DIES IRAE - LYRICS ---------------------------------------------- > A PERENNIAL SPLEEN - EP 1996 > GARGOYLES - LP 1998 > WARGANISM - Single 2000 > SHADOW BOXING - Single 2006 > Centipede - LP 2008 ---------------------------------------------- A PERENNIAL SPLEEN 1996 (EUROSTAR RECORDS) 1. Nostalgia of the Origins 2. Rigor Mortis 3. Into the Symbolic Dimension 4. Remorse 1. Nostalgia of the Origins Lacrimosa dies illa Qua resurget in favilla Iudicando homo reus Huie ergo parce deus Kingdom of pain, sickness and sorrow Find the pathway to tomorrow Open the black doors, welcome the gods Scattering ashes, along the clouds Berry the plague, our solitude, die ... Reaching lost times, repent your lies, cry ... Equisite lives, resting in graves, rise ... Black atmosphere, carried by walls, fly ... Pie iesu domine Dona eis requiem. Dies irae, dies illa Solvet saeclum in favilla... 2. Rigor Mortis Devoring the icons of ancients Holding myself inside the cold sky I am the awe of the oceans Rotten, extreme, repulsive to death Through the ice you shall meet me Cutting wide open pieces of flesh Painting my spirit in marbles And longing the fall down and crash Scaring, tearing, splitting your soul Roaring, bearing, erased forever Enjoy the mindless, extatic symptoms Trembling, tragedy spiritual ease Kicked down, faces disolved in grins of despair I run to the door, the cage is still inside here I see myself, my body, my trust The awe of flesh makes monsters of lust 3. Into the Symbolic Dimension Deadly symbolic dimension Blasphemous impurity Syntetic cold impresion We're breathing insanity Insanity ... insanity ... Precious life, aesthetical souls Reality's bliss, dead on the cross Ideals fall, faith and sores Running into intensity's doors Ashes for you, feelings for us Apocalypse flows, my blood in the dust See the light, seeds of rust Crawl inside, life is lost ... 4. Remorse Forget dismay Destroy Shelter Repay the debts Waiting remorse... Shades... Old sores bleeding... Here, the color is gone Our destinies are lying dead The life holy way is tore out In a tear, infernally temple of doubt. Feelings restrained Loosen tempest Forgive your guilt To find regrets... Remaining untouched by the rust We long to live the disaster Believing or not in new orders Our lives are carried out faster (all music and lyrics by Dies Irae) ---------------------------------------------- GARGOYLES - 1998 (BESTIAL RECORDS) 1. Nevermore Occult 2. I Built The Symmetry Of Chaos 3. The Vineyard 4. My Soul To Ashes 5. Dervent (instrumental) 6. Enrapture Of The Heathen 7. In A Frown I've Found My Hate 8. The Funeral I've Never Seen 9. The Wish 10. Gargoilism 1. Nevermore Occult "Constrans ma vad sa bat pustiul sumbru O data ce pe drumul meu cutreier Tot cautandu-mi calea spre lumina" [John Milton - "Paradisul Pierdut"] I deplore this forgery my heart my tear-stained mind I'll depose To strenghten your immaculate darkness, to worship the light that mangles me In this age of darkness the souls lie between sickness and death With my every move I bow to a wall of flesh Creatures of light - search the shadows The forever night - always together Give me my sins - all I have Creatues of light - God is dead I now believe... To fill myself with disillusions a bitter spasm inside the candle, Strings that pulled me fall around the puppets' master writhes in my mind... 2. I Built The Symmetry Of Chaos "Ci-albea pe cer o alta dimineata si soarele urca cu-aceleasi stele ce-l insoteau cand cel ce-mparte viata il zamisli pre dansul si pre ele" [Dante Alighieri - "Infernul:Divina Comedie"] I am the end with no begining The graceless beauty of Insanity's petals wanting A demon of invited inspiration A black most beautiful weed Silently cold grows inside me The eyes of small pure angels Black from the womb till they die Beside her gallpos the crime, the plague and the hunger Two little children used to walk behind them. I built the symmetry of chaos on Surrealism of classic truth Withered jewels of new ideals that Worship my apparent calm lunacy... Two small dead angels cut away their eyes It will always come toe to mow the eyes of small pure angels. 