SETH LYRICS

1. In Aching Agon

THIS IS THE NECESSARY INTERLUDE YOU STRIVE NOT TO SEE
THE ENLIGHTENED STEP WITH NO MORE MERCY
THE NEEDED REVELATION FOR THE NEW AGE TO BE

GIVE ME ONE PIECE OF YOUR SOUL
AND YOU'LL JOIN OUR GREAT CIRCLE
GIVE US A LITTLE PIECE OF A GREAT BIG SOUL
AND YOU'LL JOIN THE UNIVERSAL SPIRIT

AS THE LONG-AWAITED FLOOD IS BREWING
THE COLLAPSE OF YOUR COCOON HAS BEGUN
COZ MAN IS ACHING TO CREATE BEYOND THE SINGLE NEED
MAN IS ACHING TO DEFY THE UNIVERSAL LAW
AND WHILE THE RAIN SHALL HIT
MAN IS STILL IN DIRE NEED..

IN ACHING AGONY YOU SHALL
BURY YOUR RITES AND BURY YOUR CREEDS
IN ACHING AGONY YOU SHALL
BURY YOUR RITES AND BURY YOUR FEARS

HOW MANY EARS WILL YOU NEED TILL YOU HEAR
THEIR DESPERATE CRIES AND FEEL THEIR DREADFUL SIGHS ?
HOW MANY FEET WILL YOU NEED TILL YOU CROSS
THE OPEN SEA YOU STRIVE NOT TO SEE ?

IN ACHING AGONY YOU SHALL
BURY YOUR RITES AND BURY YOUR CREEDS
IN ACHING AGONY YOU SHALL
BURY YOUR RITES AND BURY YOUR FEARS

2. Killing My Eyes

They tried to kill my eyes
But they will get fire and burn

Only the ashes of your world
Shall remain for ever sterile
For the dead will make sure
That nothing grows again.

Make me blind and I swear
I will burn your world down
And if I shall perish on fire
I would rise as Phoenix

As the Phoenix just flies
To burn you at the stake,
Endlessly

Killing, killing, kill my eyes

And as the dead shall rise
To walk on your ashes
They shall trample your remains
And the memories I have of you
Shall vanish.

Make me blind and I swear
I will burn you world down
And if I shall perish on fire
I would rise as Phoenix

And as the dead shall rise
To walks on your ashes
My soul shall be purified from that typical folly

As heaven is on my side
As my faith is boundless
Light shall pierce my eyes again
And my tears shall clean the pain

Make me blind and I swear
I will burn your world down
And if I shall perish on fire
I would rise as Phoenix

3. One Ear To The Earth, One Eye On Heaven

The land of no return
It's quiet here
No life forms
And no calls get through
Communication runs cold

We were only concepts
We were only dreams

One ear to the earth
One eye on heaven
Will the stars grow between us
Until we finally disappear?

One ear to the earth
One eye on heaven
We are strange mirrors
When we fall off the map

Where are the ships on these sea-less maps?
Who will cross the bone-drift
Moonless night?

Refracting into a thousand colours
From the light to consume and divide

Blinking out like a lost lighthouse
Somewhere in forgotten zones

Grant us oh oracle
Of the grave-ward eye
One glimpse throught
The veiled temple of light

Sulphur grief priests
Drip down from the lashes
Bell-metal chimes
The toll of death marches

The toll of death marches...

The land of no return
It's quiet here
No life forms
And no calls get through
Communication runs cold

Out there we are truly nameless
Out there we're null and void
Out in the open we are everywhere
Scattered strangers waiting for something to occur
For the emptiness to consume us...
Will the end be ever near?

I beg the truth but fear to ask my purse lips move but are incapable of speech
Repeating ghost on endless tides
Can only salute in gestures and smiles

4. Howling Prayers (Act I)

[Instrumental]

5. He Whose Heart Is Heavy With Sin

Carved from crumbling walls
Painted black with feathers of hope
Gold leaves strangling the neck
You snatch the souls from the jaws of death

As the sound of your shaking breath
Slowly quivers down the backbone
Dark bird shadows nourished by your own
People's fears solemnly rise in the distance

Corpses to the jackles buried in the mud
Rotting black colours of decaying limbs
Corpses to the jackles lowered in the dust
Rotting stench seeping into the nostrils

He whose heart is heavy with sin
Feeding on Corpses
He whose heart is heavy with sin
shall be ripped to pieces

You weigh the scales for the dead
In desperate search for eternity
Scavengers or guardians of hope ?
how (actually) pure is your heart ?

6. Ten Barrels (A Scourge For The World, A Plague For His Soul)

He was there, on the border of his mind, on the depths of despair,

Howling there is no remorse, no atonement to achieve,
He was a scourge for the world and a plague for his soul.

