El Niño (1998)

NO DIRECTION HOME
We are the age, no restriction shall stop the brave
We’ve got the rage of who’s trapped in a fancy cage
The rage of the useless scorn of the unaware new born

We’ve got the flame and the fear of the dark’s been lost
We’ve got the blame and the cure in our thirsty veins
We pine the deadly blow from a world that changed too fast
grown too slow…

One of the Heaven’s bringer of despair, stop us if you can
with thunder rising from thin air,
show the power, show the might, show the light

We’ve got the greed of locust that flies, kills and breeds
We’ve got the speed, but we drive over boundless fields
We rush against a wall, lost in this world too vast
grown too small…

One of the Heaven’s bringer of balance, won’t we eat each other
or won’t we have another chance?
Show the limit, show the gate, show the way

For I’ve been drifting, no direction home, no direction
not at all, for I’ve been roaming, roaring
just to conceal a weep

We were born to be the least, just the meat for worms to feast
so rise up, rise up on lost horizons
We were born to be the least, weak & wicked, weak the most

We were born to be the last, so rise the highest  fall the best

HERETIC BEHOLDER
Embodying shadows, I come in your lake
Barring my dead shows, I crawl on this rendered earth
Young crystal symbol, hung on the wall
Parasite idol, virtual upstanding forge

Recall flaring light
Recall humble lurk
Recall pale mouth
Recall endless run

Acting with my lethargic impulse
Heretic beholder
Answered by barren fake reaction

Forbidden chapter, words I deny
Faithless observer, open my lonely side

Recall flaring light
Recall humble lurk
Recall pale mouth
Recall endless run

Acting with my lethargic impulse
Heretic beholder
Answered by barren fake reaction

SCAR
Passion days I cross, growing pains… I fall
Masked faces, lonely shades… I’m guilty
Haunting call I hear, traces of my fear
Someone tries to conspire for a game

Buried old scars deny my rendered circle
Overflow, lay and wait Violator!

Carnal fold I flare, fatal sickness
I can’t walk around my happiness
Praying for someone, man without a mind
Let me know how many shelters you hide

Buried old scars deny my rendered circle
Overflow, fertilizing fields of sadness
Buried old master of a clay doll theater
Overflow, lay and wait VIOLATOR!

BLEED MASK BLEED
The mask is keeping aside, the mask is noticed sometimes
Caught at the first glance cancelled by mind at once
The mask allowed him to grow, the mask allows him to show around
With no sound, with no mask he’d be underground
The mask is helpful hiding the sad truth,
Covering the scary face of a man too weary
The mask was pitiful, now the mask’s a beautiful smile, pictured and lying
Keeping the world from crying

Bleed from the sky, red as the sunset’s blazing eye
Bleed like rain, bleed far away

Man’s flesh was so weak, man’s brain was so thick
It flew off in one blow, spreading wide like red snow
The mask was better, the mask will go to Heaven
Torn by the rifle, unaware of what it died for

Bleed from the sky, red as the sunset daze the eye
Bleed like you did, Bleed far from here

Caught by the flood, floating on dark waters
Mirroring forever, find yourself away
Better for all, seeing not each other
Seeing what we look like when the mask is off

Go mask and stop only where
A man is known and he’s cared, not for the mask that he wears

Bleed from the sky, red as the sunset’s blazing eye
Bleed like rain, bleed far away
Bleed on the fields, red as the autumn paints the hills
Bleed like you deed, bleed mask bleed

THE LAST DAYS OF THE YEAR
Sweep off the streamers and lay down the covers
The story’s over
Love conquers all happy endings
The wicked is tamed, he’s got the chance for an afterthought
For changing and weeping, repenting and creeping
Tales always finish too early to tell that he’s had enough
Going for lonely ways, waiting for better days
Waiting for spring, for the doorbell to ring
So far apart and still here
Turning the page on these lonely last days of the year

Spirits of air ghostly friends
Please take my hand, I’m so far from my land
Cure all my wounds, lick my tears, chilling my face,
I’m so far from my place
Never again smiling backwards to past lives, never again
shedding tears
Never again on the waves of the turning tide
Never again on these last days of the year

Going for lonely ways, waiting for better days
Waiting the dike, you don’t know what it is like
So far apart and still there, now in the last days of the year

Going for lonely ways, waiting for better days
Waiting the dike, you don’t know what it is like
So far apart and still here, so far away but still near
Walk alone, breed of Cain, thinking all night and days
One far away, knowledge goes with the pain
To make a light you must burn
But times are about to turn

Within my prison I’ll stand
Within the hope of my exile’s end
When every sin will be forgiven
And dreams closer and clearer will gleam

Out of this deadly deep frost
Without the memory of what is lost
Without the tears with eyes unshut
I will build stronger and straighter high
walls…That’s all

FROM DUSK TILL DAWN
Cruel rays of light tear the dark inside
The new day on the town invades my mind
A crowd creeps in silence, taking hold of the roads
Where I was king ’til few hours before
It breathes the pollution and pisses gray
What they call life’s death compared to what Night can give us
With all Her thieves and whores
… Night can give us and always does
We are all Kings, all Queens, not slaves

From dusk till dawn
Living to shine now
Living to shine
From dusk till dawn
We shine till dawn

Now Venus is rising to the west of Void
The old day on the town is fading out
A huge power swells inside of me
as the mob of lost souls thins and turns to the cells
I watch the crowd there and feel mercy
All your dreams are nothing compared to what Night will give us
With all Her sins and love
… Night will give us a crown of thorns
We are all Kings, all Queens, not slaves

From dusk till dawn
Living to shine now
Living to shine
From dusk till dawn
We shine till dawn

TO BE OR NOT TO BE (GOD)
Escape from reality is a good medicine for my mind
There’s nothing to think about in the Garden of Eden I feel fine
It takes all my energy to be able to succeed
I lie, still and kill, then I’ll be ready to be the King

Maybe it is too easy, but I  don’t need anybody to save me
Maybe I’m busy, but everyone obeys me
To be or not to be

It’s now the time to make my choice:
To be or not to be God

I wonder if I’ll ever answer the question about my life
When I’m not even close to really seeing what we hide inside

Maybe it is too easy, but I  don’t need anybody to save me
Maybe I’m busy, but everyone obeys me
To be or not to be

It’s now the time to make my choice:
To be or not to be God

EL NIÑO
A furrowed face destroyed by grief
Realize this is a useless man
When you feel it is not right to insist
On the things you’d carry out without a chance
Don’t lose heart El Niño is coming in….comes in

To relieve the most shooting pains
When you wish God existed and heard the
prayer you may soon be dead
Don’t give up El Niño is coming in

Living in all men’s thoughts and failings

For you there’s no prize to win
And you keep on running to the appointed place
A hurdle race in which you’re first but all
your rivals still breathe down
your neck
Don’t give up El Niño is coming in

Living in all men’s thoughts and failings