02. Gothic Rendez-Vous
As I drown in deep nights
and the killing moon cuddles me
And I feel so alone
yet the crowds surround me
So blaspheme and obscure,
this cannibal eagerness
As we crawl in the dark
Ah… Rendez-vous Gothic…Rendez-vous
As I’m drawn to the blood
and the grim nights entice me
And I bring end to all
Dead to meet you tragedy
Oh nobly born
Whosoever may have been thy tutelary deity
Tranquilly meditate upon him as upon
The reflection of the moon in water
Apparent yet not existent like a magically produced illusion
Ave Martyria I see the innocence
hidden in your grimsome lips
Ave Martyria unleash the grieving fiends
Embers of the casualties
Ave Martyria I love the stench of fear
Breathing out anxiety
Ave Martyria I pour scorn on thee
Feast upon reality
My body is nothing but a shell... Earthly prison
Free me from this living hell... Illusion and suffering
Lifetime is nothing but a scale... Limiting our conscience
Free me I´m a slave of flesh... Detach your Self