1. Icaros

An incarnation of eternal mankind dream
Is that what made you worthy to bear your name, oh Icaros?
A memorable act of courage or just a deadly sin?

You dreamt a dream of having wings so you could fly above all men
So you could reach the sun and the moon, never look back, not down at the earth...

A vast, familiar feeling that often passes by
And pumps your veins with bitter... Is this a prize? Oh, Icaros?!
A memorable act of courage or just a deadly sin?

Oh, Icaros!

Of all ancient ones you are the one that had become an icon for us all
Rise your voice now up to the throne of those who lived and died at pantheon!

Icaros! You challenged your gods, despite their power, despite their curse.
Oh, Icaros!!!
A memorable act of courage, not just a deadly sin...

You dreamt a dream of having wings so you could fly above all men
So you could reach the sun and the moon, never look back, not down at the earth...

2. Legion Of Chaos

How you would please me, Night! without your stars
Which speak a foreign dialect, that jars
On one who seeks the void, the black, the bare.
Yet even your darkest shade a canvas forms
Whereon my eye must multiply in swarms
Familiar looks of shapes no longer there *

Vision of disorder...
Meritorious, perpetual annihilation
Fountains of blood running down with rain
Washing away the stench of mankind's putrefaction

Hail! We are the Legion Of Chaos
Hail! Bow to the Legion Of Doom
Chaos... sperm and ova of all species
Chaos... bringer of darkness and daylight

You forests, like cathedrals, are my dread
You roar like organs. Our curst hearts, like cells
Where death forever rattles on the bed,
Echo your de Profundis as it swells.
My spirit hates you, Ocean! sees, and loathes
Its tumults in your own. Of men defeated
The bitter laugh, that's full of sobs and oaths,
Is in your own tremendously repeated *

Fountains of blood running down with rain
Washing away the stench of mankind's putrefaction

Hail! We are the Legion Of Chaos
Hail! Bow to the Legion Of Doom
Chaos... sperm and ova of all species
Chaos... bringer of darkness and daylight

Chaotic vision of the cosmos...

3. Lilith

Is the light vanished from our golden sun,
Or is this daedal-fashioned earth less fair,
That we are nature's heritors, and one
With every pulse of life that beats the air?
Rather new suns across the sky shall pass,
New splendour come unto the flower, new glory to the grass. *
Why have you crossed the path of my life? And now you're not here...
With poisonous kiss you've taken it all... away from me...

"And we two lovers shall not sit afar,
Critics of nature, but the joyous sea
Shall be our raiment, and the bearded star
Shoot arrows at our pleasure!
We shall be part of the mighty universal whole,
And through all aeons mix and mingle with the Kosmic Soul! *

I dream of Lilith, she'd become my obsession...
Tremendous feeling of great, irreversible love and loss...

"We shall be notes in that great Symphony
Whose cadence circles through the rhythmic spheres,
And all the live World's throbbing heart shall be
One with our heart; the stealthy creeping years
Have lost their terrors now, we shall not die,
The Universe itself shall be our Immortality *

4. Fear No Gods!

Deep down the earth the river filled with fire consumes the dead with obolus shining in their empty eyes,
leaving no trace of what they once used to be...
For they were abandoned by those who believed to be gods...

Through me the way is to the city dolent;
Through me the way is to eternal dole;
Through me the way among the people lost.
Justice incited my sublime Creator;
Created me divine Omnipotence,
The highest Wisdom and the primal Love.
Before me there were no created things,
Only eterne, and I eternal last.
(All hope abandon, ye who enter in!) *

All memories of those abandoned by the gods fade away
Transforming them into superior lives for they cannot stay
Fear no gods! As thou are god yourself, rise thy swords!
Quench their thirst! As thou are god yourself... fear no gods!

(...) Commingled are they with that caitiff choir
Of Angels, who have not rebellious been,
Nor faithful were to God, but were for self.
The heavens expelled them, not to be less fair (...) *

Fear no gods! As thou are god yourself, rise thy swords!
Quench their thirst! As thou are god yourself... fear no gods!

These have no longer any hope of death;
And this blind life of theirs is so debased,
They envious are of every other fate.
No fame of them the world permits to be *

All those who perish in the wrath of God
Here meet together out of every land;
And ready are they to pass o'er the river,
Because celestial Justice spurs them on,
So that their fear is turned into desire.
This way there never passes a good soul;
And hence if Charon doth complain of thee,
Well mayst thou know now what his speech imports *

Only eterne, and I eternal last.
All hope abandon, ye who enter in! *

Deep down the earth the river filled with fire consumes the dead...
But you had seen the trace of what they used to be

Fear no gods! As thou are god yourself, rise thy swords!
Quench their thirst! As thou are god yourself... fear no gods!

