LETRAS

2010 - IN STATE OF VIGILANCE

Par`uzha

The ghosts lift themselves up to the celestial palace

While down here the war still is blind

Nobody escapes unhurt on the sinners judgment

They’re all angel or demons, Chaff or wheat

Extermination of the sinner! Purification of the Earth!

All the spirits are looking for peace, but the doors

Take them to hell!

The time has come! Save yourself!

The big cloud will swallow you!

Spirits in flames! The elect rise!

The catastrophe descends! The temple falls!

Par`uzha! Par`uzha! Par`uzha!

The ghosts lift themselves up to the celestial palace

But the doors are closed – Invitation of the flames!

The fire washes millenniums of sin

The extinction of the human race it’s the end of the mission

This is the time! This is the age! Your soul searches for your grave

I know you’ll never be anything other than ashes

Don’t remember your sins and all the torment will cover you!

Born dead we live imprisoned with our curse. And We infest the Earth!

We infest the Earth! Go to paradise! Fire upon the Earth!

Born Dead

Blind! I didn’t comprehend the war. There were illusions that I’ve never seen

To pass a hypocritic dream, of an unhappy life

Blind! Not even fear I had – one more moribund in the middle of the crowd

Clamouring for mercy, asking for forgiveness

Frontiers of hatred that life didn’t transpose, mere daydreams to bring me about

Hope in vain! A false fight! I’m subjected beyond the limit

I try to lift myself and I see the fucking sunlight

Its shine shakes in me… Uorgh!!!

The fury takes me again! A blinding white

The procerus contracted. To the fight!

“Nor the old, nor the women, nor the children” – nobody escapes unhurt!

The petals ate black and the blood doesn’t wash away the untold lies!

When we are born we see the face of a vile person

Yet later on the light shines in the distance (Hold my hate!)

Without faith without the law, without a king, with God, for my country, with my family!

We were always led, victims of sacrifice. My body is in flames. I was born dead!

From hell I hear a voice! The clamour of an innocent child

But I can’t see his face! Behind the ashes! The diabolic face!

In the kingdom of horror and sorrow a voice follow me

A clamour, a shout… Coward!!!

In the name of honor. In the name of glory!

Some things that I don’t comprehend brought me to life… Dead!!!

I was born dead!

Aldodínea

Slave! “Aldodínea” is part of your soul

Your religion is the pain, your fear comes back again and the darkness is your refuge

Pitiful! He doesn’t feel bad for you

Your body rots with one ray of sunlight

But don’t try singing the song of the victims

Your time is now and you will not escape uninjured

You! Are weak or liar, nobody cares

Purified, disinfested, the earth will get rid of you

Finally eliminated by the anger of superior instinct

Sensitive awakening of hate seeking to fill a grave

At nightfall you can hear the blasphemy of the mutes

The human feels hatred, so he fills a grave

When he’s alone, death will find him

The victim of the sacrifice also wants to victimize

The weak become strong!

Rebellion! Subversion! Hate in vain

The extermination of an inferior race doesn’t render

The scattered blood join two races for an instant

Destruction of reason and humanity

Hatred blinds the man and the blind man leaps into the abyss

Esta Noite Encarnarei Em Teu Cadáver

A imortalidade alcançada pelo sangue

E a extinção da tão mesquinha raça sanguinária

Trará a doutrinação de um vulgar instinto

Superior e apto à batalha

É preciso examinar toda e qualquer imperfeição

Pois a eleita deterá a maternidade do perfeito

Ser superior! Cético, destemido

Voraz inteligência, não fosse a maldição...

“O que é a vida? O que é a morte?

A existência É o sangue!”

Sem amor, Sem medo

Tão cética Inocência morta!

Esta Noite encarnarei em teu cadáver!

Espalhando a dor, a morte e a desgraça

Não importa quão nobre seja o teu objetivo

O pesadelo vem povoar tua carcaça

O inferno glacial é teu castigo

A inocência morta te acusa: assassino!

E a alma de Jandira te persegue

Alucinação! Mero devaneio!

O fato é que teu filho não terá nascido!

Vou encarnar em teu cadáver!

In State Of Vigilance

In days of vigilance my eyes pass around

They don’t see anything other than the fight against the fall

But if I born dead none of this can be real

Mere daydream is life, it’s the dead upon this earth

Look without your eyes!

While the sand moves in the desert, the rain numbs the people

Lots of takers rose up against the enemy of multiple faces

Some apparent victories hid disloyalty, a seed searching for new soil

To germinate again and reinitiate the cycle of pain

Why do I see so much hate? If the evidences show that

Daydreams are merely confusion

Behind huge walls of an imponent solid face

Hides the mask of unreality and I wait for the final awakening

Why do I see so much hate? If the evidences show that

Daydreams are merely confusion

The doubts around the reality of life ring in my dreams

These are the final days!

You can`t live, so pray and believe, if not you won’t receive

The good new and You’ll burn in hell!

In state of vigilance I will survive and wait for the final awakening

Without any hope, without knowing if my life is real!

In my heart there still is the face of death

My blood: Waiting for the afflicted spill

A defect that pronounces itself, but doesn’t regain and turns me into a sacrifice half alive

(And I’ve) white blood! White blood! White blood Improper blood until the sacrifice!