1. |
Disturbing the Ancients
04:06
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DISTURBING THE ANCIENTS
Regius (2002)
Sometimes I feel like
They’re snatching my skin
But my body’s not bleeding,
I try to go along
But my feet doesn’t obey me,
It’s the innermost grief,
The never-sprouting seed,
The soil that will nevermore
See the blue element,
Our urge for knowledge and
Apprenticeship become need
For conquer and possess
Because we are the only ones
To bear in mind,
The only ones with the right
to decide… perhaps we never
Liked to see the real energy
Of a higher force showing
Mercy with the hours
The best to do is not
Disturbing the ones
Who gave us all that we have,
The best to do is not
Disturbing the Ancients.
Chaos, Disaster, Death.
And in the centre of the circle
You can always see the same,
Or almost ever?
And in the centre of the circle
You can always see the same,
The die has turned?
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2. |
Into a Thousand Caves
06:45
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INTO A THOUSAND CAVES
Regius (2002)
With my naked feet I found myself going up
To a place that inspires me the maximum
Reliance, a place to go through in solitude,
A place that men says it heals the spirit,
A place to get lost untroubled.
And my journey begins where I still
Can feel the presence of witches and sorcerers
Gathering some midnight in June
With the trees company, ilex and cork oaks,
Busy by rare songs sang in an undertone.
I walk some miles above,
Nearby a flowing azure river.
His water enthralls me and stops my path
For a moment, enough to verify by my gleam
That I don’t know my face.
I begin to change.
Then I continue ahead beside some
Impressive oaks and, after leaving the lane, I walk
Inside the wood following a wild boar’s traces.
I take a look between the branches and
Notice the black smoke’s cloud over me.
Now I feel complete, ready
To reach the submit and fly away.
I go over a dense beech’s forest
When Morou appears before my eyes,
Great temple of stone.
Here I am the Master of the Valley,
I can speak to the old kings of the air,
They accepted helping me in my last travel,
Before the sunset arrives.
By feeding my dreams I can unmask reality,
Last chance for fitting this decadent World.
This is my Land.
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3. |
Tenebrarum
05:24
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TENEBRARUM
Regius (1999)
Darkened ‘til dawn, born after the great storm,
Out of the light, I feel the pleasures of life, I die!
And I descend to the old paradise,
our Hell, where I run to feed the flames.
Don’t let me die in pain,
Don’t let my soul goes away with the wind,
And let me ride the dragons of time
But let my soul scatters evil
In the islands of enslavement,
The embryos of all life.
As I was leaving a dream of a
new forgotten time,
In this prison I won’t see the same,
As I was crying blood in
The magnetic spectral World,
Beyond golden altars of nothingness.
Mishap unanimated shadow,
Dare behind the high towers of might.
In the world of souls, I was the King!
Forlorn, I forget my own
Forlorn in a strong challenge
Do you remember me?
I’m a strange in a strange land.
Darkened I’m born after this great chance,
Seeing the light again,
I lived all pleasures of Death,
Now I’m alive.
A stolen image which walks
With the dark clouds,
A dreadful shadow that destroys my essence.
Out of the word, I’ve lost the way,
Dancing with shadows in Oblivion.
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4. |
Burn my Own
06:22
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BURN MY OWN
Regius (2004)
Obscure thoughts calling your name,
How can I look at this madness
If the light that gave me life’s
Turning grey and diffused?
I like silence, I love loneliness and I feed
My spirit from the sweetness of the dark.
But now I need no help,
None can make me understand
The cold reasons of my destiny,
Flagellate my soul with words of truth,
The only words to open my ears
And to pump my fluids
I would be ready to burn up.
Stop all the clouds, avoid all noise,
I’ve created my own cage,
A polluted atmosphere,
A storm of hate and violence
That fills my lungs.
Remind these days of fear,
A fog-covered landscape beyond your sight,
Come with me and prove
How nightmares disappear,
Burning my own desires
I will forget for a whole time
The bloody announcers of
The forthcoming battle.
Black warriors coming from the North,
Red troops far from the East,
Giving immortality.
A war with no loser,
They’re only here to extinct the fire,
The dark flames burning in me.
Arms of the trinity of fire gaining control
Over me, growing up with my
Inner explosion, my old wish,
My hunger of disaster.
