Atra Hora
Chas Bezmolvija
5. The Decline
We leave the material world
As we had already left the spiritual one
The age of information comes
No feelings, no human interference
Factum est factam!
We try to catch what we cherish
Surrounding ourselves with habitual things
But their meaning has slipped away
A human entity disappears in everyday anxiety
We’ve erected monuments of grey
Glorifying our submissiveness
Inside of them we spend our days
But at night we understand it’s meaningless
Our dwelling in spiritual world
had nothing to do with our souls
Not finding any meaning or truth
We began to deny the spiritual
becoming close-minded fools
The truth cannot be hidden nowadays
But we are unable to discern it among wastes
Even ancient scriptures had mixed
With modern false prophesies
We’ve became too deaf to hear, too blind to see
We’ve became too chill to feel, too dead to be alive
We’re greedy enough to consume
But too weak to get out of chains of community
We leave the material world
As we had already left the spiritual one
The age of information comes
No feelings, no human interference
We can not learn from our own mistakes
Another epoch will reach its decline
Information overload violently restrains
The triumph of Mind
6. Plowshares into Swords
Can anybody tell me, where we go? We drift apart...
But as I know all paths join at the top!
Our virtues are hidden deep in heart
But our vices are widely shown
We had beaten our ploughshares into swords long time ago
Some bloodthirsty huddled together in hordes
While others don’t leave their sweet homes
Waiting for news about fresh blood and another war
Love for enemies is similar to suicide
War at random takes lives from both sides
No time to find out who is right or wrong
Even if you aren’t at war and don’t know those whom you try to belong to...
We had beaten our ploughshares into swords long time ago
Some bloodthirsty huddled together in hordes
While others don’t leave their sweet homes
Waiting for news about fresh blood and another war
Thy neighbor will become a foe
They’re mainly your former friends and brothers
A good reason is the only thing you need
So, ask, and it shall be given you; seek, and ye shall find!
Bloody maelstrom is as strong as our hate
We remember the history but what conclusions we make?
“Optime olere occisum hostem”?, that’s true
But somebody one day will say that about you
7. Poison
Venomous tongues of demons
In human form
Try to get to your heart
Poisoning your life
It’s a voluntary insanity
Of a slowly fading reason
Dying body’s endless agony
The pursuit for freedom
Or an attempt to leave
The stream of commonness
Stepping over the brink
Both routine and such exemption
Are equally illusive
This is the self-deception
The search for stupid
They think this way
Leads to truth and light
The desire drives them insane
Hiding reality from their eyes
Neither beggar nor deceased
Can enter the royal palace
They tell it brings peace
Force and rest
Get ready to leave without a trace,
Without touching their light that does not shine,
Not accepting their truth which is far from life
Their source was poisoned and dried
It’s murmur will never be heard
No wind blows here, no bird sings
there is nothing but emptiness
This land is scorched
8. Shadow-World
Lands, devastated by rage
Catheters leading veins out of body
Dead deserts reflecting in our eyes
Gloomy landscapes, ice-bound
Even though man is sure
That his way is right
God weighs hearts
Raven digs the ground
He will find what is hidden in the dark
These shadows have light
There’s a movement in them
Inner movement in movement
This is a living universe
The Universe inhabited by vultures
Beware of awareness which is motionless
This is a shadowworld
Stars shine from the void
But chaos is a supreme unbeknownst order
World forces us to belive gods
And seeds from other worlds fall to our ground
He, who listens to the shadows voice
Isn’t human anymore
But something another, shrouded by wind
There’s no reflection in the mirror
That is the revenge of gods
To their poor exuses
They see shadows even at night
9. Tenebris Matrem
Tenebris Matrem!
The world is doomed,
We preferred the infinity of life
than the immortality
Tenebris Matrem!
The bones of Earth are moaning
It all the same for her whose blood to drink
It’s an abyss in the abyss!
Tenebris Matrem!
War feeds war
its masks become our faces
But we have no enemies
except ourselves
But still some people seek enemies among friends
While others – friends among enemies
Not realizing that all of them
drink from the same sourse...
Tenebris Matrem!
Tenebris Matrem!
Time fears pyramids only
Its fate is to become a memory of those
Whose fate is to the Memory
Infinite heavenly hunting
And we, the heart of the World,
Go out the door of Night
When the Sun of dead rises
Tenebris Matrem!
The world is doomed...
It’s impossible to kill the emptiness
Death is no more than a dream of Gods
Their altars are cooled and emptied
In a dead and faded world
War feeds itself eternally
And cannot get enough!
10. Persephone
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