path.
We‘ve found the exit,from the maze of millennium.
Out of north-out of ice,out of death-our life,our luck...
Once we were brave-once we were unfair.
And when we frowned they called us as fatal.
As we wept in rotting space.
Better live in coldness than live between.
The thrill-the volume-damming of the strength.
As we desired for focus and activity.
Our destiny was foreseen.
The thrill-the volume-damming of the strength.
As we desired for focus and for the activity.
But were never too close to the coward’s luck...
As we wept in rotting space.
Better live in coldness than live between.
Once we were brave-once we were unfair,
as we frowned they called us fatal.
And now we peer on us and we still be special,
but the known path is gone.
And neither over the soil nor over the sea,
you won‘t find the way to us,anymore.
As we wept in rotting space.
Better live in coldness than live between.
The thrill-the volume-damming of the strength,
As we desired for focus and activity.
2. Vacuum
A wave of loneliness multiplies my deepest fears.
Pushing my soul away,I’m falling in silence.
Free from my flesh,far away into the void,
this vacant space of time.
I fly like in illusion.Is it dark reality or a haunting dream?
Now i read these tunes of pride.
Rewritten words of power,signs of my past.
How dramatic it will be?
Now it’s time to regret all the sins that i did.
Relieve me from this mess in my head,
forget all the shit !
This paranoid sleep hurting my soul,
quench this fucking flame in me!
I fly like in illusion.Is it dark reality or a haunting dream?
Now i read these tunes of pride.
Rewritten words of power,signs of my past.
How dramatic it will be?
3. Illumination
On the brink of enigma,
the soul of man is forever now seized by seraphic nausea.
Mystical is the abyss, which attracts our curiosity,
by the terror from its depth.
Infinite is the living of Herr Faust,
for whom alone, the gold is ultimate mystery.
Absurd and crucible,far from daemonstrating,
that inferno exists.
Vision and imagination,alchemy and doctrination,
vision and inflammation,human illumination.
When the light will spring eternally,
from the shadows of deepest space.
Babel Tower will shake and twist.
Vision and imagination,alchemy and doctrination,
vision and inflammation,human illumination.
To ascend the will of Devil,touch the sky.
Man will never touch the sky.
4. Pandemonium
We had our abyss,wherever we have now to strid,
it gone there with us.
Enigma is everywhere,
in dreams,in lust,in feat also in this word!
Everywhere above,also below.
Only trap of space lead into the marsh,on the bottom.
Afraid of the Sandman’s kiss,
as the others of darkest holes.
This foggy way lead us into infinite.
We have seen this land in all her cardinal points.
Everywhere pandemonium,
we have seen pandemonium.
On the bottom God has painteth pandemonium.
Souls of us, angiushed by fixed idea.
Envy,envy the nothingness,that doesn’t feel.
Now it’s time to unite with this abyss.
Everywhere pandemonium,we have seen pandemonium.
God has painteth us a nightmare,
with his fingers of the knowledge.
On the bottom of our black,
God has painteth us a nightmare.
5. Karma to Burn
Casket shows the narrow way,
scales of grave curves to the sea.
I pass thru armful of earth,thru the clefted shadow.
Bowels of shoreless infinity,into the sphere of silence.
An icy rain spinning on my gown,
the sea cries the last requiem.
On the bottom of this infernal tongue,
kindles the sphere, in that i will burn to ash.
Day and night, beyond the closed doors of shadows.
In this vein of remembrance, howls my soul.
I step into the stream, into this bottom of silence.
In these bowels of Mother Earth.
Cathedral of eternity, castle of the solitude.
Casket shows the narrow way,
scales of grave curves to the sea.
I shall pass thru armful of earth,thru the clefted shadow.
Bowels of shoreless infinity,into the sphere of silence.
An icy rain spinning on my gown,
the sea cries the last requiem.
On the bottom of this infernal tongue,
kindles the sphere, in that i will burn to ash.
Day and night,behind the levels of a time.
I will gripe these visceral hands of the tomb.
I step into the stream, into this bottom of silence.
Into these bowels of Mother Earth.
I will unveil this cathedral of eternity.
I wil unveil this castle of the solitude.
6. Fear to Be Blind
Afraid of the haze,that can rids you off your sight.
Pushing to the walls and also into men.
Bizarre shadows haunting you,
and annoying deadness swept your flesh.
Luxuriate and yearn for more,
blindman never fears for haze.
That is in his eyes,it is part of his own.
He knows it’s mystical sites,
hueless milk and feathered voice.
Blindman will never fear for this haze,
cause it’s deep in his mind.
It’s playing tricks on your mind,
you have now fear to be blind.
Blindman never fears for haze,cause
it’s deep in his mind.
Once deep inside,somewhere deep inside,
you’ve lite your own sun.
To live and you live,don’t yearn for more.
Blindman never fears for haze,
cause it’s deep in his mind.
You have now fear to be blind.
7. Hidden Scars
Luminous pain,
love hath turned to misery.
Bloody throes,
hide the blade beneath the pillow.
No mortal wound, no agony voyage to Heaven.
Just haggard thirst for the end.
Fragile vices, serfdome of the last alternative.
Moveless by the dawn, objection of spiritual climax.
Lusts of mind are hidden scars.
Fading of a vacant soul.
A plea for salvation,
only my words will show you the path.
Feel this emotional hunger, it will deliver you.
From this misery without liberation.
Fragile vices, serfdome of the last alternative.
Moveless by the dawn, objection of spiritual climax.
Lusts of mind are hidden scars,
hidden scars are lusts of mind.
Some people have hidden scars,
for the cause of lusts of mind,
some people have lusts of mind,
for the cause of hidden scars.
8. My Friend of Worth
So dying,as I saw him one day.
My friend who threw a spark as a flash.
So divine in my darkest youth,
powerful and deep,like a hero at war.
Among warmen like a mornigstar,
among the victors like a heavy one.
Left to his fate which has decreed.
So hard thinking,my friend of worth.
Shaking now all over he won victory,
rejoice now all over he won less of cease.
He had commandments before last breath,
that man must destroy his self.
So dying,as I saw him one day.
So victorious and destructive...mind.
So dying,as I saw him one day.
My friend who threw a spark as a flash.
Shaking now all over he won less of cease,
rejoice his self he won his victory.
He had command before last breath,
that man must destroy his self.
9. Molitva
Soft embalmer of still midnight,
shutting with careful fingers and benign,
our gloom-pleased eyes.
Embowered from the light, enshaded in divine.
Oh,Soothest Sleep,if so I please thee,
close in midst of this thine hymn our willing eyes,
or wait the "Amen",
mere thy poppy throws,
around our beds its lulling charity.
Save us,or the passed day will rise.
Upon our pillows, breeding many woes.
Save us out from conscience,
that still lords its strength from darkness,
burrowing like a mole, its strength from darkness.
Hey,God of sleep,hear our call,
we are the chosen ones!
Soft embalmer of still midnight,
shutting with careful fingers our gloomed eyes.
Save us,or the passed day will rise.
Upon our pillows, breeding many woes.
Turn the key deftly in the oiled wards,
seal the hushed caskets of human souls.
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