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Paroles pour l'album Todeswunsch - Sous le Soleil de Saturne de Sopor Aeternus & The Ensemble of Shadows

1.flesh crucifix


Bin weder Mann, noch bin ich Frau,
bin irgendwo zwischendrin,
Wei nicht wohin ich gehre,
Wei nicht was ich bin...
Traurigkeit erfllt meine Seele
in jedem einzelnen Augenblick,
was vor mir liegt kann ich nicht sehen,
doch ich wei es gibt kein Zurck...
Bin wie zwlf Seelen, die begraben sind
in einem sich bewegendem Fleisch.
Zwlf grundverschiedenen Hlften,
zu deren Kombination es wohl niemals reicht...


2.die bruderschaft des schmerzers


Wieder nur ein Kfig innerhalb eines Kfigs,
und jegliches Erwachen ist nur grausame Illusion,
ewig gefangen in der eigenen Traum; uschung,
wie der trgerische Traum innerhalb eines Traums...


3. shadowsphere


This is a sad day here in the world of shades
but even pain has its own beauty
even pain can perform a lovely face.
Blinding stream, double-edged,
in an extra-terrestrial gloom,
beautiful creation of steel
grown in my barren womb...
They way into the light will separate me from my flesh,
myriads in their birth-giving red
swimming forcefully through-out space.
This darkest space is wide
and the mountain is still so high,
fly up my black little eyes
and cross the frontiers that dare to define my life...
No space too vast and surely no place too far,
the groping sister feels that her eyes
must be somewhere alive.
So she is afraid of all the dwellers of the dark
in their blindness they will never understand
the tempting gift of sight.
This place is cold, blindly she can feel
the dead wind caressing the rocks
from high above they come way down,
these angels kissing our undead bodies to stone...


5.saltatio crudelitatis


Tongue of silence, lick my lips,

steal my thoughts, steal my pride.

My soul lies offered as I'm waiting,

intoxicate me when you step inside...

Hold my hands, my hands are trembling,

your charming beauty takes my breath,

fragrant perfumes veil my senses,

hold my hands sweet tormentress.

Out of darkness we call came from,

flight from darkness is in vain,

I am the banquet, I am delicious.

Into darkness we'll fall back again.

Meister des Mordes, nimm meine Augen,

an diesem Ort kann ich nicht sein.

Strecke mich nieder, zerschlage mein Haupt,

Meister des Mordes, schenke mir den Tod...

Meister des Mordes, erhære mein Flehen,

beende die Leiden, nimm den Schmerz von mir.

–ffne die Tore, es ist fìr mich Zeit.

Meister des Mordes, dieser Tanz ist Grausamkeit...

Meister des Mordes, nimm meine Augen,

gefangen im Fleische, erbrmlich und alt.

Fìhre mich fort in die Dunkelheit,

Vater meiner Seele, dieser Tanz iest Grausamkeit.

Vater meiner Seele, rei mich in den Tod...

...Es tut mir leid.


6.soror


I have no body and I feel no pain
for I am no longer here again.
Now I can fly through-out the widest space
finally I'm set free from all my chains.
A farewell to heaven and a farewell to old hell,
from now on we shall never meet again.
Neither light nor darkness are here to know my way,
there'll be no more sadness and there'll no more pain.
I can fly, yes, I can fly and I'm no longer here,
may this old flesh stay down there forever,
I shall not waste a thought.
No, I do no longer care..


8. the devils instrument


Tongue of silence, lick my lips,
steal my thoughts, steal my pride.
My soul lies offered as I'm waiting,
intoxicate me when you step inside...
Hold my hands, my hands are trembling,
your charming beauty takes my breath,
fragrant perfumes veil my senses,
hold my hands sweet tormentress.
Out of darkness we call came from,
flight from darkness is in vain,
I am the banquet, I am delicious.
Into darkness we'll fall back again.
Meister des Mordes, nimm meine Augen,
an diesem Ort kann ich nicht sein.
Strecke mich nieder, zerschlage mein Haupt,
Meister des Mordes, schenke mir den Tod...
Meister des Mordes, erhre mein Flehen,
beende die Leiden, nimm den Schmerz von mir.
ffne die Tore, es ist fr mich Zeit.
Meister des Mordes, dieser Tanz ist Grausamkeit...
Meister des Mordes, nimm meine Augen,
gefangen im Fleische, erbrmlich und alt.
Fhre mich fort in die Dunkelheit,
Vater meiner Seele, dieser Tanz iest Grausamkeit.
Vater meiner Seele, rei mich in den Tod


9. todeswunsch


That little mountain raises (silently)
while other dissolve into a plain
time redefines itself (irrationally)
and falls in sadness grain by grain...


10. drama der geschlechtslosigkeit I


I shattered all the mirrors fearfully hoping
that they won't be able to remember my face.
Darkest of all lights
most greedy to embrace
surrounded by demons
and breathing in life...


11. freitod phantasien


Two half figures stand ashore
the darkest lake embraced by cold
veils of mist and icy breath
blows the leaves away...
And the old black trees spread their long dead arms.
As the souls of the dead call across the water
they both step down into the coldest depth...


13. saturn impressionen


Old, senseless thoughts half frozen in loneliness,
faster and faster we're spinning in circles;
imprisoned in pain, floating without sound,
the death in the mist aimlessly wandering around.
Our sad eyes say:


14. somnambulists secret bardo life


Black wall eat up my life and suffocate,
This is a sad day in the Shadosphere...
Two suns are dancing cruelly in the dark,
Forcefully swimming through-out this space....


15. not dead but dying


Exposed with hands as empty
as the opposite space,
crawling we move
to where the final station lies,
to whom is the debt
that we are forced to pay...?
Real forces dare to appear only
when we turn away,
truth reveals itself
Reveal yourself!
A face ordained to hypocrites,
we know the masks,
their artificial smiles,


16. only the dead in the mist


Take my hand in the old 'Theatre Of Seven Hells',
a ferry that bowed its wings,
we call Her: 'Moon by Day'.
Life - a book of painful tongue that hurts our ears.
Flowers of the end, their seed shall grow.
Your breath shall be my coat,
the underworld is, oh, so cold.
The dead don't feel chill,
but please, hold me warm.
The aweful night has gone; what lay before...
we can't remember.
Even Morpheus has drowned in the lament
of his own weeping shadow...


17. this profane finality


Alles ist nur Illusion und von mir erschaffen,
Doch ich vermag ihr nicht zu entflieh'n,
Bin in meinem eigenen Trugbild gefangen,
Und meine armen Augen erkennen kein Ziel.
Die Antwort kann niemals im Aussen sein,
Sie liegt stets im Innern, schlft tief in mir drin,
Doch welches Auge schaut hinein,
Ich brauche ein neues Auge,
Einen neuen Sinn.
Die Zeit ist wie ein Ort und Gleichsam ein Zustand,
Und ich bin darin, denn ich bin ihr Quell,
Gefangen in meiner eigenen Schpfung,
Auf der verzweifelten Suche nach meinem wahren Selbst...


18. cage within a cage


Exposed with hands as empty
as the opposite space,
crawling we move
to where the final station lies,
to whom is the debt
that we are forced to pay...?
Real forces dare to appear only
when we turn away,
truth reveals itself
Reveal yourself!
A face ordained to hypocrites,
we know the masks,
their artificial smiles.


Todeswunsch - Sous le Soleil de Saturne - Metalship

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