Scum (FIN) Purple Dreams & Magic Poems 1. Dance of the White Demons 2. Circus of the Freaks Music : J.Riikonen & SCUM Lyrics : P.T Askola . . . and you fall . . . " Ladies and Gentlemen . . . welcome to the bubble zubble strange world . . . freak is out tonight , you can laugh, you can cry, you can die tonight . . . hocus pocus, welcome to the circus of the freaks . . . Sky is getting darker when jugglers masturbate on the air Wizard casts dead whores blind men torture themselves Six naked dwarves appear from nowhere They drink holy wine as they vomit nectar of life . . . Searfaced man, so ugly drinks blood from the virgin's cunt Fat ladies are stripping demon priest plays with fire In panic people are running and trying to hide This is the beginning and there is no escape from here " I think that I am the God of Purple Dreams . . . . I am the way, truth , and life and you . . . you are my lambs, you are my slaves so burn . . . so burn in eternal fire . . . " And people burn in the flames of agony and their infernal lusts appear from mirrors of time . . . and dark angels rise from abyss as they take our minds and finally the great wizard making love with gods . . . Burning, burning . . . turning, turning burning, burning . . . so burn . . . burn . . . " Oh my little freaks why are you hiding from here . . . there is blood on my hands there is nothing more . . . " " I have purple dreams like my children in heat I have eyes of gods like my dwarves in dark I have power of angels so white, so clean, so mighty I have purple dreams just like my little freaks . . . " . . . awake . . . 3. Narcotic Dreams Music : J. Riikonen & SCUM Lyrics : P.T Askola All those green freaks inside her body Try to write poems to her bones With knives they torment her feelings She cries for help but she is just dreaming " Whip, and chain that's our game Pleasure of pain make her insane " In nightmare she's rolling without helping hands Just like hot oil she's boiling deep inside her dreams In pain she scratches impure skin and tries to forget this moment She falls into abyss in her hallucinations And finds herself in white defecation . . . white shit . . . In white shit you whip me and masturbate me I tear you you bleed, bleed and masturbate me you bleed for me . . . In nightmare she's rolling without helping hands Just like hot oil she's boiling deep inside her dreams " There is no sky there is no space Only bones and flesh the flesh . . . what we hate " You crawl, you crawl in nightmare and look for escape But, there is no way out no way out from your narcotic dreams 4. In the Crest of the Northern Wave … Spirit of the winter take my holy blood angels of the show accept my saycrifice Sacrifice of my destiny sacrifice of my holy blood blood sacrifice of my time sacrifice of my holy dream Thanks to gods of the northern side for another space, for another time My time is just a dream inside of earth my blood, my soul somewhere in space I wait for message from my empty dreams in the crest of the northern wave oh gods, oh angels, oh spirit of my time tell me where is my space… wake me!!! My time is just a dream Like sky full of stars in unused time in unused space Now I am standing, now I am waiting in the crest of the northern wave in the crest of my dream I wait for the answer I wait for the message message from nowhere message from far away Poem: And storm is like black albatross like dark curse like evil dream And my mind like northern waves and my soul somewhere in space Butterfly of the northern sun hovers in the purple sky wings like a velvet curtain stitched with golden threads It carries my time It dominates my space dreaming my dreams dreaming my time But still I am standing still I am waiting in the crest of the northern wave in the crest of my dream I wait for the answer I wait for the message message from nowhere message from far away… 5. Flames of the Silver Sea You are the lord of the silver sperm you are the choice of old and great gods who create your life… your life ? … your life and me… Gods who create the flames of silver sea I am in heaven, I am in hell Wherever I am, I remember your name the sea is open to me I am in ecstasy like an orgasm it crushes me you never know what I feel I see inside your eyes the flames that burn your soul you are the victim of love the love that never opens your mind Silver sea somewhere somewhere in the morning twilight waiting for the burning fire waiting for the flames of my ecstasy “I stretch out my hands to thee my soul thirsts for thee like a parched land… teach me the way I should go for to thee I lift up my soul (Psalm 143.6.8) I see inside your eyes the flames that burn your soul you are the victim of love the love that never opens your mind Silver sea