Cadaveria

I write about sensations, moods and apparitions, while people give parties to cover the silence. There is no sense in feeling remorse for a thing you could not control. And death sings... Would you...

After foggy and funereal days In a mixture of sadness and devotion Memory and mental escape I take back my life A bit confused, but more conscious of my way I wish warm affections True emotions...

This is the archetype that pre-exists the man Evil is an inner voice that transcends the life's principle It is shameful and sharp, but secretly desired Don't resist the charm of evil, let fire burn...

Distorted walls cannot tear the lights of thunder and the flashes of reason If something must still happen, it shall happen following the rules of anti-logic Flee from the ignoble joke of nature, that...

Disciples of obsolete and unthinkable commerce scrawled in Etruscan language Dependents on not yet synthesized drugs People of the black market of the third world war Practicing absurd telepathic...

Thirst for life is delightful Thirst for fame reawakens Don't tell me to stop thinking, Don't force me to stop acting, Don't make me stop speaking... You can't change me I would never explain it...

Feel the frequency Perceive your pulse Trust the ideology To capture the ancient secret of life. I'm looking for the antidote to myself I'm working for my heart's freedom To rid myself of the other...

At the foot of the high mountain There's a land where you can speak with your mind. Along the streets a multitude of temples, consecrated to grotesque idols, burn incenses to celebrate the time of...

Earth, warmth, death. Time wasted in building inconsistent hypothesis waiting for all is adjusted trying to justify the difference. They are asking me to act without being. Mood sensitive to...

Call on me, oh call up, baby. Call on me, oh call. Call on me oh call up, darling. I know who you are. Come up off your calling chart. I know where you're coming from. Call me (call me) on the line....