Marche Funèbre Einderlicht 1. Scarred Eyes mirror the soul Its deep longing for love Its dark shadows of pain Reading life like a book Eyes mirror the soul Its long yearning for life Its dismal trail of tears Reading life like a book Turn the page, all the way back All the pain, the tears, the sorrow Never to be forgotten! Reflections of grief Post-traumatic sorrow Lament in your eyes Cut deep in your heart Where’s the cure for a scarred heart? Where’s salvation for past distress? Will time heal all wounds? Will seasons cease the aching? Oh, tenderness caress A scarred heart Oh, love comfort Past pains Turn that page, and accept the past All the pain, the tears, the sorrow It’s there, never to be forgotten Your pain shouldn’t be forgotten! Built upon the ashes of the darkness past Lessons learned from the book of life Gaze into eternity, with open eyes Spread your phoenix wings, and fly! 2. The Eye of the End Inside this endless tunnel A path of pain and deceit I wander without hope And march towards my doom The eye of the end Draws me near A new hope For a life forlorn Puddles and pools reflecting The demons inside my head I see the flickering teeth Of vile monsters I create Claustrophobia! I wander without hope And march towards my doom Walls crawling around me Like snakes suffocating their prey Focus on a distant light Escape this claustrophobia Back on my feet, eyes wide open A tunnel of black, with in the back A cold white light calling me To the edge of my existence The eye of the end Draws me near A new hope For a life forlorn I wander without hope And march towards my doom 3. When All Is Said In times of innumerable interactions Brought forth by modern age Infinite legions of lonely souls Dwell in empty rooms Unable to attach (o solitude) Incapable to interact (o solitude) Inept to obtain (o solitude) A social blanket (of comfort) A life filled with fake likes Others’ success as sole company Portraying you as a loser Mirroring your social inability Life disconnects All reasons to exist exit Life disconnects All reasons to live vanish When all is said But screams into the void When all is done That you ever thought of Nothing remains Unable to attach (o solitude) Incapable to interact (o solitude) Inept to obtain (o solitude) A social blanket (of comfort) An endless emptiness The cold embrace of oblivion A claustrophobic desolation Stretching its hollow arms Life drained of all will to live Final solace... when all is said Life drained of all will to live Final solace... when all is said and done 4. The Maelstrom Mute Death will come and will wear your Eyes The silent crumbs of my demise Death will come and will wear your eyes With a deadened face a life unties Death will come with your eyes— This death that walks with us From morning till night, This death sleepless and deaf, He’s like an old regret Foolish and weak. Your eyes will be a useless word, A muted cry, a cry in silence. As you see them each morning When you are alone You see them each morning In the mirror staring back. It is a cherished hope, That day we too shall know That you are life And you are nothing. Death will come and will wear your Eyes The silent crumbs of my demise Death will come and will wear your eyes With a deadened face a life unties For every one of us death has a look. Death will come with your eyes. It will be like giving up a frailty, With a dead face re-emerging, in the mirror Listening to closed lips. We all go down into maelstrom mute 5. Deformed All life grows Seed to deceased And in the process Tragedies will occur Tragedies, the ill-fated fragments Defining our tree of life, till death! All life starts With a myriad of chances Every choice kills some Yet is origin of others Chances, translated possibilities Defining our tree of life, till death! Like trees rise to the light Man needs light to grow Like day needs night to be Man needs to revert to grow Like the branch holding life Will it hold and give another chance Or will it break and end existence Only leaving the tree scarred And broken bones down below All life ends... Deformed Unlike a deformed tree, still striving for light Misfortune might end man’s growth A collapse of chances When hurt and grief strangle all hope All life ends... Deformed Deformed – fragmented reality Deformed – culture of denial Deformed – projected pain Deformed – life without hope Life ends with a rope, or a ceased crimson stream Life ends without air, nor heartbeat Life ends without the will to live, devoid of hope All life ends... Deformed 6. Einderlicht Mijn haren, uitgestrekt in de wind Mijn armen, reikend naar het firmament De spanning van de laatste uren De intensiteit van mijn voornemen De kracht lopend door dit lichaam Als het vuur op de dorre hei Als de wind op de woeste zee Een gloed flakkert op (in mij) Een nieuw gevoel wordt geboren Een oeroude kracht ontwaakt Mijn gevoel voor tijd verdwijnt Mijn gestel verliest zijn waarde Mijn laatste passen De finale grens Ik steek nu over Vaarwel vreemde wereld Vaarwel wrede wereld Ik mocht je wel Vaarwel wrede mensen Ik ontneem jullie de macht Die mij beperkte Een oneindige diepgang Een tijdloze dimensie Zullen mijn dood verklaren Hoe zal ik gaan? Hoe zal het zijn? Hoe zal ik lijden? Het besluit genomen Voor een laatste keer Het heft in eigen handen Het mes genomen Voor de laatste keer Het heft in mijn handen Eindeloosheid, hier kom ik Moeder aarde, jou verlaat ik Eeuwigheid, hier ben ik Einderlicht, omarm mij Een laatste keer inademen En dan toesteken Een zucht des doods Mijn laatste adem… verlaat mij Een rivier van bloed Mijn levensvloed… verlaat mij Een laatste keer opkijken En dan doodgaan Een levenloos lichaam Mijn levenskracht… verliet mij Een zielloos corpus Mijn naam…leeft verder?