somewhere somewhere in the morning twilight waiting for the burning fire waiting for the flames of my ecstasy 6. White Dragon … and the white dragon blows icy snow in the middle of the northern land she doesn’t care what we need and what we need is love and hope And I was born without wings and I saw dark sky so cold in the land of thousand lakes in the land of winter dreams In the winter dreams in blood and ice And our fathers build this land they fight with fear they fight with soul and sacrifice Ancient sacrifice They build our future with spirit of ice and snow with spirit of fear and soul with spirit of sacrifice Oh my winter dreams oh my dark dreams oh my winter dreams “Oh gods of winter bring flowers, fire and purple to my grave when my time has come when death calls my name …death calls my name…” I remember tales of crusades to the north I remember built churches I remember ‘holy’ priests who told only lies… I remember dark sky full of fear I remember tortures and tears I remember fire and flames I remember slavery of the north I remember mighty Lalli when he killed Henrik the Bishop with an axe and the rest of this tale is only Christian lies I remember burning churches I remember feelings of freedom I remember promises which were only lies… … and shaman cries in my dreams, in my sky my northern children will rise, oh rise And dark sky brings cold snow in the middle of northern land in the middle of thousand lakes in the middle of thousand nights in the middle of thousand stars of the northern sky to the end of time of the northern sky to the end of life… 7. Conception I watch the sunrise of the thousand years I can see the shadows of females I feel the heat of burning fire It’s time to travel to madness time to find answers to questions new material is moving by drowning the old and golden years “My earth, please don’t leave me my nature, born again Can you see how light is burning ? Can you feel how time is turning ? stone walls never surround us again we can see how birds fly free This is our new conception this is our birth now we can breathe the fresh air no more empty dreams All the leaders of a sick world all the leaders of greed falling into eternal madness falling into empty dreams All the leaders of sadness all the leaders of sickness falling into eternal madness falling into empty dreams… 8. Oriental Fantasy Warm blood flows free when the north meets the east holy battle without Christians without educated priests Crushed bones everywhere smell of blood fills the air northern men against the east death means nothing nothing is real Fight is over in the night no one left to stand behind the life morning comes with rising sun with sunrise of doom Black birds fly in the air claws of jackals tear pieces of the dead somewhere in the east sound the holy words of the peace… … and mind, spirit of the secret time… … time … Somewhere far away in the snow-white northern side old woman waits for her man tears flow to her wrinkled hand “Oh, gods of the north: take my hands take my tears take pain of my soul take pain of my soul” Black birds fly in the air green snake eats its tail morning comes with cold cold sun in the snow-white northern side Wind is blowing, jackals crawling carrying the tales of bones bring it to me, bring the bones bring the peace of the new world… 9. Valley of Dark Dreams Strange life forms like everlasting species of spirit of the spring do not try to understand them just wonder why they are here Oh, lord of wind oh, golden spring melt the eternal ice from the golden valley of my dark dreams Oh, lord of wind oh, golden spring wake up and rise from the golden valley of dark dreams Blood still bleeds, but no one is alive crushed heads, bloody swords and spear made of gold and leather of the snakes owned by the immortal one called hate Oh, lord of wind oh, golden spring melt the eternal ice from the golden valley of my dark dreams Oh, lord of wind oh, golden spring wake up and rise from the golden valley of my dark dreams… My weird words to mighty Gaia: Te possum interregere sentis meum animum veterem mihi possum annare in tennebris universalis mihi permittis amare meam iram causa ipsa me deserabis cum relinquam” … and now it’s time to get rid of the mankind and let the spring come the spring for Gaia peace for us Oh, gods of winter oh, dark lords oh, black albatross hear my cry oh, weird freaks oh, green snakes hear my cry set me free Oh, lord of wind oh, golden spring wake up and rise from the golden valley of my dark dreams Oh, lord of wind oh, golden spring I fly, I fly beyond the golden valley of my dark dreams “Oh, mighty Gaia hear my cry you are the one inside the golden valley of dark dreams… … oh, mighty Gaia hear my cry you are the one you are the one…”