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Lost Soul: "Scream Of The Mourning Star" – 2000

энциклопедия: Lost Soul

Состав группы:

  • Jacek Grecki – лидер-гитара, вокал
  • Piotr Ostrowski – ритм-гитара
  • Krzysztof Artur Zagórowicz – бас
  • Adam Sierżęga – ударные

Lost Soul: "Scream Of The Mourning Star" – 2000

Композиции:

  1. My Kingdom
  2. Divine Satisfaction
  3. Tabernaculum Miser
  4. The Highest Pleasure
  5. Malediction
  6. Entrance To The Nothingness
  7. We Want God
  8. Nameless
  9. An Eternal Sleep
  10. Unclean

Лирика

1. My Kingdom

My Kingdown rises
As the others fall...

Curse me!
I want to feel this rage
Punish me!
It's a sap for my trees

No forgiveness
World in flames of ecstasy
Jesus christ closed his eyes
Shamefully

Isolation
No man can see the light of my black sin
Blessed your lunatic black hearts

Deformed by bastards by envy – not yours
I come to you my children

Dress me with pain
Of savage pleasures
Your rejoice will be mine
As feeding on horned angels tears

2. Divine Satisfaction

Worshippers of silence
Don't tell me about it's majesty
You're troubling with your cursed yell
Eternal dream of my lover

Let your lips become silent forever

Worshippers of mystery
Never able to be known
Shake up black pearls
Of your own surmises

My Temple is not for your sake
And the sweetness of Divine Satisfaction

Do reverence to mighty lord
He appeases oceans haunted by fury
And slakes the burning fire
In the heart of every....slave

With voluptuous glance
I'm charming
With the greedy palms
I'm tearing the rags of deceit
He's naked, weak
Look at me!
I'm burning his eyes with my growing desire

Don't chant my name
Worshippers of everyone
Calmed down revolt
Poisoned with spirit degradation
As the biggest servant on the Earth
Here's the power conferred upon you

Clandestine circle which shall never be

My Temple is not for your sake
And the sweetness of Divine Satisfaction

3. Tabernaculum Miser

Wrapped in a cocoon rotten of lies
Hidden behind the mist
Sticking in immobility
Cannot get out from shell

The wind has blown
"Your time wil come"
Thrown down chains satiated of holy truths
Let the tumour be damned
The sign of innocence

Fall down on your knees
Hatred will poison your soul

Kneeled rise to your head, make delight
On the sight of my shameless tool,
Flavour of my power
Until the shores of your lips

I'll take you to the secret pleases
Where on madness triumphs on the altars
Incitement of the millions of souls...lost?

Burn!
Lust's not allow to be the liar for eyes
Enter him your interior
Open the door – Tabernaculum Miser

The wind has blown again
"Rise – All beauty in thy sin"
Below – the gate to eternity
And this is the key to infinity

Speak up dusky elements
Move into insane dance
The vortex of illusion and reality
Neverending ritual of blasphemy

4. The Highest Pleasure

The banners of Lust beaten by winds
Piercing sounds induces panic
Amongst a herd of meek sheep

Scorn to those below
Scorn in the highest

Useless are the curses of sexless forms
Dripping saliva and sighing
To decomposed corpse of an ancient madman

Scorn to those below
Scorn in the highest

A farce never seen before
Grotesque masterpiece
Powerless parade in black armour

All limits fade
Blinded vanity
Scoffers whips lash
The Highest Pleasure
Lures, amazes and devours
Desecrated thoughts, holy words

5. Malediction

To the New Light!
Guided by darkness
sons of luciferian fire
Blacker than blackness
Where blissful silence
For those who can hear

What is Below, is Below
Shall stay behind
Let us drink this filthy life
From the chalice of malediction

Unholy ways on which we stride
Unholy waters in which we drown

The Fiery Serpent wreathes in my bowels
Deadly cure I inject
To be like they are, against them
Only king can be a beggar
Never inversely

And the flesh became a word
Here are our voices of hatred
Won't tolerate the pride
Drawled from the sources of ignorance

Forbidden shall be forbidden
Covered shall be covered

6. Entrance To The Nothingness

Screaming, shrieking, louder, harder,
I lacerated my spirit seal
The nearness of Beast

Entrance to the Nothingness

No sanity remain
Trampled masks of the virgin light
I'm diving with my hissing wounds
In a calmly pulsating wilderness

Magick Poison
My blackened blood now boils
In total silence
Chaos, infinite

Screaming, shrieking, louder, harder,
I lacerated my spirit seal
I'm diving with my hissing wounds
In a calmly pulsating wilderness

7. We Want God

Let Heavens hear our cries
Anthems of eternal adoration
Crushing the house of divine charity

We want god, Our Will
Let be the breath of our deeds
Nails driven into his holy flesh
Will crush the house of divine charity

Let it be our destiny
We're waiting for your sign
We'll greet you with embrace of death

We want god
Burning in rapture
We want god
Kill him!

Don't be afraid...just leave your concealment

8. Nameless

Fill the lungs with its breath
As the lured smell strikes the nostrils
Close your eyes and drown in rapture
Of debauched None

Corrupted by dark
We're riding the brightness
Drunken with madness
We dance in the arms of...Fire!

Flesh from my flesh
Blood from my blood
Here is my bleeding art
Let's unify
In the nameless rite

Put away all resist
Reject all twisted prayers
The one which stand above
No need a vilest rhyme

Corrupted by dark
We're riding the brightness
Drunken with madness
We dance in the arms of...FIRE!

9. An Eternal Sleep

Eclipse complete
A very first vision
Is the first silent warning
For eyes and ears
Obsessed by colours and sounds

Cold, deepest, empty space
And nothing more
The pain of birth
Is this the face of god?

Incantation
Warmed up soul hunger
Coronation
The absurd revealed

Shy little step
Into no light world beyond

There's no images
There's no voice
I'm swallowed by thickend dark
Cold, deepest, empty space
And nothing more
The pain of birth
Is this the face of god?

Incantation
Warmed up soul hunger
Coronation
The absurd revealed

10. Unclean

It's a sin
Blasphemy and sacrilege
It's a sin
A sin is to call it in that way

Shine with your might, oh insolent Wisdom
Your messengers sow pestilence
Thoughts in chaos, without a shelter
No supports point

Ignorance, made ignorance
Impotence – powerless as always

Eager souls
Condemned minds
confirmed in conviction
Flourishing decay

Angels, devils faithful and obedient
Devils, angels waiting for their shepherd
Frightened crippled creatures
Worthy to each other

No trial of strength
Devoured by fire
A puppet in a crown of thorns

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