Agathodaimon - Near Dark
Original Version Rerelease Version 1. Banner of blasphemy 5:36 1. Banner of blasphemy 5:36 2. Near dark 15:22 2. Near dark 15:22 3. Noaptea nefiintei 3:49 3. Noaptea nefiintei 3:49 4. Outro 2:06 4. Outro 2:06 total time 26:53 total time 26:53
1. Banner of Blasphemy Trei cruci de lemn, trei cruci enorme de lemn Vopsite cu trei culori, pazesc pe marginea soselei Fintina celor... crediciosi! Trei cruci pe marginea soselei cu gesturi largi de miini bolnave Opresc din drum pe calatori si parca-s trei spinzuratori De care atirna trei crisosi... Intr-o zi impinsi de-acelasi funerar indemn Ca dou-armate puse una-n fata alteia Cumintii se-ntilnira cu nebunii Copiii mortilor de miine se-ntilnira cu parintii... "Si-armatele-ncepura lupta la umbra crucilor de lemn Deoparte flutura stindardul credintei... alb... curat..." ...ca albul cel curat, al florilor de nufar Iar tricolorul nebuniei, inchis cu grija-n cite-in cufar De craniu omenesc... Sta gata sa se desfasoare la cea dintii ingenuncheare A albului domnesc... Insa-n ziu-aceea cerul innegrit de fum parea Un tavan de catedrala ce se naruia "Iar fumul din clopotnitele-aprinse deschidea-n albastrul:" Drumul altui fum, mai greu, mai negru si-albastrul se-nnegrea... Si-n ziu-aceea cerul innegrit de fum parea Un tavan de catedrala ce se naruia Si multimea-nspaimintata, spre clopotnitele-aprinse Se-ndrumeaza grupuri, grupuri, cei cuminti privesc plingind Pling ca resturile unei armate-nvinse, iar nebunul sta deoparte Si zimbeste ... fredonind: BLASFEMIE !!! "Iar tricolorul nebuniei adapostea pe-nvingatori!!!" English translate: Banner Of Blasphemy Three wooden crosses Three huge crosses of wood Painted with three colors On the margin of the road Guarding the fountain of the believers Three crosses On the margin of the road With gestures made by morbid hands They hinder wanderers whilst passing Like three gallows on holy lands Where three christians are hanging... Inclined by a funeral stir On a fatal sky, so blur Like two armies enticed to war The mad have fallen upon the brave The children of 'morrows dead Their parents had met In the shade of the wooden crosses The armies began their battle Aside... the banner of creedance flattered White and clean Like the cleanest white men have seen And the blasphemic flag of madness Safely embedded in each human skull Was ready to unfold at the first Subjugation of the royal white On the same day, blackened by fumes The heavens seem to be the ceiling Of a collapsing cathedral, bleeding And the fumes of the burning steeples Opened in the celestial blue The way of another fume Blacker, heavier, and the blue Has become black, too So the horrified people Hasten to the burning steeples The brave behold whilst crying Like the remnants of a defeated army And the madmen stay aside Grinning and humming: Blasphemy And the tricolor of madness was sheltering The conquerors! 2. Near Dark Near Dark (...Und Der Tod Wird Vor Neid Erblassen) [Part One] This is a world blessed by the victims Of carnal tragedy The humans ritual of love and adoration Dense-woven history Sentiments decide existance, the artwork that I've bled Bizarre she defined her presence With the lament of the undead When her eyes have bathed in danger And the moon had new design In the cradle of our desire all the blood has turned to wine But the love no longer remained than just a stir to survive In this labyrinth of perfidity for my mistress to recover I'll forever strive... [Part Two] Dem Sterbenden - die Hoffnung Dem Propheten - Der Fluch Der Liebe - die Dichtung, die dem Sterben entsprung... The night is crystal clear - words are sent from pictures Sounds that I can't hear - as weakness wins my body Selling cheap my soul - and its bleeding heart Eclipsing the whole - planet, history and light... [Part Three] Sometimes, when the sun hides in the back of the earth When the hungry souls, to whom pain gave birth Embalm their coldness with the blood's warmth... then I can clearly hear the calling of a lonely and distant star In the shade of the abhorrent Yet in the still