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VERSURI SEPTIC FLESH
| Septic Flesh - (Morpheus) The Dreamlord |
| I was sailling in the sea of lethargy
upon an empty dream
when land appeared
and filled the endless horizon.
White pilars from marble
deep into a garden
were shining like guiding stars.
The Dreamlor |
| Septic Flesh - Age Of A New Messiahs |
| Gods are changing when people grow,
and loose their faith from the hands of progress.
They are transformed and look brand new.
They change their names, but not their rules.
Mercenaries will play the fl |
| Septic Flesh - Android |
| You wanted me to be the perfect companion.
A trusty pleasant face on your possession.
My brothers were so cold without intentions.
They were so boring with their luck of desire.
I am User friendly. I a |
| Septic Flesh - Arctic Circle |
| Sailing to the unfriendly regions of the North.
Some whales were following us, making sounds of
warning.
The curious giants were playing with each other,
Spying on the expedition's ships.
The Arctic Ci |
| Septic Flesh - Behind The Iron Mask |
| In an empty room eyes without a face.
They are stirring other images,
glimpses of a distant life,
of a gone life.
The hands cannot identify the face
Behind the Iron Mask
Dim is within on the plane of |
| Septic Flesh - Brotherhood Of The Fallen Knights |
| [music:SOTIRIS]
When alliance has the value
of a broken royal seal,
heroic is the denial to bent
to a flamboyant mighty siege.
Falcons are their arrows
like a forest seem their sheilds.
Catapults ar |
| Septic Flesh - Burning Phoenix |
| If you ever hear the song of a dying phoenix
don't let sadness close your ears
you may offend the secret face of nature
It is not a mourning but a hymn.
If you ever see the bright pyre strip
the night |
| Septic Flesh - Dark River |
| [Music: Chris A. Sotiris V. Spiros A., Lyrics:
Sotiris V.]
Can you pay the fair?
Open your mouth and spit the buried coin
The boat is ready to sail
Step inside
I am the ferryman
We'll sail the river |
| Septic Flesh - Geometry In Static |
| Behold that a path is created from these traces of
ink,
Letters join numbers
Sounds come forth manifesting the plasticity.
This is the direct outcome of the continuous war
The collision of the worlds o |
| Septic Flesh - Heaven Below |
| A peacock rests alone in the vitreous valley
With an innocent pose like it does not know
On its featheres ventaglia thousands of eyes
Empty since the end of oracles
Clouds create a hollow pillow
For s |
| Septic Flesh - Marble Smiling Face |
| [music:SPIROS]
Black leather gloves
on soft thin hands.
Red Celtic knives,
sharp as your touch.
[CHORUS:]
HUNTING EAGLE PROUDLY LAND
ON THIS ISLAND THAT'S MY HEART.
Twin Mirrors blue.
Cold lakes c |
| Septic Flesh - Radioactive |
| Would you like to become Dante's Companion in his
grim cathode,
following our tunnels to our subterranean covert
foundation?
This concrete shelter is our nest now,
a beautiful vase without a flower.
We |
| Septic Flesh - So Clean, So Empty |
| You come to me as the flies to the spider
blinded from my intellectual darkening
Try to move in the
holographic image of choice
and I'll project you one of my corridors
The cobweb is so carefully wove |
| Septic Flesh - The Future Belong To The Brave |
| Decline is the symptom of the failure to evolve
forwards
Change was and will be the most permanent element
of experience
deny to go on and you will be left back
Going backwards by remaining stagnant
We |
| Septic Flesh - Unbeliever |
| [Music: Spiros A., Lyrics: Sotiris V.]
Hate me
Help me
Convert my mind
Direct me to your gloom
The halls of kingdom
To the land of no return
Take me ignorant
Show me your master and creator
Take |
| Septic Flesh - Virtues Of The Beast |
| [Music: Spiros A., Lyrics: Sotiris V.]
Hail to those that walk my lonely path
Bearing the mark of the chosen one
They are the cross!
They are the travellers of the plains
Common ground of all directio |
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