He was there, thinking back on his glory days,
When his blood was fresh, when his bones were unscathed

Howling there is no remorse, no atonement to achieve,
He was a scourge for the world and a plague for his soul.

Fingers on the head like as many barrels
Brooding over and over, on the border of his life.
There is no way to escape from the past

Life has gone by in a remaining jumble
Of disgusting deeds and memories.
Yearning to be free...

Il est allé dans les bas-fonds de son âme
Et en fût marqué à jamais,
Trainant la croix de ses méfaits
S'alourdissant de la mélasse amassée

Howling there is no remorse, no atonement to achieve,
He was a scourge for the world and a plague for his soul.

Worms eating him are like as many blasphems, as many treasons
Abstaining from the Holy Retreat, as an ultimate act of rebellion !

7. Scars Born From Bleeding Stars

Decaying hawk
Howling in the nest
Surrounded by bramble stems

Thorns slashing like tongues
Made of glass
Feeling the smell
Of the approaching sun
Will your grane feathers
Forever remain
Forever remain

Spectres rising from
Underneath mirrored
In the watery air
Out of the burning manorhouses
They spread like
Venereal disease

Maninals caught
In the nest of thorns
In the nest of despair
Your domain's soul is
No longer yours

Universal abandon
Self-slaughter
In the nest of despair
Your domain's soul is
No longer yours
And never will be
And never will be

Spectres rising from
Underneath mirrored
In the watery air
Out of the burning manorhouses
They spread like
Venereal disease

[2x]
Shattered dreams
Blessed yearnings
Scars born from bleeding stars

Rhythms of doom
Reptiles in gloom
Baptized in holy sewage
Spread like venereal disease

[2x]
Shattered dreams
Blessed yearnings
Scars born from bleeding stars

Scars born from bleeding stars

8. Howling Prayers (Act II)

[Instrumental]

9. Mort-Luisant

Hiding in the shade like wolves
Tightly clenched jaws lying in wait for carnage
Eyes gleaming with hatred, insanity rising
And that feeling of revenge electrifying down my spine

Stillborn voices saturating my ears,
Disturbing is their stench, their presence
How to contain this rage when willing to fight ?
Burrying their bodies their minds into the mire
That thing's growing and growing penetrating my brain

J'ai l'essence du mal, bouillant dans les veines
Laissant la bête pénétrer mon cerveau
Un goût de sang imprégnant mon haleine
Je deviens l'animal qui sera le fléau.

Alors la lame embrasse mes flancs
Que la douleur devienne rituelle !
Je me découpe, je me transperce, je sers les dents
Ma haine prend tout son sens, je lacère de plus bel.

Nous avons l'essence du mal, bouillant dans nos veines
L'esprit de la meute nous amène à la chasse traque
Une douleur rituelle, le goût du sang dans notre haleine
Les crocs serrés par la rage la Meute est notre pacte.

Hiding in the shade like wolves
Tightly clenched jaws lying in wait for carnage
And that feeling of revenge electrifying down my spine

How to contain this rage when willing to fight ?
Burrying their bodies their minds into the mire

Prends le feu que je vois dans tes yeux
À quel point ils sont mort-luisants de haine!
Allume l'essence du mal, nous chasserons à deux
Nous sommes les loups, la rage et nous immolons l'Éden.

10. Dicing With Death

Recollections of dicey territories
Where I dreamed myself away
I was only my consciousness and nothing else
And in the mind of the sun they were all dicing with death

With pain they howled in the heart of the world
But screaming my lungs out there was nothing to hear
In the mind of the sun there was nowhere to hide and everything to fear

Wrapped by emptiness trapped in loneliness
Far beyond, they were all dancing on the shiny solar beam
As the new age was glently looming

Earth cracks, human veins
Scattered roots, glued fingers
Slowly growing like creeping snakes
And far beyond, they were all dicing with death

Feet in the dust, hands in the ash
With prayers and hopes some tried to make sense
Of the unfathomable mystery
Releasing the raven to search for the water land
They believed the future was here
Sucked out in the remaining salt
From Yam Suph, no longer a water of hope

Wrapped by emptiness trapped in loneliness
Far beyond, they were all dancing on the shiny solar beam
And far beyond, they were all dicing with death

Earth cracks, human veins
Scattered roots, glued fingers
Slowly growing like creeping snakes
And far beyond, they were all dicing with death

Et au coeur de ce monde au loin ils hurlèrent
Un cri résonnant à travers ces sols déracinés
Croyant que l'avenir était là avec leurs pères
Car ce monde se devait de subsister

A l'infini ils eurent dansé sur le souffle du soleil

Et croyant que l'avenir était là avec leurs pères
Leurs prières trahissaient à présent les peurs
Celles qui se dessinaient d'heure en heure
Celles du déracinement salutaire







SETH LYRICS