Eyes for Fear
(Words, music, structures & arrangements by Callus)
Lunatic Intro: Damage in the eyes of mine
Mine the eyes of my surround
Damage in the eyes of my surround
Through the eyes of mine that fear
There is a damage in the eyes
Eyes of mine from my surround
Damage in my mind
Through the eyes of my surround
My eyes are set to fear
Your feeble stable fable named society
Retina of an insecure eye,
Can’t form a clear image, blinded by fear,
Subject to a thousand views of a world ready to drown,
Within the I it’s me or fear,
A conquest of emotion, reversal of the thoughts,
That once have led a silence break by a sob,
Disturbed were I in the land of evermore,
My heart at its edge swam to damnation shore.
CHORUS: Severe thoughts return,
To laugh upon my land,
My eyes may not do rest,
In hope of a better world.
A walk into eternity, dismissal of expectations,
Bow to unwanted chasms, abide within your dread,
Feel the grief of evermore take you to the pangs of death,
Condemned to internal conflict, my eyes now rest,
Rises my dark being upon this world of doubt,
Reflections of a mindloss, a body left to wither,
Gallery of smudged icons, a viewpoint to the out,
Way back from eternity, I reckon I have to die.
REPEAT CHORUS.
Lost am I in this field of doubt,
Weeds rise upon my fear,
Harvest time for the sorrows left behind,
They may hardly be conceived.
Way beyond my disbelief of some better way to live,
I felt a power from within to guide me through this path.
Never again shall I be discontent,
Now that my eyes control their surround,
It has been a time I recall as past,
When all my eyes were able to see was… fear!!!
Isegoria 2000
(Words by Albert Bell; music, structures and arrangements by Sceptocrypt;
Greek & German translations by Katerina, Fight Amnesia Zine; Latin by Fr. Valentine)
Eµaste ta paídía thV envmenhV geníaV
H uea cilietia caireta to metamonterno
H antijash thV dhmokratiaV thV KnbernhtikhV
XenoyobikoV zhloV, nostalgikh omoiogeneia:
mia diaspastikh pisth
H sojia milaei thn pagkosmia omospoudiakh katastash
Thn pisth tou “EnoV EqnonV”,
Mia allhloezartvmenh elenqeria, apokthmenh eterogeneia
EnaV bioorganismoV pon anapneei
H antiqeoh thV mh-logikhV
enswmatwmenh stmn kollektibistikh katastash
“Koinwnia”(Gesellschaft), mhcanikh, kosmikh allhlegguh
Egw eimai to qanma thV eqnikothtaV
H embruakh atomikistikh katastash
“Koinwnikh Enothta”(Gemeinschaft), organikoV, yileleuqeroV plouralisoV
Eµaste ta paídía thV envmenhV geníaV
Etruria humanitatis æstus
Tirannicæ potentiæ cultus
Deductionis possessio
Iurium quæ abalienari non possun privatio
Propinquorum tribuum præstantia
Merito domanitus auctoritas
Divini pacti obsolescentia
Poliarchia ad unum delata
Doctrinæ profanæ diluculum
Cessatio: Romanorum fovea fidei paganæ
Confidentia sui, promethæ libertas voluntatis
Negata christianesimi procreatione sacrarum columnarum,
Evomita martyrii sanguine
Isegoria,
Isegoria 2000
Jien lid-dinja nsaqsi,
Ghalfejn?
“Ego sum qui sum, ego sum qui sum” (Exodus 3:14)
“Humanitas, ut sum impleat munus, certaminas et hostes,
dolores et iniuiras patitur, et quod animus est stiam communis universi.
Homo enim vitæ in se solum virtutæ divina quæ ei inest.
Initio illa ut pratio designata, sed propter suam activitate
et potestatem in proprium arbitrium vocata est
Libertas!”
(Hegel: Freedom as the Goal of History)
Gemeinschaft!
Il-jien nazzjonali jixxennaq minn gewwa
ghal tifsira ezistenzjali
X’jaghti d-demm lill-hajja,
Jekk mhux il-migja lejn il-liberta`?
Kultura minghajr konfini
fl-ispirtu universali
tal-virtu tar-raguni
li tfarrak it-tradizzjoni insulari
Il-htiega ta’ gharfien,
ghall-wirt ta’ din l-istorja bla tmiem
anima socjali
mhux mittiefsa mill-eghruq taz-zmien
Ruh eterna msawwra fuq lingwa,
‘Dizzjoni indigena ta’ realta`
F’sedqa wahda ‘l hinn minn xtutna
Isegoria ghas-sena 2000
“Lil din l-art helwa…”
Ruh eterna msawwra fuq lingwa,
‘Dizzjoni indigena ta’ realta`
F’sedqa wahda ‘l hinn minn xtutna
Isegoria ghas-sena 2000
Din hi Isegoria ghas-sena 2000!
Of Ambivalence
(Music, structures & arrangements by Callus & Borg; words by Borg & Callus)
Hugin is erased
My alter-ego is set free
Hysteric thoughts of pain
Coerce me to roam in darkness
I wait for dusk to come
Victims I shall stalk
To satisfy my psychopathy
Gloves in my hands ride the horse of sanity
Dirt hidden among my works sagacity
Decisions taken on game look upon my fate
Mysteries as I breed play, my shadow leaves away.
As I behold I despise
These abhorrent, blood-stained hands
From channels of innocence to a warrior on playgrounds of dyschancelium
Pouring into my sub conscience a plenitude to deprive
My Numina, your joke, yet pride, yet price, yet… my voice is unheard
CHORUS: Infinite nisus
Despondent cathexis
From this nadir a satyr
Epiphoric cries of sorrow
Break the silence of my ennui
As my soul begins to fade
Exacerbant thoughts of a nascent personality
Aberrate the cosmos of my mind
Which relinquished, defers to this animosity
Autogenic antagonism
Throws me into abysmal despair
Cyclothemic attitudes…
My path to cataleptic dementia!
REPEAT CHORUS
Wailing… like a newborn’s first breath
In abjurance of an unjust world which abrogated me
Only to hear my own broken voice
Echoing through my arid, deserted soul
Trivial are and shall be my efforts
No one hears my silent cries.
An insight through myself
The revelation of my analogical yet opposite selves!
Discorporates my malevolent being.
Re-enters my lugubrious self
Conscious I become of my ambivalent feelings…
Hatred and romance, a satyr and a god…
The two faces of a coin, rusted by humanity’s indifference
Which side will prevail?
Asseverate shall I against humanity’s austerity
Towards an anorthopic silhouette of an abstruse nature
So in solitude shall I struggle against the Bhavanga
Till… as flowers must fall,
So shall my body march to destruction!
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