[Music by Nathuruss, Vidar, lyrics by Vidar]
Raised by the knowledge breaking the walls,
In spirit of darkness, falling
asleep,
As prophets of coincidence, process of birth,
Falling too high, yet rising too deep.
The raging wolves with the jaws of
glass
When questioning the wiser to step back,
By thoughts driven fear we shall rule,
Ours defend, foreign attack!
Samo
reborn, the legions let march!
Wogastisburg of our hearts.
...Wogastisburg of our hearts...
Homewards, Vesna lead my
steps
My lungs to fill with your breath,
On the wings of Phoenix, take me there,
Where solstices and thunder flare
All men as
one, together hail...
Rhyme for the verse, the one eyed old man's curse,
Bleeding promises that failed...
Rebellion of no
clues, the give and the loose,
Last requiem that failed...
We walked the same common path
Where am I supposed to find you
now?
A poem for my lonesome wrath
How am I supposed to fight it now?
Combien faut-il de fois secouer mes grelots
Et baiser
ton front bas, morne caricature?
Pour piquer dans le but, de mystique nature,
Combien, mon carquois, perdre de
javelots?
Nous userons notre ame en de subtils complots,
Et nous dmolirons mainte lourde armature,
Avant de contempler la
grande Crature
Dont l'infernal dsir nous remplit de sanglots!
Il en est qui jamais n'ont connu leur Idole,
Et ces sculpteurs
damns et marqus d'un affront,
Qui vont se martelant la poitrine et le front,
N'ont qu'un espoir, trange et sombre
Capitole!
C'est que la Mort, planant comme un soleil nouveau,
Fera s'panouir les fleurs de leur cerveau!
[Charles
Baudelaire]