SAMAEL - Rebellion
Rebellion
Two alone in a sack of skin
Playing the role of slave master of war
That is my lot
Separated but still united
Bound to emptiness, bound to flesh
That is my hell
Penitent rebel
Riding the ether or groveling in the mud
I know how little is the value of that which has a price
Rebellion!
Instinct is not the path of man
Rebellion!
Renunciation is not the divine way
Two alone in a sack of skin
Playing the role of slave master of war
That is my lot
Separated but still united
Bound to emptiness, bound to flesh
Captured and tortured
I don’t want this, I want to leave
How can one go when one has already arrived?
Flight is an illusion
And even triumph is bitter
When only the battle is counted
I know how little is the value of that which has a price
Rebellion!
Instinct is not the path of man
Rebellion!
Renunciation is not the divine way
Rebellion!
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After The Sepulture
Nothing ever stops
Everything starts again
The end and the beginning
Are eternal lovers
Prisoners of our bodies
From the cot to the grave
Impotent puppets
We aspire to the light
The sun will turn in black
You will see the dark... After the sepulture
Grams of their brother’s cries
Spirit lastly free oneself
Like raise the incense smoke
And the funeral orations
Here time is unreal
Hours and minutes are meaningless
Here eternity has a name
Remorse and penitence
The sun will turn in black
You will see the dark... After the sepulture
Life is just an illusion
Going round and round
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I Love The Dead
I love the dead before they're cold,
Their blueing flesh for me to hold.
Cadaver eyes upon me see nothing.
I love the dead before they rise,
No farewells, no goodbyes.
I never even knew your now-rotting face.
While friends and lovers mourn your silly grave.
I have other uses for you, Darling.
I love the dead,
I love the dead,
I love the dead
I love the dead,
I love the dead,
I love the dead.
I love the dead,
I love the dead,
I love the dead.
I love the dead,
I love the dead,
I love the dead. Yes I do
I love the dead,
I love the dead,
I love the dead.