of the nights - In the still of the moment When the moment dies There she gently approaches With the new meaning of life... In a haze of hazard, in the withering chill Baleful's the passion, when hearts stand still A flood of sentiments entwined Rattle thru my falling soul I slumber against the spirit of time Like a stranger in a foreign world! In a park, along the alleys, stained with blood and tears In the hour, when dusk disperses Its colors on the white statues Then I'll wander as a phantom of the posthumous regrets And my fiery lips I'll freeze With the kiss of these unrivalled statues "Si-n asta noapte sfirsese printr-un sarut Poeme - agonizate de-un infinit si-un inceput" [Part Four] "The all-engulfing dawn of habitude shows his claws again- Do you still remember our oath? - Til light do us part!?" Come forth, Feline Mere moment of melancholy Drink deep of my desire The quenchless fire That unites our tameless embers... Come forth, Feline Tortured by our final duet Let thy pale fingers slide on the petals of the flowers That thee stained with mortal, coagulated blood... On the walls, midnight closes even the stoical eyes Of the unsleeping portraits And the white-eye of a lonely candle falls asleep Into its own startling solitude... [Part Five] Silent heart desires The balm that drives away the human waste Oh come, infidel duchess Shrouds of frost fall furiously down... of thee I taste again Deciphering eternity of its ruined scripts Of the tenebrious river I pleasantly sip Upon lifeless leaves autumn has banished Arises my lovelorn aura's odyssey "Un ornic cu rostiri funebre, suna amiaza-ndirjit Iar ceru-mprastia tenebre, peste parcul amortit" ...Returned into that park as a whole Under the questioning eyes of stars and heavens Dreaming away on the lost love I've recovered Death suddenly rises Annoyed that he couldn't save me He turns pale from envy The seasons vanish and so does this story As the same poets hand raises the pen He pictured this spectacle with... The actors fade on the dreary alleys of that elder park Only two nightshades remaining - Celebrating the sunset of ages while their sullen laughter Lustfully haunts the mortal seeds of ruin... Nights were crystal clear - words were sent from pictures The colors have seared - these pages, whereas The darkest hour revealed - the mysterious hand Which dutifully sealed This episode's arcane End. 3. Noaptea neființei Ach, Nacht, wie lieb du mir warest Wenn die Sterne du ausloschen wurdest Ihre Strahlen murmeln unbekannte Gesange... Und ich wunsche mir alles Dustere und Stumme alles Entblo?te und Verschwommene All das Finstere liebend - Meine Aura verangstigte Als ein blinder Gedanke knabberte An Raum und Zeit Oh Seele, wanderndes Gebein, meinen Frieden du erbittest Ich lege mich nieder, erfrischendes Dunkel Von schweren Todestraumen durchdrungen Und wickle mich in deinen Schleier Mit meinen Gedanken trotze ich allem, was Sie Gott nennen Ach, du Morder der Kunst, du falsche Lebensweisheit Aus meinem atheistischen Glauben Wirst Du gewi? sie nimmer rauben Die entweihte Krone meiner wahren Unsterblichkeit Ach Nacht, wie lieb du mir warest Wenn die Sterne du ausloschen wurdest Der Tumult der Existenz... Fragwurdig, ungewohnlich edel Dein Schatten murmelt unbekannte Gesange Endlich, Nacht... steck deine schwarze Flagge In meinen stummen Schadel In deinem teuflischen Blick - ein dusteres Paradies Von tiefer, eingeschlafener Dunkelheit Oh gottliche Vorstellung, die ich oft pries Verstummter Jammer eines sanften Lachelns Meine Seele geht verloren Im nostalgischen Inferno Visionen des Todes - meiner Selbstverschwendung Die Nacht wacht uber die Ikone der Geburt im Chaos Ich wu?te nichts von ihrer Existenz Nichts, bis sie mich anlachelte Ach Nacht, wie lieb du mir warest Mit deinem milden Weinen Wenn Sterne die bittere Vergiftung ausloschen wurden Welche dieses abstrakte Leben in mich hineinpumpt Wie der erste Schmerz. Jedoch trist und still Ist der Leichnam Der sich aus meinem Inneren davonschleicht Hinein In die Nacht des Unwesens 4. Outro Lyrics in plain text format