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Rozz

1.Sylla'borêal
(Embracing the Dead prior to the Service)

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2.Question(s) Beyond Terms
(Who is confronting the Impossible?)

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3.C'ayllagher a Dom'bhrail
(There is no need to remind me)

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4.To a loyal Friend

Once there was a time
when the conquest of pain
was all that I could hope for,
had been my only aim.
Happiness or joy merely unwords without meaning,
they were unwanted anyway as surely out off-place.
All I wanted was the voices to be silent,
a brief moment in the Dark ,
in loneliness and chill.
How I wished my mind could escape
the carnal dungeon that was flying silently
through space while I lay gaged and chained within.
Today my view strangely increased
it is beyond compare,
but nothing became easier,
I'm still struggling to be free.
A thousand different things dare
to appear before my eyes now,
they come and leave untouched,
becase still I cannot see.
In true darkness there's no choice
than to discover the use- lessness of eyes,
giving birth from their own despair.
Here eyes can nothing
but decay and if I fail do identify
myself with them then their destiny I'll share...
You are with me all the time -
all the time.
so very un - reasonable had been my fear.
How could I ever believe
that I might be losing you
when forever we're con - nected and you are part of me.
It's your omnipresence
that defines the way in which I do exist force - fully
leading me back to where I do belong.
Opening my eyes
to see the true essence of my being
by dissolving the distractions of the outer world.
In the loneliness of the pain
you bring the isolation of my soul
guarantees the maintenance
of the only thing that I know:
my natural and obvious differency.
Beloved old friend and life-time com - panion,
without you to nothing I would fall.
Your power per - vades me and lies me low,
but at the same time
a new strength is born in my soul.
In a universe of change
and continuous movement I am counting
on you since I know you shall last.
Being my darkness and the basis of splendor light-giving
background as most fertile past.
You "trance-formation",
source of understanding
you are the power that is pulling me down.
Whenever a lightness seeks to carry me away
you connect me savely to the ground.
You chill of my winter,
eternal saturn-sphere,
petrified and frozen,
with a logic cold as ice.
I walk through the world look in surprise at the living,
without being able to share their strange delight.
Beloved old friend and bringer
of sadness,
shadow-like cloak,
almost matter so real.
You slip right through me
like I was merely membrane,
my feelings so ambivalent when my wounds refuse to heal...

5.Never trust the Obvious
(or: The Innocence of Devils)

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6.The inexperienced Spiral Traveller
*a fragment*

Alles ist nur Illusion und von mir erschaffen,
Doch ich vermag ihr nicht zu entflieh'n,
Bin in meinem eigenen Trugbild gefangen,
Und meine armen Augen erkennen kein Ziel.
Die Antwort kann niemals im Aussen sein,
Sie liegt stets im Innern, schläft tief in mir drin,
Doch welches Auge schaut hinein,
Ich brauche ein neues Auge,
Einen neuen Sinn.
Die Zeit ist wie ein Ort und Gleichsam ein Zustand,
Und ich bin darin, denn ich bin ihr Quell,
Gefangen in meiner eigenen Schöpfung,
Auf der verzweifelten Suche nach meinem wahren Selbst...

7.Memalon

Who is the old man,
who fills my heart with greatest pain yet his name remains unheard?
I look at you and true tears shake my eternal Saturnworld.
Who is the old man,
whose picture burned itself down to the bottom of my soul.
You push me back and raise me up,
the criteria for both I long to know.
Who are you I worship?
What is the name of the one I saw?
Tell me how to reach you, to you I'd bow my head in awe.
You speak to me,
but what is it I hear?
We have never really touched...
such is the design of my greatest fear.

8.Memories are Haunted Places
(Birth - Fiendish Figuration, vers.)

Exposed with hands as empty
as the opposite space,
crawling we move
to where the final station lies,
to whom is the debt
that we are forced to pay...?
Real forces dare to appear only
when we turn away,
truth reveals itself
Reveal yourself!
A face ordained to hypocrites,
we know the masks,
their artificial smiles,
"Mind's black eyes should break the lies!"
Distorted pictures are all
transparent to us,
phantasmagoria... such a useful weapon,
ineffectual against us, enemies,
with the knowledge of truth...
...truth makes me sick,
what a wretched play!
Paralyzed by flesh and bones,
condemned to vegetate,
condemned to stay alone
Helplessy we are escaping,
we're dinging to...
stranded ashore,
"Oh, beloved infamous side!"
Our distress in perfections,
trials and tribulation,
preferring our pain,
we'll stay and die...

9.Die Widerspenstigkeit unerwünschter
Gedanken

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10.Synchronicity
(To Saturn: Orion)

Saturn-Orion, Saturn-Orion
into the night, we call Saturn-Orion
beyond this darkness sense
Jupiter arise travelling in silence
we tranvce-form our minds
beyond this darkness sense
Jupiter's rise
mit offenem Geiste
werden mit EINS

11.Totenlicht
(Infant in the face of Time)

Den Raum verändernd schließ' ich meine Augen.
Ich reise, doch ich bewege mich nicht
auf der Suche nach Dir, der Du es verstehst,
wie man sich meinem Bewußtsein erfolgreich entzieht.
Das Ziel meiner Reise sollst Du sein,
diesseits formloser Grenzen, die niemand kennt.
Traurigstes aller Universen,
in dem nur ich existiere, doch vom Leben getrennt.

12.Ein freundliches Wort...
(...hat meine Seele berührt.)

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13.Die Toten kehren wieder
mit dem Wind

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14.May I kiss your Wound?

May I kiss your wound,
maybe that will heal
my soul. Free me from
this tomb, light my darkness
make me (whole)
let me take your hand
and together we shall fly
to a lonely place, where
as lovers we can die.
In a land so dark, seven
moons, eternal nights,
wish a sky of thousand stars,
yes for us there is no light...
There (waits) no lights.

15.Ein gütiges Lächeln auf
den Gesichtern der Toten...

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