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You hear the angels crying, and you watch as they fall, One by one, like teardrops from the heavens above.. 

Abominations and obscene, macabre delights. Don’t look for reason; you won’t find it here. 

Feathered wings are burning, your eyes devour the sight... Feast upon the shame and never-ending pain. 

Welcome to hell. Your mind aches with regrets, turning your heart into stone; no light, no love. 

Here, in the absence of love and in the absence of light, Where no opposites meet, in this eternal night

All that’s left of you is the empty hole within, where demons of despair are chanting in the dark

Welcome to hell. Your mind aches with regrets, turning your heart into stone; no love, no light, no life... You throw yourself into flames to numb your pain... 

You want to crawl out of your skin, out of the cage that is you, Praying for someone to take you out of your head and out of your mind. 

Abominations and obscene, macabre delights. Don’t look for reason; you won’t find it here

Welcome to hell. Your mind aches with regrets, turning your heart into stone; no love, no light, no life... You throw yourself into flames, turning your heart into a stone...


Welcome to hell

Your sangreal

Here comes the pain
Here comes the despair and once again you want to disappear...

Haunted by the shame
And plagued by the guilt...
On the ground, in the dark, in the dirt

Before the altar, on your knees
Praying for a reason to carry on
Reciting scriptures in your thoughts, they are written on the walls, in this prison of your mind

No direction, no place called home
You try to run and you try to hide like so many times before
And you give up...
And you let go...
No meaning, no reason, no tomorrow

Before the altar, on your knees
Praying for a reason to carry on
You recite the scriptures of your thoughts, they are written on the walls, in the prison of your mind

You let go, you give up
Crawling into your grave once again
You let go and you give up
Falling is easy once you let go

Before the altar, on your knees
Praying for a reason to carry on
You recite the scriptures of your thoughts, that is written on the walls, in this prison of your mind

Prison of the mind

I have lived I have loved and I have died a million times 
In my eternal circle I am me
Here I suffer
Here I pray
Here I bleed and here I heal

Melting golden calves of the mind, throwing idols on the pyre
I am eternal, I am the nameless one without a face, the shadow and the light

A rotten wasteland
A wretched stinking place

I dig my way, through the dark paths in my soul
Angelic voices sing in spiteful ways

Melting golden calves of the mind, throwing idols on the pyre
I am eternal, I am the nameless one without a face, the shadow and the light

A flow into the ether, a movement from above to below.
A tide that runs through everything 
The alchemy of heart and soul

Melting golden calves of the mind, throwing idols on the pyre (aaah)
I am eternal, I am the nameless one without a face, the shadow and the light

I am fire I am light, I'm the cruel destroyer and salvation
I am now, I am here, and I am eternal
Immersed in shadows and in light


The shadow and the light

My luciferian mind

I'm standing by the precipice and pray, feeling you flowing through me
Far up from above and from below, the wind is whispering your name

Lover's lost for words in the haze of a post-orgasmic daze...
Behind scarlet veils, shadows dancing upon the walls...

Emotions into motions, divinities entwined...
Bodies bathing in glowing red neon lights 
In passion dwells union a babylonian communion 
Venus lash the yearning flesh with the whips of her desire...

Their ambrosia is honey and wine...
From fruits that grow in heavenly realms divine 

I can hear you breathing next to me 
Feel your presence stirring up my being 
Alchemical matters of the heart dissolves and wash away the dirt 

Tounges taste and lips devour 
Heart's full and pouring over 
And he breathe her in, and she let him in

Emotions into motions, divinities entwined...
Bodies bathing in glowing red neon lights 
In passion dwells union a babylonian communion 
Venus lash the yearning flesh with the whips of her desire...

He is the air and she is the wind
(One soul, one heart, one spirit)
Like a sunlit morning just after the rain 
When all is reborned and reaching for the sun 
(Snow dance in vernal light)
A whispered augury in petals white...

Tounges taste and lips devour 
Heart's full and pouring over 
And he breathe her in, and she let him in

Emotions into motions, divinities entwined...
Bodies bathing in glowing red neon lights 
In passion dwells union a babylonian communion 
Venus lash the yearning flesh with the whips of her desire...

Emotions into motions 
Divinities entwined 
In passion dwells union 
A babylonian communion 

Spiritus Veneris

Scandinavian popadelic noire wrapped in both plastic and rusty chains... A synthesis between Jodorowsky and Astrid Lindgren... Everything dwells within the visuals of both color and sound, in the timeless story told by the logos within.


The shadow and the light

Griave