Darkside Melancholia Of A Dying World 1. Deadly 2. To The Deceased 3. Melancholia 4. Emesis Of The Soul 5. Dying World 6. Shades Of Grief 7. Fragmental Aggression 8. Gedanken 9. Copcrusher 10. Pictures In Grey 11. A Winters Night 12. The Truth Deadly We have chosen this topic because of its actuality. Right extremists are on the rise again all over the world. 50 years after the tragedy of Lidice, a czech village completely burned down by the german Wehrmacht, there is still a lot of people who don't seem to understand. We want to memorize all victims of fascist regimes (communism in it's living form was also fascism !), especially the people of Lidice. Millions of dead accuse rightist policy. All of you who still don't understand - FUCK YOU! Knights of terror and insanity Ruling peoples destiny Forced by crippeled history Don't let it come back again Fear me - your death Alive - you see My killing - you Is here Men is here - to death Women i see - in pain Children - be killed By fascist slaves The killing begins No reason for it Revenge for a fucking Massmurderslave Lidice - burned down Racist rage - began Solution - to start Dictator's insane Dealing with pain each day, surrender to their suffering A brutal sttement of power against a mankind insane the pain Sad youth - alone Growing up - right now No idols - for them Reflecting on it Searching for - a meaning In life - so bad Lies they hear - about The fascist regime To The Deceased ...a prayer for the dying... Dark mirrors curse The ivory grief Brown pearls fade Shadows on pale walls Decay glides through the rotten room Angels blue eyes Open up and fade To black Blue is the colour of the evening The hour of our dying Azraels shadow in silence Darkening a brown garden Evening walking Dark villages of childhood Water filled with Poisoned sighs of mourning Melancholia ...open your ears, close your eyes, tell me what you see... when the dead paint with white hands a laughing silence on the wall the sleeper whispers still unfold nymphic hands mother silent sings goodnight peacefully the child smiles with so true eyes in the brothel laughter dwells poison - running through my veins my fever glowing eyes death's hand reaching out for me senseless cries heartbeats - like distant thunder feelings darker than black at fallow light in cellars sighs life denied Emesis Of The Soul ...just a song about drug experience, nothing trendy, just a fucked-up soul... Breath of feverish poison Leads my mind in spheres Feeling myself clinched, locked A bloody sabbath of my life Bloodstained blossoms My heart belches seas of flames Its lips knowing all the arts Angry swell to my heart Flowers full of pestilence Offer their chalice to my lips Venomous fountain of pain Shades of black halls Deformed by blood and wounds Sweet body torn to pieces by dogs Moundmoulding heartbreaking Steps - in madness through black halls Eyes - broken in mysterious mounds Silence - decaying crosses on the hill Sweet - incense of purple nightwings Smooth - bells hallow through my chest Eyelids - sink from the incense of seed Flame - so purple mutes my mouth How - endless dark is the night Pink mirror, a nasty gaze Seen in a dark side Blood wept out of broken eyes Over shades of madness I ride Cries - from sepulchral sleep Winds - black howling through the streets Waking - from black hours of madness Here - are the paths of death Dying World there is black silent marching in the wood seems to be sheer minutes of destruction why do you stand still decay house of your father why do raise up led blackness to your lips you watch a hunter gut his trophy in the wood his hands damp of blood and sweat in the mist you the shivering animal you the slaughtering priest your lids drunken with incense see the stars saturn red from dephts voices of the leper dwell in blood shades of deer lament above him pain cries from the vault weep blossom in blood torture kill the beast leave shadows of grief ther's black, silent marching in the forest mute destruction in silent graves dwell red, longgone evening through a wall of stone your laughter in the dark see the stars saturn red red Shades Of Grief ... a song about a relationship that never really had a chance.... if we die, it's gods will we can't do nothing about destiny nothing left but rising light wakes us up with a kiss when the dogs of war haunt our emotions on sunday midnights'bell is our stalingrad on the bay, scatterd souls apart ask me about eternal feelings a sinful masquerade furious slaughter in our souls, I'll seal it with death Someday, somehow I'll satisfy your needs Try to stop it How could Iask for more, if I had a choice We live together, we influence each other and react But always and under all circumstances we are lonesome Each point we reach is a point of no return Like martyrs walk hand in hand into the arena All of them will die Lovers in embrace to join their own exstacy in proper Transcendance I've tried so hard not to care But you are still there Morning I can't await Is this true, is this me or you Lovers like wolves will howl When love is on ist prowl Soon it will be to late Love is nothing but a ship of shadows Fragmental Aggression ...we tried to express this without words... [instrumental] Gedanken ...Hure, die in eisigen Schauern ein totes Kindlein gebart, rasend peitscht Gottes Zorn die Stirn des Besessenen.... Georg Trakl (1887 - 1914) Rise The madness of a big city where in the evening near Walls stare crippeled trees Ghost of the bad Wearing a silver mask with magnetic scourge Thrust aside my death in stary night Twillight comes again But silenbtly in a dark cave Ceased mankind would bleed Awful laughter of gold Head from heart Whore who brings forth a dead child The gods build rage in icy rain Raging lashing the brows Before the end comes Plague purple on the possessed Green eyes the hunger breaking Sunken in sober sin Ringing of the passing bell Your laughter in the dark Snow rins through the shirt frozen cold Blood rins from the eyes Purple over the black face Flute of light Mournful and weird I stand Hallowing a sleeping child Bloodstained revenge Now strike me pain The wound glows This pain I cannot stand As from the cut dwells a star to the night Strike me death I`m done Copcrusher ....a personal statement of our singer on this topic.... read - your law - deceit - not reckoning your host see - my fate - no rights - a call to accounts make a mistake - my fault - no statement of claim ruled - to obey - my duty - but I'll get my quits with you crush - your illegal seizure of my personal things erase - infringements instead of legal judicature rage against an illegal justice with rightist tendencies I demand - an unequivocal administration of public law Blind your eyes - open me - deforming all perspectives Hail - you gos - fuck you you assholes Your court - your jail - the elegy of a forgotten sin Destroy - concealed - clandestined - information on all in your head Pictures In Grey ...an auditive journey on the ocean... Lonesome under stars tent Walks through the silent hour Boy wakes out of weird dreams His face decaying it seems Crazed woman weeps open hair In the window staring barred On the pond, on sweet drive Lovers journeying wonderful Dark is the sound of springs rain in the night Drops of my blood falling unto golden plates In myrial coffins, a laughter whorish and wise Lust of heart, songs of madness and night Killer smiling bleach in the wine The sick caught by moral fear Nuns pray naked and wound Before gods pain on the cross A Winters Night ...black frost, midnight, dawning of a new day... Snow has fallen in deep After midnight you leave Drunken of purple wine Dark sounding district of men Tears of pain Crash my face Trapped to die in this hell Death release me Lust of death Hallowed before A red wolf killing an angel On holy ground A white starbanner burns Red flames of their fires Your eyes follow the steps Of fiery angels on ice The Truth ...just hate, immense hate, neverending hate... [instrumental]