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letra de the art of chaos - ordeathral

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partie i :

i was a dreamer
a simple dreamer
a strange traveller in other’s consciousness
in worlds of flesh

i was a prisoner – a prisoner in two jails
confined since the dawn of time
in a world of stone

trapped between walls, dressed with a black jacket
they thought i’d never find my freedom again
but i could sleep and leaving far away
then i was freer than ever

oh sweet reveries, bl–dy and hopeless
sweet as the eye itself, which i had drawn on the walls
with chalk, with coal, with blood
on the rotten and greyish walls of my cell
i watched it and dreamed like a little child

i saw a thousand of wonderful and delicious things
a thousand of horrible and funny things
a thousand gifts which i enjoyed with wisdom

it was the eye i had drawn on the walls
with chalk, with coal, with my blood
which showed me the love of a father for his son
and the hideous body of a premature death
oh sweet reveries ! allow me to leave this place
a cursed closet, an eternal mask, a lifeless mountain, a cleaver

and i was offered everything, like a lonely and favoured witness
it was the eye, a paternal presence
fed with pity for me, it gave me what i wanted
and promised me these journeys in my dreams

it was this eye i couldn’t recognize
it was the eye, who breathes of a new life
a new form of chaos, of illusion
it looked like eternity
because when it appeared, gigantic, in front of me
it wasn’t made of blood or red
he was alive

partie ii :

it wasn’t me who was looking at him
but he who stared at me, monstrous
and who, in his absolute domination
was offering to me the unbearable truth

my dreamlike journeys, my precious deliriums
abandoned their lovely tinsels
and the blood which flown hadn’t this foreign flavour any more
i think i was no longer a simple spectator

then the eye growing and growing again
exceeded the sad reality of my rotten walls
of my rotten walls
and took me far away behind me, in my past
and took me far away behind me, in my odious past

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“ma voix éclate dans ma prison
je reprends conscience un instant ; ma raison
faite de charbon, de sang, de craie
est celle d’un tyran, celle d’un possédé

odieuses haines, immonde vie
j’ai repris conscience et quitté mon paradis
je serai victime, moi qui fus meurtrier
descendant de mon crime, père de ma destinée

j’ai été dupé, moi, le prisonnier sans âge
car mes doux cauchemars, mes merveilleux délires
n’étaient pas des voyages
mais bien des souvenirs.”

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the cleaver was in my hand and the mask on my face
the corpses were in front of me
hanged, devoured, beheaded

who all watched me with the stare of the eye
their eyes of chalk, of coal, of flesh
looked in my soul like vultures
« what are you trying to tell me ? »

now, the blood flows from everywhere and splashes on me
he drowns my pleasure and k!lls the witness :
his flavour is familiar to me

i want to vomit and i cry
i can’t breathe
i can’t breathe
all my dreams collapsed in the same time
my face isn’t my face
it’s a mask, yes

a mask i created with my flesh, my skin
a d-mned f-cking eye
a d-mned f-cking mask

hidden from the sun, the moon, the light
a d-mned f-cking mask
a d-mned f-cking eye

i refuse to see the truth and look away
but the blood still invades my mouth and my nostrils
burning, it slips down my fingers and my clothes
and bring with it the suffer of those i k!lled
those i k!lled

partie iii :

« eye ! go away, i beg you ! »

i tear my nails against the rotten walls
i shout out to cover the truth, i cry like a child
but she’s here, under my skin, in my skull, on the walls
with blood, with blood, blood

and the eye gave away my clever lie, my coward madness :
never there were monsters
never there were stories
there were only me and this man with the ripped jaw
a candy for a child – and the sound of the rope
this castle in myself – the horror of others
become a pile of tortured cadavers

i shout out, i call for help, but n0body comes
darkness slowly climb the walls of my cell
may everything stop, may someone k!ll me

please ! give me some pills of oblivion
may the shiny eye and my reveries disappear, eaten by the darkness
but tomorrow everything will start again
everything will start again, eternally
eternally

- ordeathral

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