Our Empty Rooms

Lyrics

Future Plague

Psychic wounds
infected minds
the new plague spreads
just close your eyes

Noise - shadows - infection
flesh - silence - corruption

Three steps ahead
a secret meaning
empires fall
even stars die

Psychic wounds
infected minds
empires fall
even stars die


The Last Dream

An eternal flight of thoughts
unlimited spaces of death and rebirth
reason ran away
I hold my hand out and touch the unconscious

My soul is empty now
what I was is far away
my soul is empty now
enraptured in dark ecstasy

The energy of dreams lights up the dark
sublime mirage, ephemeral spell
the universe embraces my soul

I scream to the wind
and a voiceless echo screams back at me
I kneel down to behold my silence
I've been created from nothing
a reflection of the Faceless One
time stops in infinity
to become an astral vision

I walk in these crowded streets
perpetual motion pushed by chaos
my body moves so slowly
frozen moments lost in this reverie

My soul is empty now
what I was is far away
my soul is empty now
the last dream... was me


Solitude And Fear

A bitter awakening, after the nightmare
innate anguish, instinct of death
Psyche has one thousand faces
and each of them is choked by pain

I fell into the void
created by myself
silent screams from my mouth
eyes dim, like the dark

My weary heart is still running
it carries on a useless fight
the night is cold and so long
I walk with you, I have no fear

I watch a pure and shining dawn
I feel life running up to me
close my eyes, there's still a tear
to remember the last sun

I fell into the void
created by myself
silent screams from my mouth
eyes dim like the dark
I watch a pure and shining dawn
I feel life running up to me
close my eyes, there's still a tear
to remember the last sun


Awakening

When blood flows and the party is over
sounds from the past haunt my sleep
echoes of a new existence
the rejection of life means higher needs

The same sky upon us
pleasure melts with pain
the light has faded
will we die again?
memories hurt
like reopened scars
the ashes of the future
from the womb of the past

That restless night bred
memory and desire
only disillusion's left
everything has been done

Nothing was safe from my iconoclastic rage
the fire of truth set my world ablaze
a strange hell opened up its gates for me
the fruit of knowledge fell from the tree

Sometimes at night
I prayed to fall asleep
an escape from reality
the washing of the sins

Another sky upon us
regret and sorrow grow
another day has gone
is there a space for hope?
no escape from here
from this darkened place
the tolling of a distant bell
reminds us of our fate

Now I am like everybody else
I'm not myself anymore


Stolen By The Wind

Cradled by this sweet melody
we fall in silence like stars
fascinated by an immaculate ground
while for a second we close our eyes

Stolen by the wind
these sounds are waves that carry the heart
into a whirl of feelings
the noise of present is left outside
insolent like an open sore

Equilibrium and symmetry
branches that open like curtains
show a window to the future
through a crack does filter the light

Stolen by the wind
I'm lost between what I am and what I'll be
victim of myself
longing to know if tomorrow
music will take me away from here...
again


Rays Of Mind

Knives are my only friends
wind freezes their long blades
like a thousands eyes the stars are watching me
I'm alone, and sorrow embraces rivers of wine
my dreams, my life
one second - they died
and beauty has turned grey
I can't do anything but prey

One day I saw a child
running through the park and smile
today I see a man
standing in an empty street

Walls of words around my confused mind
grow higher and higher
have I fought for the right cause?
what have I left to people about me?
no time for answers
Nature is calling
I hope She kept a throne for me
I must believe in something

One day I saw a child
watching the sun up high
today I see a man
crying for the last rays of his sky

Useless action
I've reached the end


The Prophet

Broken dreams lost in empty rooms
gold and dust beyond space and time
everything has been lost
maybe we want too much?
roads of weakness and mistakes
led past and present to the same end
nothing has really changed
don't blame us if tomorrow's black...

I have built walls made of words
and lived in my ivory tower
now it's time to rise and burn
I will take you all with me

Show a face that isn't yours
be a victim by your choice
don't change things but scream in silence
never be satisfied
never turn back as you walk alone
keep your dreams in shrines of glass
on the path to self destruction
aim to things that you can't get

Don't search answers
I won't be the prophet you need

Fear of failure walks by my side
I wish I could live but I'm so scared
we cannot protect ourselves
from the mask we wear
roads of weakness and mistakes
led past and present to the same end
nothing will ever change
don't blame us if tomorrow's dead...

Laugh - hurt - commiserate
go beyond - isolate
lie - hide - hesitate
go beyond - isolate


Eden

Synthetic Eden
our garden of delight
all roads lead to temptation here
the day we lost our innocence
it was a new beginning
blood never tasted so good

Follow my steps into the garden
I am the taste of the forbidden fruit
I am the vision of stars above
I am the symphony of hate and love
I am the perfume of dying flowers
I am the voice of days to come
no regret for the angel I was
I am the rot in the heart of the rose

Synthetic Eden
the mask that hides corruption
our perfect smile was impure
infected with decadence
poisoned and magnificent
we came to spread the disease


Astral Coil

We embrace... we unite forever

Cold and bare fields
astral ice swept by wind
thoughts fly among clouds and darkness
to find my lost heart
I'm the new Oedipus,
fate plays with me
but I will follow you
until the sun will cease to breathe

Angel or siren
fairy with velvet eyes
make the universe my reign

Your body sings
tales of beauty and pleasure
our love spreads pure light
your essence is trapped into my eyes
your thoughts are crystal
intense and so fragile
your feelings flow within me
your pleasure flows within me

Goddess or queen
emotion of this winter night
listen, in silence, to my voice


Our Empty Rooms

By this, and this only, we have existed,
which is not to be found in our obituaries
or in memories draped by the beneficent spider
or under seals broken by the lean solicitor
in our empty rooms

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