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Title:
Flames Everywhere
Format: CD
Cat. nr: echo024
Release Date: September 21st, 2007
Record label: My Kingdom Music (New Dawn series)
Tracklist: 1. Burning Doubt
- 2. To Learn From Literature - 3. Psychic Waltz - 4. First Flames - 5.
Hurts - 6. Blindness Inc. - 7. Practice - 8. Flames Everywhere - 9. Reasons
- 10. Inflames Set Afire Almost Burned - 11. Time - 12. Rising And Shining
Soul - 13. At War With Satan*
* VENOM cover
Recorded: at HB studio in summer 2006 by Michele Minosso
except drums & keyboards recorded at Pyramid studios in spring 2006
by Black.
Mixed: at HB studio in summer 2006
Engineering: by HB studio
Mastered: at The Outer Sound Studios by Giuseppe Orlando
Line-up: Whisper (keyboards & programming), Black
(vocals, drums, bass & keyboards), Rob (guitars)
Guests: vocals on 'First Flames' by Samael Von Martin;
vocals on 'Flames Everywhere' by Elena Longo
Artwork, Layout & Design: Pyramid design @ pyramidrecord@infinito.it
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LYRICS
BURNING DOUBT
(music & lyrics by Black)
DÆMON: Hi Dad!
I’m back and would ask you a question:
Why must we believe in something that we have never seen and why praying?
Who does not help us?
FATHER: (Listen to
me, child): these are not questions to be made.
At your age: you just have to study and don’t worry,
‘cause we are your parents and we would never make uou do sensless
things!
DÆMON: Yes, but
I want to understand what makes us stay in this world full of injustice
and violence.
FATHER: You go in your
room and no dinner for you tonight.
DÆMON: That's
all right but at least answer me!!!
FATHER: Pray and have
faith, child, and one day you will understand...
DÆMON: Damn,
I exist and require answers as every other human being,
I require some explanations about Christendom.
I do not intend to accept it passively ,
’cause living would seem passively to me
and my life cannot be like that,
I require some answers and if they don’t want to give them to
me,
I will look for them by myself… futile, selfish assholes.
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LEARNING FROM LITERATURE
(music & lyrics by Black)
DÆMON: Ok, religions
and occultism: that’s my branch.
I will begin with examining in detail the obscura scientia I thought,
since I’ve got a Christian education yet.
I began to read and read again, to take notes.
I passed from cartomancy to the white magic, then the green one, the
black one,
astrology, necromancy, the red magic, alchemy, theories, rites, invocations,
magical formulas,
all that was concerning the negation and the opposition to god,
because if I did not understand the reason of the good
maybe through the evil I would have been able
to understand the good and his several shades.
Everything came inside my head, one by one, and mixing together,
like pieces of a big puzzle blindly done by me for myself.
(Richard) Cavendish, Crowley, Manson, witches, bloody rituals, initiations,
potions, curses, amulets, incenses, candles, sacrileges,
all the necessary was here and was now in my head.
DÆMON: Congregations,
associations, lodges, sects, spiritual groups, night gatherings,
the night of Valpurga, solstice, equinox, candelmass, so many abstract
dates,
but I was now needing to think, to elaborate, to rearrange this huge
puzzle within me.
...so I decided to learn from literature."
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PSYCHIC WALTZ
(music & lyrics by Black)
(instrumental)
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FIRST FLAMES
(music & lyrics by Black)
I began To Hate Everybody ... animals
ruled the world,
even the church had killed and they don’t tell this to a child.
The treason I felt by the Christianity was feeding the stake which was
growing in me,
I would have annihilated, swept the Christianity away,
bringer of death and false laws, or better: dogmas, false illusions
on old beliefs!
My life had lit up: it had an aim:
(and it was) to propagandise and remove the falseness that was spreading
all over the world and I was not alone.
Other people close to me were fighting this inward struggle,
in fact, hearing aware of theirs thoughts, I joined them.