Steel inside rusting me,
The one which makes me blow,
Unborn in insanity,
Break these chains and burn my own!
- I am the painful light that will give you a life -
I trust in a man that holds his secrets
From a world apart
Showing all the time his glory.
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5. |
Angoixa
05:50
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ANGOIXA
Regius (2005)
Tot fent un cop d’ull el meu ens capta que tot és fosc,
Ni tan sols cerco una sortida que, tot i que hi és,
no és gens senzilla de trobar, em manca l’aire,
una opressió que ara desconec.
Jo vull que tothom pateixi com jo,
Només vull que tothom gaudeixi d’aquesta
sensació d’impotència i pèrdua de tot alè.
Ningú se n’adona, he traspassat un mur impenetrable,
No confio en mi mateix, trobo que no és moment
Per a parlar de l’endemà.
I demà qui collons sap on seré,
Si al meu pas els llums s’esgoten,
la meva ànima és morta i ja no sento dolor?
El plaer m’empeny cap a una espiral
Que no puc controlar, perdut en un món
que no s’atura mai, mort en vida.
Potser serà millor que no surti mai més
Del meu cau, el meu nínxol, salvació!
M’amago de la realitat,
M’encaro amb la fantasia com si
Formés part de mi però aquesta es torna por,
I la por dolor, i llavors el dolor...
Què esdevindrà?
Traït per un record i encadenat a una arrel
Que bloca els meus sentits, que tria
En el meu lloc un camí,
El corriol més fosc, el torrent més profund,
El racó més feréstec, el salt d’aigua més brau.
No ho puc dubtar.
Però encara sóc presoner del meu destí
I d’aquesta brutal angoixa,
Ja no trencaré el fil del meu instint i buscaré
La manera de tornar a omplir els pulmons.
Però encara sóc víctima d’aquest indret
I d’aquesta profunda angoixa,
M’abraono contra la soledat en un darrer intent
D’esmorteir tan forta caiguda pel forat de l’oblit.
Romandre en silenci no és gens estrany
Quan manques d’aire fins i tot per a parlar,
Sense esma, perdo el joc.
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6. |
Infinity
04:16
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INFINITY
Tros d'Animal (2000)
Sadness feeds my soul!
Vast dead spaces, nothing in sight,
Hail almighty emptiness!
Lost in this desert I’ve forgot to see
Divinity, which flows inside of me.
Forbidden images, children of nature,
Rides to defy my reality.
Now ignite the fire, listen to my call,
Spirits of wild and of the purest air,
Embrace me immense power,
Wake up my beast,
I curse you mourning light!
Trees and ground of the forest,
Creatures of the deep night,
Moon and winds and stars, never-ending
Universe guides my new existence.
Reveal me the hidden secrets of my
Spirit and my mind,
Look to the sky, see the eternal
Energy, which surrounds us.
Open your arms, receive the
Knowledge, the darkest gift.
Let me control the blood
Which runs through my veins,
Let me look the eyes of my own Death,
Let me control fear and obscurity,
Let me feed the horror of time,
To become servants of my life,
Infinite Nature, possess me!
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7. |
No Sense, No Life
05:55
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NO SENSE, NO LIFE
Regius (2000)
Changes to reach immortality.
I became a shapeless creature
Some centuries ago, while I was
Crawling through the underground;
My mind was clear, my presence rear
I must only search
What else left for asking?
Under these blowing skies
I see no splendour,
Red lights, dense fumes,
Venomous ashes.
The vision comes again,
My mind’s reborn.
Now skies are clear,
I hear and see in the full moon
Scene the raven’s flight.
Red lights, dense fumes,
Venomous ashes.
The vision comes again.
So powerful engine
No one can control,
His oppressing is out of my reach
Sometimes unfit to explain
My attitude, my rise and fall
My mind was clear, my presence rear,
I must only search
What else left for asking?
One silent step beyond my thoughts
Is turning me to dementia
An evil hole, a place called obscurity,
The dead zone, welcome to emptiness.
So powerful engines
No one can control,
Are learning to use your brains.
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8. |
sonhar
00:34
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SONHAR
Fernando Pessoa
Durmo. Se sonho, ao despertar não sei
que coisas eu sonhei.