3. The Vineyard "Fiti aspri!" [Friedrich Nietzsche - "Antchristul"] Sweat for your brows, drops in my glass Thorns in your feet, taste for my wine Nietzscheean slaves, all you sad stories are gathered on my bloody red tongue. And it smells like rain in this old crowded life where the ever-changing seasos are blowing so rude And nobody cares for this wine before me on the table The generatios worked their lives for its red I'm tempted to say as the old philosopehr's spoke: "You must be ruthless to all human kind!" Sow my years - change your lies Place all destinies - take their price Drunk - with teardrops - dropping red The spirits - so tangled - in life's perished webs Nothing more fearful, nothing more strange All our memories, all our rage Opened at night by trembling white hands Loosen again in the vineyard odf sentiments... We're filling the vineyard with our own reflection No more tales of glory, no more revelations! 4. My Soul To Ashes "Am vazut tot ce se face sub soare; si, iata, totul este desertaciune si tulburare a duhului" [Ecleziastul (1:14)] Seeking your destiny by burinig your life Unveiling the dusk fears to open your eyes Reading the years in shredded old stars Waiting for something to come out of us Simple thoughts - conquer times Mystic flames - naked rhymes Cease emotions, find another impressions Holding the destiny's unrestful distortions Burn to east, my soul to dust I burn the past, my soul to ashes... Burn to east, my soul to lust I burn the dust, my soul to ashes... Cold years of deception Hungry years and more Coming again, dry my thirst Like the spring's violent burst. Like thousands of seagulls Drowning in the sea at dawn An insatiable darkness will devour us one as all. 5. Dervent [instrumental] 6. Enrapture The Heathen "Ceea ce e denumit pacat este un element esential al progresului. Pacatul, datorita curiozitatii sale, amplifica existenta rasei." [Oscar Wilde - "Criticul Ca Artist"] Black here means life, waiting for dust The rack,, time of tears, we burn, they trust Black here means us, forces inside Onward the sun, ride, ride, shadows in flames... Stay, waiting, frozen, for we are not the saints We imagine moon before fields. I waited enough to enrapture the heathen my free abosolution to reign inside him. I waited too much for my restricted poetry my immature solutions to dwell a lifeless sea. Glide - ghastly rivers, immune, hold me insane Insects filling spaces, heathens - old disciples. 7. In A Frown I've Found My Hate "Omul nu va fi cu adevarat liber decat in clipa in care-l va fi ucis pe ultimul zeu." [Mircea Eliade - ] Not self complacence gives to life a sense Why cut your lips before you shouted? Even once go blind and you will see A convenient god can't take you to heaven He shall cast salvation through rage Reborn, he dyes the hate again... Divided we shall fall, and so we'll fade Divided we shall rise and so we hate We'll dry our pain in poison, free the hate Fake thousands lies with just one truth: "That is the play is the tragedy, MAN And its hero, the conqueror worm" The worm realized inside these morning's sheets that chastity preserved in holy shell Erected, burst - feast of rape, behind the sacred walls of fate Without any mean of contraception his hate conceives on bounds In frowns of wombs I found my hate Each one of you will born a savior. 8. The Funeral I've Never Seen "Caci toate ce se vad si par Sunt un vis intr-un vis doar" [Edgar Allan Poe - "Un Vis Intr-un Vis"] I'll taste your dark time Thine veins por red wine Shine your old sun above Here lays the ultimate dove. Breaking open marble stones Weakly witness comes within Fluid sadness, black commitment Desperate shapes, newborn sin. Love stains in Light time is my tale rest now in Death Peace must be might Love stains in Light - everyone will succeed to be crucified Time is my tale - lost seconds just sand in the sea Rest now in death - you are the memory of sacred Peace must be might - beneath the fecunditive earth. Funeral - I've never seen Funeral - questions are mean. 9. The Wish "Visul este vizualizarea mascata a dorintei refulate." [Sigmund Freud - "Visul Ca Implinire A Dorintei"] I call you now not a for a long time In my sad garden where I wish to die My imagination is opened to you and all my things are beloved, I'm sure... You're