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Ens Cogitans: "Disangelium" – 2002

энциклопедия: Ens Cogitans

Состав группы:

  • Олег Алимов – вокал, клавишные
  • Сергей Понкратьев – гитара
  • Дмитрий Лобанов – бас, акустическая гитара
  • Роман Шмелев – ударные
  • Дмитрий Кежватов – гитара

Ens Cogitans: "Disangelium" – 2002

Композиции:

  1. Suspiria
  2. Desert Of Rain
  3. All My Born Days
  4. Ground' Salt
  5. Canticles
  6. Karma

Лирика

1. Suspiria

I feel the pain of real
No matter where I am
I've seen the blood on skin
Every day I dwelt
I'm squashing all my thoughts
To be the one who win
But all the same I burst
I feel the pain
Of real

And I see the light
Can it help cognise us?
And I see the light
Can it help cognise us?

A chronic wish to be
The viewless has done first step
My moral pain's relieved
By lies of breathing land
I'm squashing all my thoughts
To be the one who win
But all the same I burst
I feel the pain of real

2. Desert Of Rain

And the silent expanse
And the twilight of genes
And the sere burgeon of Sense
And the splashes of reals

I blame myself For my deceitful decease
Oh, Sigh
I am surely not a proper thing to be dealt with
You do
Somehow I am always occupy somebody's places
Not mine
But where's my own
I'd never told nobody

Golden ardour of Phoebus' love
Emanation of heat
Only lizards are on the ground
Only void is inside of me

Your claws are in me
No matter why
You want me bleed
You want me die

I can't withstand rain
It's coming wild like beast
I'm ceding up to drench
Laving, laving your seeds
My pinions I will spread
To flee away

Dying isn't the gift you got
Blaze, abasement and fear
Trickling down from lips disgust
Forgiveness through tears

3. All My Born Days

Why, why did you call me
Everytime and everywhere
I can't resist forever
I can't stand for a fake
Rend me, oh, rend me slowly
Every nerve and every cell
And you will find inside of me
Bitterness and death

Touching me deadly
Crumbling away
Torturing me sadly
It's all about all my born days

All my born days

Times of, times of repentance
And the shadows on the wall
I can't resist forever
I can't stand anymore
I know, I know those passions
And temptation and the price
But I believe in nothing
Hallucinations of life

Days coming to haze
It's only maze
And I follow this inside
All my burn days

4. Ground' Salt

My sap is cup of vine
It's free for public use
My thoughts are going down
And my heart feels confused

My friends are very clever
Don't tell me how pull the trigger
My girl is best girl ever
She tought me my love is illegal

And I can't cry

Let's dance, oh please, let's dance, babe
While my end coming near
I just want to be insane
I'm swimming in my fever
Whose tears besprinkle last bed
Except the one got my blood
Who cares my only faith's dead
If no one cares while it was alive

And I can't cry

Eternal darkness coming
But I am not afraid
I need her warmth and calm
At gate where my life fade
I can't cry
And I can't lie
And I can't feel you anymore
Stretched wings
By deadly winds
The end of story I've been told

5. Canticles

Oh, yeah, she comes
I am glad so rainy
My outer skin
Will be imbibed by the ground
I cannot stop this rain
Let it weeps in sadness
Cimmerian gloom, cimmerian gloom
Bats awaiting for my blood

Having wrapped by twisted downpour
Confused by frustration time
With the odd sways on the my walls
I'm draying miserable life
Scream, yell and cry
I'll never become myself
Like a wounded bird in the sky
I've forgiven my bloody Kill

Stop killing me
Confuse and bleed
Except my life
Except my life
You're killing me

Dying, dying, dying
And crisis and chase on me
I'm chanting all the prises
Of Nonenty I used to be
In mask
I turned away from all religions
I've lost my living way
I'm longing to be in visions
Desederating still in death

If you look into me
You'll discover red
It's a wounded fury
And the futile Dread
And this hopeless landscape
Has the something saint
Palace "Isolation"
Place of final escape

6. Karma

(outro)

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