SINCARNATE LYRICS

1. Acedia - Tristia De Buono Spirituali

Malice, rancor, pusillanimity, despair, torpor, wondering thoughts... Sullen was I in the sweet air that is gladdened by the sun, carrying lazy smoke within my heart... Now I lie sullen in the black mire...
How could have I become an accomplice to the horrors of this pitiful joke?
You're just a man, not less, not more, not hot, neither cold, not even, suffering of... sloth! Knowest not that thou art wretched, miserable and poor, blind and naked... behold, I stand at your door and knock, shall you hear my voice, would you open?
What if there's no shelter? No arms to embrace? What if I'm gone? Tell me... what then? For I've been ungrateful for living, for I haven't praised your work, cause I couldn't bear your absence, for I've been waiting too long?! Who's the one guilty of sloth?!! I'll vomit thee, out of my mouth, slut!

2. Song Of Eternal Return

By waking up in the morning, by loving each poisonous breath, by taking this step to the following deception, meanwhile staying sane, by walking among these foreigners, by seeing myself in your eyes, by feeding with dreams and emotions this unbearable emptiness inside...
Should it be your redemption? Or such things have to be? Could I hope for forgiveness? Or you're just hating me?! Circulum vitiosum dei exeamus. Circulum dei otiousum exeamus.
You don't have to walk the mountains high, neither dive in the deepest self. You don't need her as she could be, neither calling your enemy a friend. Take each decision like that only one, that you would make forever, ever and anon.
By waking up in the morning, by loving each poisonous breath, by taking this step to the following deception, meanwhile staying sane, by embracing all these foreigners, by losing myself in your eyes, by dreaming as painfully dying, I'll drown this desert inside.
I don't need your redemption. I don't owe you a thing. I will need your forgiveness, as much as you'll need mine.

3. I Defy Absurdity

I defy absurdity, this relentless tyranny. To breath, to walk, to love and to hope, to care, destroy, always wishing for more... The senseless play you wrote - we play to your lunatic lines 'till you prevail. The hopes we try to borrow, you drown in each tomorrow...
Your hollow game of faith... We play to your commandments as you say. To serve, to pay, to wait, to hope and fail, to breed, obey, to you, the snake biting its tail...
Mother, how could you do it?! When you knew it would hurt so much? Father, now have it - the worse of you, human to touch. You dare to call this freedom?! Please keep it for your kingdom! In the end, it is I feeding you.

4. Getting Over Jocasta

What makes you smile, sweet end of mine? Is it me or the black wine? Don't speak, be silent; the blind can see, the weak turn violent. It won't be me, the one you'll see, to turn around and try to flee...
Wicked words... they are to me, as much as your beauty will set you free. I am the one, who killed the Sphinx; I am the one to change these things. Obey me! Believe in me! Kneel to me! Be saved by me! I killed my father and your husband too, so I can live forever, I have to rape you through and through.
You foul child, why don't you see your tainted blood turning to sea, the rise of man, hour of gloom, carrying your seed, to our doom? Under your rule, there'll be no place, for a kind word, a smile on a face. With your machines, you will forget even to witness mankind's sunset.

5. On Earth, The Furthest

In the beginning, there was the word, floating silently above the waters. It was you who first spoke, you, my love, have made it shatter. We are slaves now to the sneaking of a tongue, your lips are moving, your hands are begging, but you're uttering just words.
Brick by brick you have built your little house, step by step, burying you behind the walls. Are you safe now? Can you tell, who's eloping, who's to fall? Do not grow fond of this last coven, for it will also be your grave. I am not reaching for the heavens, to hear you ask "Is that all?!". I would be facing my worst demon, if my defeat could make you smile.
I am the furthest man on earth, the one you loved, the one you'll hate. The closer you're getting to me, I grow so cold, I fall so deep. You traitor! You lied, you were not looking for a place to hide! My lord, be kind, let her hear what's to be found.
And if you're looking for a meaning, do not remember what I said - cease forever speaking, go ask yourself and go ask your God. I'm only trading for a shelter, for I have been so alone. It pains me to see you surrender - these words have failed you, my love.
My hopes are fading, as I know, it will end. My feet are trembling; my heart is aching as we climb Migdal Bavel.