here...I can't believe You have already turned me grey... Listen closer to my severd past Listen, listen, to our fevered lust... 10. Gargoilism "Fiecare ducea in spinare o imensa Himera; cumplita fiara isi infigea cele doua strasnice gheare in pieptul celui calarit si fabulosu-i cap se sprijinea pe fruntea omului." [Charles Baudelaire - "Fiecare Cu Himera Lui"] There is no help in philosophy No help in changing out the yesterday's truth, Utopias we yearned to touch are dying now And all the gods have humanly tresspassed. Gods built the world from most prosaic sins and you are the lowest progeny of their copulation... In our constant fall we cut our wrists In shards of our painfully flooding essence. Dramas of our outside beauty are leaving us indifferent, Soon we'll become gargoyles that treasures walls. Contamined - you will have yoour socle Unfeeling - unable to be hurt You know - the statue is in you Expectant - a gargoyle grows in you. (all music and lyrics by Dies Irae) ---------------------------------------------- WARGANISM – 2000 (SELF RELEASED) 1. Warganism 2. The Ressurection 1. Warganism I am the red in the sick bloodshot eyes I wrap the flesh in black plastic suites The gods and the shields speak no lies My warganism is tied on a cold empty route. Hands are claws and my head is a mess My feet on the road, get ready again Pump up the blood and don’t look in my face Feel the skin boiling inside like a circus of pain Like the digits of a million centipedes connected to power Pushing against the bastard sons of my enemies cavalry I speak the false irreverent psalms in god’s dirty hour The skies echoes black in the dead mouth of war, soothing me Let’s build the freak as a new god on the shore Let’s come along together with the foulest roar I’ll be the one who stands in the dead mouth of war. 2. The Ressurection The unseen you have yearned for it is now revealed to your eyes The asexual truth is painted from your synthetic disguise Streets turn to veins we flow downwards fast…. Strong or weak, blind or prophets We’re the ressurection Praise, praise the ressurection On your knees Is feeding on our impulsive great hunger Greed is satisfied, we grow prouder on it We’re unmasking right now The illustrious picture of our ressurection Strong or weak, get down on your kness You’re all in the dawn of a new eve As you’ve been betrayed by your gods This you witness is the new and true bible In the dawn of tomorrow We’ll be playing our last of success We’re gonna get high on our eclectic lifestyle We’re the junkies addicted to a new glory, a parrable. (all music and lyrics by Dies Irae) ---------------------------------------------- SHADOW BOXING – 2006 (SELF RELEASED) Shadow Boxing All the shadows of a sorrowful life All the sunburns of a hopeful life All the good gods of a dreadful paradise Are defenseless in your eyes, are all breathless with your lies Everything is falling dear, everything is wrong After all this shadow years, we still feel alone Everything is falling dear, all kindness is gone After all this shadow years, you turned into stone 20 dogs, running scared 20 gods, never there 20 lovers, holding hands 20 shadows ripping me. (music and lyrics by Dies Irae) ---------------------------------------------- Centipede – 2008 (Taine Records) 1. THE STRANGEST THING Fear is like a thief in the night I can’t let go, my thoughts get tight In silence mind can’t speak no thoughts But frigid simple sighs like ghosts. I cannot stand the way you look me I cannot stand your cold white plea The strangest thing you brought me to see The strangest thing – to fall from me. All the links emerged to the light I became so useless, filled with might In silence I opened again the despair I found there the blame, connected to fear. I cannot stand the way you look me I cannot stand your cold white plea The strangest thing you brought me to see The strangest thing – to fall from me. Fingers feel all kinds of tension My skin fades and you stand still I could fake again with passion To dance in water like white pills. 