Arcana Coelestia Le Mirage de L'Idéal 1. Duskfall Lights gone, sun bleeds the night where quiet shores soothe the raging tide Ethereal awaits the everlasting dome where darkened skies once slept forlorn Sunset, autumn wilted scent thy nectar’s hidden, a venomous spell of dead rhymes… Neglected scripture sense concealed beneath the lightless side of Dryad’s eyes… From silvery falls to gilded soil every pathways ends, every whispers ignite desires lost As a wind never blown… Mormouring hills at moonrise spread fields of white shadows Carved in black stones… “Starless landscapes in fugue toward old seas of inner cosmos unnamed Behind the curtains of morning fog lies the sun, painter of blindness An exiled soul in perpetual wandering…” Horizon silken veil starving perceptions (it) enshrouds As I lay down defenses. Dominion of tainted hopes An elusive mourn arose from the depths of seclusion… So I run away from a Reason of mystified appearances Of glorified thrones, in misguided dreams adorned How long silence will lead us to the red blood dawning? How many seasons yet to breathe Before I may leave this burden of mine? … I will follow tears to riverside… Ego’s eruption streams forth as wept in pain Through daylight my hands finally reach the fire That burns with strength in eclipse… Oblivion of emotions reborn at least in death… 2. Requiem (For The Fathomless Void Of Redemption) A trace of human’s life Embraced by nature’s lust Redeems its failure As a picture of mankind hiding shades from the past Reveals its splendor When the blind leads the blinds every word is a fence Like serpent tongue’s forgotten eloquence Step after step it grows the fever Alongside the path paved with gold Where once our wandering was led by blood Unconsciousness, be my witness a treason, our guilty perseverance A sinful moan, our inheritance an elegy for us to rest On fragile wings now torn asunder Torment, renew my illness a dagger, our forthcoming penitence A vivid scar, our last dance a remedy for us to mend These wings we’ve betrayed “On shadowed side of existence we crawl sculpting our shame as an image of god, But in faith lurks the ageless sin C’est l’Ennui! Mother of all illusions, mother of our grief C’est l’Ennui! Unending fall…” On bended knees and harmless the struggle ends The fathomless void of redemption disappears Withered on the slopes of indifference… An unclouded scenario of lies – like the most precious jewel it shines As far as I can see only painted smiles – like comedians under the spotlight How come closer, oh brothers of mine – join the theater of fools, our own kind… 3. Le Mirage De L'idéal 4. Tragedy & Delirium I - The Tragedy [Le Poete Voyageur:] Fear overwhelms my dreams As the flood rises its fury Now the tide is turning over me… [[La Fee Vert:]] Your eyes will see the higher miracle Throughout me A place that no mortals nor gods Could ever reach [Le Poete Voyageur:] Is it real or just an echoing presence? [La Fee Vert:] I will guide you through this haze [Le Poete Voyageur:] Bedazzling me from nowhere [La Fee Vert:] I'll be one with the light [Le Poete Voyageur:] Staring at this empty glass [La Fee Vert:] My dear… [Le Poete Voyageur:] I'll be one with the dawn… [Le Poete Voyageur:] Oh Queen of the damned Stand by my side, enlight the dying candle With your peaceful glance so bright Take my hand And in the warmth of your embrace I'll be no longer tragedy's slave Oh Queen of the blessed Be forever mine, enshrine your smiling malice As a jewel lost in time Take my life again and again Mould me from your pale skin Mould me from ruins Abandoned, a silent decay Triumph of delirium just an instant, so sublime… 5. Tragedy & Delirium II - The Delirium … And the dream ends in a glimpse of an eye Cold is the tear that leads to the awakening Fragments of vanishing realities keep me alive Like long-lost memories, the past they’ll revive… 6. ...thus Fade In Nocturnal Deluge Am I here to learn about the suffering Or I suffer to keep on breathing? Should I really have to put my trust in fate In order to see my freedom caged? Are you here to see this poor child growing Or you’ll be the flower on his grave? Should I really have to let your hands free to heal me The same hands that made me bleed? Maybe you’ll never know or maybe I’ll never hear you say: “I forgive you my son” As a tear for my last words Soon I’ll be memory for you to shed My deliverance leaves no shadows Behind, only dirty sand… While this needle pierces me gently Soon I’ll betray you escaping from the flesh My salvation floats within your eyes… “So I leave this earth, mother, no regrets will torment my journey Just a pale light at my feet… So I leave this earth another time, a travelling show for all to see Just a trace of me in your cries… And the last breath, silently it comes Just to take away this pain of mine…” LS – Vocals, Piano MZ – Guitars, FX