5. The Scream Of The Lambs

Farewell, green fields and happy groves,
Where flocks have took delight;
Where lambs have nibbled, silent moves
The feet of angels bright;
Unseen they pour blessing,
And joy without ceasing,
On each bud and blossom,
And each sleeping bosom.

They look in every thoughtless nest,
Where birds are covered warm;
They visit caves of every beast,
To keep them all from harm

When wolves and tigers howl for prey,
They pitying stand and weep,
Seeking to drive their thirst away,
And keep them from the sheep.

And there the lion's ruddy eyes
Shall flow with tears of gold,
And pitying the tender cries,
And walking round the fold,
Saying, "Wrath, by his meekness,
And, by his health, sickness
Is driven away
Form our immortal day.

And now beside thee, bleating lamb,
I can lie down and sleep;
Or think on him who bore thy name,
Graze after thee and weep.

6. Spiritual Blackout

Nocturnal passage to worlds beyond the frame of so called reality...
A dream that takes you for a journey across the most twisted scenes as far as your imagination is concerned...
Neurons lost in the labyrinth with no exit, an astral body unable to come back...

A spirit passed before me: I beheld
The face of immortality unveiled –
Deep sleep came down on every eye save mine –
And there it stood, – all formless – but divine:
Along my bones the creeping flesh did quake;
And as my damp hair stiffened, thus it spake:
Is man more just than God? Is man more pure
Than He who deems even Seraphs insecure?
Creatures of clay – vain dwellers in the dust!
The moth survives you, and are ye more just?
Things of a day! you wither ere the night,
Heedless and blind to Wisdom's wasted light! *

Pray! Devour words and gestures
Pray! For all your hope is gone
Pray! To stimulate your spirit
Slay! Before they'll take it all...

An astral body unable to come back
Nocturnal passage to worlds beyond the frame...
Passage – dream to be awake...

[* A Spirit Passed Before Me by Lord George Gordon Byron]

7. Vi Veri Vniversum Vivus Vici

March on! Conquer and take no slaves!
For we are here to get back knowledge
That has been taken away from us long time ago,
that has been stolen from us by pigs who named themselves prophets
"Here, where a hero fell, a column falls!
Here, where the mimic eagle glared in gold,
A midnight vigil holds the swarthy bat!
Here, where the dames of Rome their gilded hair
(Waved to the wind, now wave the reed and thistle!
Here, where on golden throne the monarch lolled),
Glides, spectre-like, unto his marble home,
Lit by the wan light of the horned moon,
The swift and silent lizard of the stones! *
March on! Conquer and take no slaves!
For we are here to get back knowledge
that has been taken away from us long time ago,
that has been stolen from us by pigs who named themselves prophets

Rise! Like Phoenix from the ashes
Live! According to your thoughts
Think! There is no God or Satan...
Die! As Phoenix then reborn!

March on! Conquer and take no slaves!
For we are here to get back knowledge
that has been taken away from us long time ago,
that has been stolen from us by pigs who named themselves prophets
"We rule the hearts of mightiest men – we rule
With a despotic sway all giant minds.
We are not impotent – we pallid stones.
Not all our power is gone – not all our fame
Not all the magic of our high renown
Not all the wonder that encircles us
Not all the mysteries that in us lie
Not all the memories that hang upon
And cling around about us as a garment,
Clothing us in a robe of more than glory.

7. The Last Farewell

There is a Reaper, whose name is Death,
And, with his sickle keen,
He reaps the bearded grain at a breath,
And the flowers that grow between *

Wipe off the tears that run down your face
Frozen in time of your most painful dream
And transform them all into an ocean so the dream may sail away

He gazed at the flowers with tearful eyes,
He kissed their drooping leaves;
It was for the Lord of Paradise
He bound them in his sheaves

They shall all bloom in fields of light,
Transplanted by my care,
And saints, upon their garments white,
These sacred blossoms wear

And once they have sailed away from you
Never look back so they shall not return!
Unless you'd want them to become
a pain that gives birth to another worthless tear

O, not in cruelty, not in wrath,
The Reaper came that day;
'T was an angel visited the green earth,
And took the flowers away

It's the last farewell...

8. Solitude

(outro)