6. Unbearable Lightness Of Guilt

Once I was a deceiver, crossing seas of my own, till I met this wretched sailor, who promised me to open the door.
In exchange, we asked for a favor: to put on a cross at dawn.
Elijah, why have you chosen me? I'm rather fond of man and love the sea. I do not want to see you drown - fishmongers will hide you deep and hunt me down. They'll praise you and then, they'll kill you and then, they'll eat you and then they'll drink you. They'll use you and then forget you.
Elijah, I hope you were right; you'll save mankind and meet your dad death... I'm begging you, before you leave, open that door and let me in.
If you do sell him now, yours is the prize - we'll forever remember your name, Judas Iscariot.

7. Nurturing The Gods Of Doubt

Are you the teachers of my heart? Yes, we do teach all hearts to break. Are you the keepers of the truths? Only of those, not owned by you!
While I was searching, praising your kind, I met a wise man, who lost his mind. Asking for guidance, I stayed in line, but as we walked, he walked behind.
We are the ones, whom you address. We're taking down, what you confess, if you confess dreaming, becoming, choosing, being, decaying, un-coming, nothing...
If there are choices then I've made some. The wrong they did can be undone. The ones I didn't are not to be taken as choices chosen by me. I met a girl across the sea, her eyes as truthful as can be. Are you a teacher of my past? Yes I do teach old hearts to rest.
I looked for answers wherever I could and asked those questions I shouldn't have. If there's a choice, I could have chosen, I would have chosen never to choose dreaming, becoming, choosing, being, decaying, un-coming, dreaming... Teachers, are my lessons done? No, they're not! Teachers! I can't do another one! No, you cannot!

8. Doomed As We Are

Your eyes are tired, let them close. Forget about me, for I'm no loss. We have no things to leave behind, there will be no one awaiting us. The path we chose, the path we walk, it has no end, there's no return.
This litany you sing to me will bring you no relief. In my domain, you will not see the slightest gleam of truth.
We had the means; we had the time, now it is over, we crossed the line. I wish for nothing, there is no truth, there was just love, dismiss the fool.
You dare to question the god below, who gave you tears and eyes to cry?! Just keep on going, tasting the dirt, you'll have your lover, don't look behind. You worthless creatures, you wicked kin, how dare you breathe, how can you smile? You wish for nothing, but take it all, you find no truth, but forge your own.
Doomed as we are, haunted by fear and despair, tainted we are, reckless and wicked, but free.
But soon, too soon he turns his eyes. Again she falls in the dark depths, again she dies. No crime was his, if there's no crime to love. All alone, he makes his moan, and calls her ghost, this time, forever lost.

9. Ecce Homo!

It's getting late now, your seed has grown, if you were rising, you're getting small. You hoped you're special, one of a kind, once on your side, time's running out. Isn't it?
I'm done with searching, I did my time! Then why so fragile, so unkind? I'm through with running, I've settled down. Are there no things you left behind? You think you're better since you have seen abominations to match your sins. You'll set it all right and all you need is just more time to fetch your blade.
I'm through with fighting, an open wound, my flesh is tired, my blade got stained. But when it all comes down to dust, I'll kill you if I can, I'll help you if I must. Deceiver, if I am faithful then I'm unkind; as I was rising, you kept me warm, as I got special you made me crawl.
You fool, you have been told - you're mortal, you thought you're not. The bells are ringing, your seed is going to die.
It's been hard since I left the garden. I don't feel so good, but I'll be no coward. I'm not coming back, not even for the summer. I'm not shaking hands with my friendly wardens. Tell me that you'll miss me; tell me that you fought for me. Lie to me, that you'll miss me, fool me that you never left me.

10. Rituals Of Obnubilation

There must be more than meets my crumbling eye... maybe something less than we are told...







SINCARNATE LYRICS