Moonspell The Butterfly Effect the Butterfly Effect CD >> Lyrics by Fernando Ribeiro. 01. Soulsick 02. Butterfly FX 03. Can't Bee 04. Lustmord 05. Self Abuse 06. I am the Eternal Spectator 07. Soulitary Vice 08. Disappear Here 09. Adaptables 10. Angelizer 11. Tired 12. K 13. O Mal de Cristo 01. soulsick ----------------------------------------------------------- I am only real at places I can not be My right hand rebels and chops off the left (the) hairy ape walks into stage he tries to stay erect the one who never slept in order to be perfected the arrogance of their hands the joy of the regret soulsick- good at things I never did soulsick but skindeep, tense, frantic but relieved soulsick but skindeep, tense, frantic but believed I am only real at places I can not be Dead liquid vigilant Implanted into my sleep The one who never slept The one who stays erect The one who is perfect The one I do reject soulsick but skindeep, tense, frantic but relieved soulsick but skindeep, tense, frantic but believed soulsick- good at things I never did I am only real at places I can not be Soulsick but skindeep I'm not real, just believed in Soulsick but skindeep Not real, just believe it 02. the butterfly fx ----------------------------------------------------------- When I move You move with me I feed off you You feast on me And what I see You can not see That when I move You move with me Where's this small dead hand that creeps me I am biting it to its very bone Collapsing with everything new on me until it gets so very old And what I see You can not see That when I move You move with me There is this third body spinning fast reducing me into a relapse with its criplled flaps slow motion dims sweetly parasited by butterfly wings And what I see You can not see That when I move You move with me All that is old is new again (To be) each other spies we're condemned Everything is everywhere The butterfly effect And what I see You can not see I will have to kill you Before you kill me 03. can't bee ----------------------------------------------------------- Can't bee your lover Can't bee that loveless Can't bee that healing rope , or anything Can't bee without you, the one or the other Can't even bee what you are for me Can't even bee your final solution I hope I was your final pollution Can't bee your motion Can't bee that frozen Can't be those limbs you miss, or everything Can't bee the apocalypse, one or the other Can't live your life for you and for me Can't even bee your final pollution I wish I was the heartbeat of your destruction Can't bee like you Can't bee that hateful Can't bee that cross to bridge, or just that thing Can't bee the insect stroke, the distracted love Don't dare to bee what you are for me Can't even bee your absolution I pace at the rhythm of your consumption 04. l u s t m o r d ----------------------------------------------------------- Whatever haunts me from birth on is leaking white blood again it is sickening my heart while I divide yours in two Lustmord- (I will) never stop to hurt you Lustmord- (I will) never stop to love you I will never stop to hurt you Now that I have you with me So close together in one body I feel so safe but what about you ?, the soft, sweet wound of normalcy is sweating white blood again I am fingering every inch of it grateful for who I am you're my interruption my crossroad of just one way my object without a function but so mine anyway unpredictable- when I kiss it burns irresistible- as a crowd of only one I am so addicted and you are so down You are nailed forever to my sense of lust Lustmord- (I will) never want to stop you Lustmord- (I will) never try to stop you 05. selfabuse ----------------------------------------------------------- On my knees now I'll inflict myself some real love On my knees now I'll choke myself in troubled love On my knees now I'll purge myself of real love On my knees now I swear, I know nothing of that troubled love Have me, have me, have me, never waste (the good) in me. Watch me, watch me,wach me, but never try to be me. I am a man again through self abuse improving myself Through self abuse On my knees now I`ll end myself through real love On my knees now I'll reveal myself in troubled blood. Waste me,waste me,waste me, never try to beat me. I am a man again through self abuse improving myself Through self abuse I am seeing someone Sneaking through my troubled blood… I am feeling someone Starving for my troubled love… Self abuse. Never try to compete with me. 06. i am eternal spectator ----------------------------------------------------------- The eternal stimulator Of things that never come I am the eternal spectator The eternal ruminator Of things better left alone Watching over you Sometimes inside of you The eternal dictator Of your perpetual distraction The eternal collector Of things that were never done The eternal agitator Of a war you never fought The eternal demonstrator Until you prove me wrong Watching over you Sometimes inside of you Watching over you Long-dead inside of you. 07. the solitary vice ----------------------------------------------------------- I will manipulate you Until it becomes a vice I will dispose of you Until it becomes a vice Let me exxagerate you Distort you from inside out love you by different rules fuck you up to your soul I will pretend I love you To know what is like Then come in my own mouth To feel what is like Let me desecrate you Spit you when I'm down Let me banalize you Until you are adored Open your heart Half-devoured All that I want Is your strange kind of power Open your heart Half-devoured