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Triptykon: "Eparistera Daimones" – 2010

энциклопедия: Triptykon

Состав группы:

  • Tom Gabriel Warrior – вокал, гитара, программирование
  • Norman Lonhard – ударные и перкуссия
  • V. Santura – гитара, вокал
  • Vanja Slajh – бас

Triptykon: "Eparistera Daimones" – 2010

Композиции:

  1. Goetia
  2. Abyss Within My Soul
  3. In Shrouds Decayed
  4. Shrine
  5. A Thousand Lies
  6. Descendant
  7. Myopic Empire
  8. My Pain
  9. The Prolonging

Лирика

1. Goetia

Satan, savior, father
Lord, constructor of my world
Master, destroyer, redeemer
Guide me, I am the open wound

Under a frozen sun
Under a burning moon
All shall be revealed
Under the morning star

Lord, have mercy upon me
Guilt has ravaged this my flesh
Lord, have mercy upon me
Thine shall be this mortal soul

Son, messiah, deceiver
Pale like bloodless human veins
Sickness, darkness, decay
Mankind shall drown in its delusions

Bearer of light, thou haveth fallen from heaven
Evoke thy servents and release their eternal spell
My heart is black, my heart is dead
Spirits enter into me, let me ascend

Lie upon lie, mankind shall die

2. Abyss Within My Soul

The dead are never gone
I can feel them all around me
I am drowning in an ocean
How I wish that you would join them

I am burning
I seek revenge
My eyes are blind
My rage are chaste

Rise! Abyss within my soul

The dead are never gone
I can always hear their voices
These dark waters will consume me
And the sun will never rise

Every nail piercing my flesh
Manifests your helplessness
Die you shall

I am Lazarus
Arisen from my tomb
My limbs are trembling
My hands are bleeding
The day of demise

Rise! Abyss within my soul

3. In Shrouds Decayed

I am your shrine
I am your womb
You rest inside my me
My flesh shall be your tomb

Your words decayed
The foulest rain
A shroud of mildewed lies enwrapping your remains
Your body draped
Next to mine
Exposed to all unless they've chosen to be blind

You cause my sweat
To drop as blood
Soiling this meager ground of desecrated mud
Your mind depraved
You've crucified yourself upon my barren grave

My fingers tenderly
Caress your face
I shall preserve my hatred until the end of days

I've concieved you
I've destroyed you
You were still born
Inside of me

4. Shrine

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5. A Thousand Lies

Son of none
Risen from dust
To carve my cross
The altar of sacrifice

Son of none
Spreader of lies
Thy will be done
As you die

Everything you touch
Every word you speak
Every lie you shape
Every seed you sew

Dies

Son of none
Soiled with my blood
Serpent below the cross
Still you fail

Son of none
The blackened sun
Self-appointed god
Cult of one

Blessed those who do believe
Those who will die in you
A raging flood of deceiving words
A tainted world of livid shame

6. Descendant

The days when I was young
The days when I die
Autumn leaves lie on the ground
To wither so much like me

Unto thee shall all flesh come
Grant me eternal rest

Seven, seven they are
No gate shall shut them out
Like snakes through grass they glide
Like wind, like wind they storm

Fall has swept the fields
The woods will come alive
Heaven and Earth converge
And the stars will disappear

7. Myopic Empire

Diseased, the inner sanctum dies
Rhapsodized, before your sightless eyes
Demise, Tartarus in disguise
Your words, all but stigmatized

Like a body without soul and a sacrifice of faith
The desire to be flesh, yet forced to abdicate
Pain– myopic empire

Shelter to a venal mind
Subsistence within your own decline
You betrayed me to my face
Though professing to seek the truth
Nowhere near a fleshless decay
Your relinquished purity of youth

And in all incessant bitterness
A lack of comprehension
Intoxicated by my suffering
Thou shalt suffer, too

8. My Pain

Fall asleep in my arms, never to wake up ever again
Morning comes as a surprise to the solitary heart
This world within my mind, did it ever even exist?
I wish my touch could mend your bleeding wounds
And mark my existence in your time
I fight the impending lure of belated sleep
For fear of waking up and you are gone

9. The Prolonging

As you descend, I shall rise
Your demise shall be my conception
Your failure shall be my triumph
I shall feed from your decay

Your despair shall give me strength
As you degenerate I shall prosper
Your misfortune shall make me jubilant
As you suffocate, I shall breathe

Repressed, your own mortality
Drunk of pitiful delusion
I shall be your parasite
Born of your own imbecility

I shall tie your mortal limbs
I shall invade your thoughts
I shall belittle your aspirations
I shall obliterate your hope
I shall break your will
I shall devour your flesh

As you perish, I shall live

I shall live
You shall drown in my contempt
Drained of all life and emotion
I shall be your eternal foe
I shall expose for ridicule
Your designs for your salvation

Liar!

I shall feast on your misfortune
I shall remember all your lies
Truth has never been of essence
As you devised your fallacies
Liar!

As you deteriorate
I shall create my kingdom
As you sink into waves of darkness
I shall find my brightest light
As you perish, I shall live

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