2. STAY I’m waiting for my door to open I’m stretching out to reach the dream I soon will open my arms to hold you I soon will send all my gifts to you In a room, silent like my womb The phone still bleeds like my memories Against the windows I sit on your tomb And I try to regain all fantasies. Stay, don’t play Stay in the darkness as always Stay, don’t stray I’ll surely wait in the doorways Like the night opens its chest Like my mistakes used to push you Like frailness that caused you such grief I will deny you with my strong belief Hate, not like you used to see it Drops of water stained in our eyes Nights and days of endless fighting Will finally open your eyelids. Stay, don’t play Stay in the darkness as always Stay, don’t stray I’ll surely wait in the doorways 3. LIVE THE UNIQUE i live up to the dream that flashes on the liquid panel i try to stop the crawling flood I never felt deceived before my big cold smile is not the same i feel like giving up to this dismay. hope fits in our picture the frame is really unique God looks so happy upon us and the perspectives are high I smelled some wind today the sky seemed to become dark we have to postpone our needs We'll soon join the big wooden ark the animals and kings shall die together crawling in the sea as time becomes forever hope fits in our picture the frame is really chic the band chants the glory and God is really unique 4. THE WORDS I found myself in space The wounds and lies fulfill My pain is sin glazed I wait for my dreary disease. I found myself this time All the words weren’t mine I speak for noone these rhymes I walk through the shadow that shines I found frail angel fury This empire cannot stand black silk silly clouds Innocence gives up on demand I found myself this time All the words weren’t mine I speak for no one these rhymes I walk through the shadow that shines 5. GOLEM Twenty years after my love became your master My shame became your midle name And you can't feel the same, the same, the same. Twenty years after. We're made of dirt and plaster The days are passing faster And each day is just a small desaster Twenty years after your fear became a monster It just became my only name And I can still feel the shame the same Twenty years after Sinatra dressed in gold. Was doing just what he's been told And we're still young an he is getting old. Nothing makes us fall apart. And nothing makes this crack in you. Nothing makes you break your heart. And nothing makes you feel it too. Golem, I feel it's getting me Deeper than i need Golem, and it's calling My name, and he is me 6. TO FORGET I am marching down I can see your heads, you run all around I am feeling down I can watch your lungs breathing in and out Forgive and forget all that we said words falling down we never regret – we used to forget, never forgive the way that we used to never believe I am so damn blank I ended now the walk and I sit and stare I will shout again But I won’t be heard in the noisy air. I am looking up I can see the clouds touching the soft screen I am feeling up I can see myself getting white and thin. 7. ENVY listen to the voice it keeps blipping inside my head you can see the letters random words and light ahead cannot keep track of all deviations i still answer to them in odd little ways warning: your time is over; impressions are what remains for these empty days. 8. CROWDED I exit the room and enter the strange evening Can’t see the big lights, it’s all too messed up Crawling the streets like browsing some feelings I try to act as nothing could make me change now Crowded mind vanished folded like a curtain Sorry and blind Forgotten I only remember my name Halls filled with nothing, colored in pink Like cells of strange blood, corrupted by nature Stumbling and kicking these faces That end up to stare in the cold silence at night. 9. STORY DOWN She just stayed in the house at the other end of the world Just staring blank through the door smoking with people never seen before. I wrote down my story, I packed up my lies everything’s fury but I won’t let her die. you sent me your wishes I praised to be heard I followed my fury everything was unfurled. She stayed down on the floor hearing deep all steps in the walls praying the day will go away praying the waves will find her wait. 10. END THEME (instrumental) (music and lyrics by Dies Irae) ----------------------------------------------