Durmo. Se durmo sem sonhar, desperto
para um espaço aberto
que não conheço, pois que despertei
para o que inda não sei.
Melhor é nem sonhar nem não sonhar
e nunca despertar.
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9. |
Mystic Ways
05:12
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MYSTIC WAYS
Regius (2004)
If you cross the border
You will enter a new dimension,
A sort of lagoon beyond
The limits of nightmares.
I will march into the abyss
Without end falling to his knees.
Ahhh! They torture me scanning deeply
In my brain. Tortured again,
Sorrow still vexes my heart.
Bleeding, the truth hurts,
Climbing all along the sky stairs.
The hunt for some information
Locked in my mind but I’m not
The criminal they think.
Trapped without escape,
I am not a terrorist.
So many wails, so much blood,
I’m looking for the reason.
I am not a terrorist,
So many wails, so much blood,
I am only a victim of justice.
I should know them.
Who did so unforgiven mistake?
And now, actually, it’s my bigger desire,
I know I will find them and they
Will take the high cost of vengeance.
Oh, A monster was created unconsciously,
Oh, A machine tool really
Difficult to stop. Think about,
Can you find the original colour
Painting black on white?
When I crossed the border
I entered a new dimension,
A sort of sea beyond
The limits of my revenge.
I will fall into the abyss
Where there’s no regret.
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10. |
The Offering
07:26
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THE OFFERING
Regius (2003)
From a distant age controlled by
Power and hate where all was hungry
And poorness, that said the legend,
Ears of history, about the fall of the Count.
In the castle, at the mountain’s feet,
There where shadows reign,
Someone in evil met with demons
“At the dawn of Venus I will offer you
The source of the sweetest flower
You ever known.”
And I will wait for your sign,
I want to hear your speech,
I’m waiting for you.
Damned by the cursed,
Betrayed for all this years
Of unknowledge, for not knowing
The real rage of the spirits of stone
And the servants of the valley
Settling only in poisoned words,
So poisoned words.
The plan follows his way, tonight’s
The night to breed the new sorcerer,
That who will develop new teachings.
It’s too late for hearing prayers
Of the undead
And too soon for seeing a brave
Soldier riding the hills,
It’s so close the sound of the owls
That I try to escape to…
Soon a soul will join darkness
Walking with deep steps,
Someone will give you answers,
Let’s see if rattlesnakes are still waiting.
A hard road, I fight with my inner self,
The destination of my memory,
It’s too late for hearing prayers
Of the undead
And too soon for seeing some
Brave soldier riding these hills.
From a colder age controlled by fate
Where all was sick and death,
I told the history.
In the mountain, where
The spirits had His kingdom,
Someone evil met with demons.
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11. |
Despair
06:02
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DESPAIR
Adaptation of the H.P.Lovecraft’s poem from "Fungi of Yuggoth"
Over the midnight moorlands crying,
Through the cypress forests sighing,
In the night-wind madly flying,
Hellish forms with streaming hair;
In the barren branches creaking,
By the stagnant swamp-pools speaking,
Past the shore-cliffs ever shrieking;
Damned daemons of despair.
Once, I think I half remember,
Here the grey skies of November
Quenched my youth’s aspiring ember,
Lived there such a thing as bliss
Skies that now are dark were beaming,
Gold and azure, splendid seeming
Till I learned it all was dreaming…
Deadly drowsiness of Dis.
But the stream of Time, swift flowing,
Brings the torment of half-knowing…
Dimly rushing, blindly going
Past the never-trodden lea;
And the voyager, repining,
Sees the grisly death-fires shining,
Hears the wicked petrel’s whining
As he helpless drifts to sea.
Evil wings in ether beating;
Vultures at the spirit eating;
Things unseen forever fleeting
Black against the leering sky.
Ghastly shades of bygone gladness,
Clawing fiends of future sadness,
Mingle in a cloud of madness
Ever on the soul to lie.
Thus the living, lone and sobbing,
In the throes of anguish throbbing,
With the loathsome Furies robbing
Night and noon of peace and rest.
But beyond the groans and grating
Of abhorrent Life, is waiting
Sweet Oblivion, culminating
All these years of fruitless quest.
As he helpless drifts to sea,
Deadly drowsiness of Dis,
Ever on the soul to lie,
Damned daemons of despair.
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