2. Love, Die, Resurrect
One has to see what isn't shown
One has to hear what isn't said
One has to get what can't be owned
And then to live when all is dead
Frustration is the guide of your actions
You fear this dimension of silence
You're bathing in the dust of illusions
Neglecting the roots of existence
One has to seek heat in the frost
One has to fall when he should climb
One has to bear his heavy cross
Until he's fallen seven times
Better face your disgrace
Your stigma shines in your eyes
Love and die, resurrect
Another season to rise
One has to face the loneliness
'Cause life's a crowded solitude
One has to tame the emptiness
And than to feel its plenitude
Better face your disgrace
Your stigma shines in your eyes
Love and die, resurrect
Another season to rise
Love, die, resurrect
Better face your disgrace
Your stigma shines in your eyes
Love and die, resurrect
Another season to rise
Frustration is the guide of your actions
You fear this dimension of silence
You're bathing in the dust of illusions
Neglecting the roots of existence
Better face your disgrace
Your stigma shines in your eyes
Love and die, resurrect
Another season to rise
Love, die, resurrect
Love, die, resurrect
Resurrect
7. Vectors
Ruse of the snake
He bites again
Closing the light
Cain has reborn
Greed in the eyes
Man has to fight
Greed, ambition, vengeance
Vectors of avarice run through the years
Where's that divine garden
Just have another bite:what do you fear
Specters of yore, ready to rise
Vectors of time carry the lies
Specters of yore, ready to rise
Vectors of time carry the lies
Clever the apes
Learning the norms
Trained and restrained
Dive in the mess
Thorns in the flesh
Freedom estranged
Greed, ambition, vengeance
Vectors of avarice run through the years
Where's that divine garden
Just have another bite:what do you fear
Thousands of years, thousands of lies
Spread on the new millennium
Thousands of fears, thousands of cries
Bringing the throes of absurdum
Greed, ambition, vengeance
Vectors of avarice run through the years
Where's that divine garden
Just have another bite:what do you fear
Thousands of years, thousands of lies
Spread on the new millennium
Thousands of fears, thousands of cries
Bringing the throes of absurdum
10. Desert Incorporel
Une coulisse faite de pluie symptomatique
Transpiration d'un exces d'amour pathetique
Ternes couleurs d'un arc-en-ciel achromatique
Et hier pourtant, meme les tenebres semblaient magiques
Impulsions animales
Dans ma tornade cerebrale
Je dois faire face au mal
Dans un desert incorporel
Sables mouvants remplis de passions ephemeres
Dans le tourment je m'engloutis, je n'ai plus d'air
On m'a plonge dans un desert incorporel
Face a mon ame, seul dans les vagues de mon fiel
Je suis demence, je suis violence
Face a la rage de ma conscience
Et je suis seul dans le desert
Je dois transcender mon enfer
Je suis aux portes du mystere
Je vois mon ego a l'envers
Pourquoi faut-il avoir si mal
Pour faire sa pierre philosophale
Le reve s'endort mais moi j'en redemande encore
L'amour est mort, pourtant toujours il me devore
Serait-ce le diable qui me tente sur la dune
J'entends le rire de ceux qui promettent la lune
Une coulisse faite de pluie symptomatique
Transpiration d'un exces d'amour pathetique