Love Lies Bleeding The Lady Who Didn't Want to Be (demo) 1. Tristesse de la Lune 2. Her Lamentations (Virtue's Dusk) "Je suis la fille du désespoir, la maladie mortelle, Une messaline vêtue de noir qui inlassablement t'appelle" The horizon starts to bleed, the sky closes its eyes And cries tears of crystal and of ebony... A new age of mourning and warm tragedy Spread like a mist of incandescent ashes in my soul - Once again... A symphony of endurable pleasure ablazes my heart When I hear these whispers from the dark - Her lamentations... The call of the snake embraces me, I feel infamous desires Flesh, fire, fever... Despair of temptation... A purple cyclone, deep in my eyes, becomes my only god, Just because of her lamentations... Suddenly the celestial vault opens a new eye, white as ivory A pale queen dressed with black clouds, midnight! My time has come! The wind sweeps away my fear, the wind brings the sin, The flower of all sweet diseases, A mighty desire surrounds my weak mind, erases my memory I'm no longer what I was, I become a new slave of the fleshy plague When a wave of red darkness mesmerizes my consciousness Black star! Why did you turn your light on me? Now what I want most is her lips Lethal desire! Consume me with ecstasy Orpheus my love! Come and close your wings on me... "Je suis la fille du désespoir, la maladie mortelle, Une messaline vêtue de noir, juste un instant charnel..." The icons scream, the virgin cries, She has lost one of her children just because of her lamentations My existence melts in this night without end... Eros, sad spirit, dies in forgetting, Forsaken by my heart, denied by my feelings Angels die in my Heaven, beheaded by my witch Morbid visions assault me, A wolf's rage invade me - I come! "Je suis la fille du désespoir, la maladie mortelle, Une messaline vêtue de noir, eternité charnelle... Viens avec moi dans ce brouillard, possédé par l'anathème Laisse-toi mourir, il est trop tard... Je t'aime..." The osmose reaches its climax, we have come one Virtue and vice... Vice as virtue... 3. The Lady Who Didn't Want to Be Plus triste que la pierre, la fleur du mal Oh rage! Au vent, poussières du parfum infernal Aime-moi, hais-moi sorcière! Oh, fleur fatale! Que tes épines déchirent ma chair, que brûle leur idéal Like a worm eating a rose, like a black butterfly Who draws the precious liquor, the essence of the real Like a man who never cries, like a woman who never kills, The incarnate melancholy has enthroned all my being She had the darkest smile, but tears in her eyes Delighted in sadness... sad in happiness The egoistic despair she felt, The tragical irony I saw in her soul Enslaved by her fate, she knew her end My veins are chains that rip my heart All joy has gone away Even the snake of suffering is crying Reality has become a chimera Good and evil have no more sense Black and white are no longer opposed, To become one - I am alone, all alone Oh! Funeral ballerina! Your dance macabre is complete Oh! Dark dove! You have taken your majestic flight I am lost in an ocean of bitterness, I am drowning Eaten by the creatures of regrets, I only feel apathy Oh! Mighty apathy... I stand motionless in the moist of my sorrow I remember her cold carcass, when she was not a carrion anymore The scythe has cut the roots of my tortured mind I fall irresistibly toward my destiny Her outstretched hand getting out the abyss grips my flesh and my soul Her palms become blades that brings the shadows The angel cries become tears of blood The demon's laughters become icy moans A raven is born... A star starts to shine... My veins open, a flower wills... I close my eyes and see... 4. Love Lies Bleeding (I: Aporetic Love, II: Grave of Desire) I am the mighty sun When she is the frozen moon Our light will never rejoin Carry me in the night In the kingdom of my bride Where her beauty is so real and so pure But in this dark immensity My heart would be drowned Submerged by the infernal sea of darkness "I cried so many times I feel inadequacy My heart is invited by emptiness My sorrow has never end I am enslaved by myself My prison is my life Save me from determinism... The wall of multitude can't be broken We are nothing but weak unities We are lost..." My only deed was to love Falling in a grave of desire My sentence will be immortality In darkness and sorrow The limpid feeling Can't be felt during poor human life I was the spirit lover, now I become real All ideal are lies Non-senses in order to overcome You can't be free in this miserable world Forget what you know and listen to your soul! Tragical concepts are running into my mind I just wanted tranquility and emptiness Transubstantiation from abstract to concrete... Life's not a dream anymore Here comes the age of chaos, the age of blood Time has come to suffer... Why did you give me your hand? Time has come to suffer... Now we live... we are lost Come to me! Pale light of hope! Your embrace can close these eyes Be the poison that runs into my veins And spread your wings for me Through being, through cold existence Your heat can burn the power Even the last mighty light can't annihilate The raven of life Our love can't be saved... Lies invade everything... I cry as I bleed... A mournful requiem comes with my first breath As I drown in existence... Love lies bleeding Stabbed by a blade called "life" Stabbed by a blade called "lie" My screams are pathetic My tears lost their taste My will becomes useless This is the end... 5. Werther