All that I need Is your strange kind of power I will insist on you Until you become the Truth I will decay with you Until you become the Ruin Let me celebrate here Now that nothing is left of you Let me celebrate now Here's nothing left of you Open your heart Half-devoured All that I want Is your strange kind of power Open your heart Half-devoured All that I need Is your strange kind of power I will dispose of you.I will manipulate you I will discard of you but I will believe in you 08. disappear here ----------------------------------------------------------- You can disappear- here Without knowing it You can disappear- here Without believing it Leave me alone. Take me with you. Bring me apart. a part from you. Inject your soul With a miligram of false hope Write your last loath song Disappear here. 09. adaptables ----------------------------------------------------------- To live is to collaborate All the spineless people won't capitulate Will walk again Will evacuate And stimulate And they will wait for the Man With that ridicolous fairy hand To work on their lives And to re-adjust their faith All the spineless people Will walk again Will agitate And ejaculate A great act of Sex will be lived here We will call it The Great and Only Shame We will make love to ourselves And tomorrow we will make the same All the Insect actors Want to participate Will perform again Will dissociate And fabricate And they will wait for the Director With that apocalyptic Lizard Head To review their births And invert their pains All the Insect actors (really) want to participate Will perform again Will imitate And simulate An emergency will be staged6 We will call it The Great Accident We will act as someone else The very ones we learnt to hate All of us the ultra-Human Wish to associate will hesitate will adequate and collaborate. A great act of Free Will will be lived here They already call it the Golden Age We will adapt and celebrate But we will perish just the same 10. angelizer ----------------------------------------------------------- The lunar backbone stands straight and alert for a last time The mammal feathers are revamped just for this last night Mouthless children are breastfed with their own words The essence of their souls escaping through their giant bones you will be paralyzed made to be believed broken inside to survive and to watch over me archangel- of no use and no form archangel- suffocating alone multiple wounds reach the heat of an absolute zero the eaten fluids, the flesh of the conventional hero Heavenly levels on a full blast of pleasure but minimum pain Injected wings rip backflesh and go inside again Mouthless children suffocate with their ancient words, their mud-dimensional world lactating from their shrinking bones you will be paralyzed the corrupted seed broken inside to survive I will laugh at all this archangel- with no use and no form archangel- suffocating with blood the eternal spectator stares at this and improvises his holy centralbone always on a rise, always on a rise archangel- of no use and no form archangel- suffocating with words 11. tired ----------------------------------------------------------- Maybe I am the man with those mythic two heads one facing down, the other facing back but I don't know who I am and you still don't know who I am Maybe I am the man with the legendary four hands To finger, to heal, crave and strangulate but I don't know who I am and you still don't know who I am I am exhausted of returning to a place I've never been I am exhausted of returning from a place I've never been Maybe I the man of the universal two words The lie and the lie, the scorn and the scorn You want to know how I am To forgive me for what I am I am exhausted of returning to a place I've never been I am exhausted of returning from a place I've never been I forgot who I am but I am too tired to be it I forgot who I am but I am too tired to live it 13. o mal de cristo ----------------------------------------------------------- No caso do mal de Cristo, o primeiro sintoma T a morte. Calcula-se que cem milh)es de pessoas morreram do mal de Cristo. "Eu sou o caminho". Os efeitos especiais evoluiram muito desde Jesus. Ora Cristo diz que se algum filho da puta te tirar metade da roupa que lhe dOs a outra metade. Muitos tolos infelizes foram esmagados por pilhas de Litas seminus em luta. Os Implacáveis do Perdpo. Npo há dúvida alguma, irmpos e irmps, amor T a resposta. Enfiai a vossa lfngua pela sua garganta abaixo, Provai o que ele esteve a comer e abentoai a sua digestpo Deslizai para os seus intestinos e ajudai-o a trabalhar a comida. DO-lhe o seu amor e terá a sua aurTola-extenspo. Olhos por toda a parte, no seu televisor, no quarto, no banho. Milhares de irmpos meteditos que te cheiram,ouvem, vOem, dia e noite. Milhares de irmpos meteditos que te cheiram,ouvem, vOem, dia e noite. Milhares de irmpos meteditos que te cheiram,ouvem, vOem, dia e noite. Milhares de irmpos meteditos que te cheiram,ouvem, vOem, dia e noite. 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Milhares de irmpos meteditos que te cheiram,ouvem, vOem, dia e noite. Npo há dúvida alguma, irmpos e irmps, amor T a resposta. Npo há dúvida alguma, irmpos e irmps, amor T a resposta. Npo há dúvida alguma, irmpos e irmps, amor T a resposta. Npo há dúvida alguma, irmpos e irmps, amor T a resposta. Npo há dúvida alguma, irmpos e irmps, amor T a resposta. Npo há dúvida alguma, irmpos e irmps, amor T a resposta. Npo há dúvidalguma POSTA. Irmpos & Irmps Amor T @ res William S.Burroughs 1991- deconstruction by Fernando Ribeiro 1999