These are first flames We were great, unique, strong and united:
we were about to begin our holy but honest war in name of truth, in
name of evil.
Christianity had to fall under the flames of hell and that day we shall
be there to take pleasure from its fall.
SATAN:"Jesus is
sitting here with me and he’s dying.
My finger is in his chest, he’s cold inside,
his flesh is probably already dead.
ME:"Please let
me spit on his face, he must pay for christianity’s mistakes."
SATAN:"Some water-sea
on his bleeding head and again my fingers inside his holes in hands
and feet;
I’m turning my fingers, I’m fucking him! "
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HURTS
(music & lLyrics by Black)
There were too many thoughts that we found
as soon we exposed our thoughts to the others.
Thus we have learned to be cautious in showing them because
after all we were talking to our religious enemies.
There were times when I talked to my parents about the meaning of it all,
the answers I've found so far, but my efforts turned to be futile,
since there was a wall that could have crumbled down on me,
accusing me to be blasphemous.
Thus I decided to forge a mask.
I've been an atheist for my parents, as well as for all those who know me.
In the meanwhile, I was engraving indelible drawings on my body
drawings of someone who shall never kneel to Christendom.
Then came Aestheticism, which I've never been hiding.
After all, my blasphemous clothes were the icon of the music that nourished all my days.
Still, there were other people across the world
who walked or had already walked on the same path that I trode upon.
There were forms of hate, abuses, scratches and laughing, but they weren't many though.
However, they were hurting as if they were endless.
And so hate has been growing in me, the whole would have burned one day,
with carbonised people as a framework to our eternal victory.
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BLINDNESS INC.
(music & lyrics by Black)
We would have done everything
in order to make us feel true,
we were feeling to be important,
almost essential.
I was immense in the splendour of occult
wisdom,
and I could answer every question,
there was nothing that could scare me
except the death of my end.
I was not aware to be in flames, my jigsore was completed...
and the others of the ZoSo
wanted me to explain them
philosophical doubts.
Everyone gets a task of its own, and....
that was mine X4
I WAS BLIND.
I was a well of obscure knowledge,
I had all the answers in me,
yet I was blind
and I would keep on being it
for times to come.
We were all blind
- someone more, someone less-
the fire was supposed to burn
and I could have never stopped it,
since I was an embodiment of hate with
posion running in my blood.
With the power of Satan in my heart,
I could have never been stopped - neither by a truck that would run
onto me.
(spoken) I was immortal, immortal, I
was immortal.....
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PRACTICE
(music & lyrics by Black)
Our philosophy couldn’t obviously
remain written
otherwise it would have been a dogma.
We practiced for a while many rituals in houses,
woods, fields and caves.
Initiations,
invocations,
sessions and adorations
all scented
by incense
and black candles.
Everything was fascinating, sensual and
even dangerous.
One of the rules was: no to acid Satanism,
we wanted answers,
proof and tasks
not hallucinations.
Each one of us had his own duty,
we moved into the darkness like packs
of mice,
no one had to see us
they could interfere with our mission.
We were prepared for anything
but we hadn’t thought about hitches.
Sometimes curiosity makes people want to try
and this was our case too,
but we weren’t cowards,
others were, in fact one by one they
all left and only two remained
and it would have been very hard to carry on.
We were alone
but even more angry
We were alone…
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FLAMES EVERYWHERE
(music & lyrics by Black)
Day after day I was burning,
I was full of hate,
I wanted to succeed,
come closet to the end.
We were one in mind and action.
We’d never have stopped
but time was running out
and we were alone.
Everything had to wilt and die:
flowers, animals and people.
…Rivers of dead.
The same useless people
had finally done something
useful:
bless our hell.
Flames and fire everywhere
in the name of Satan,
supreme God,
we would be slaughters and kings.
LILITH:
Little sensual human follow me in the reign of Carnal sins,
My mistress give me the craft
I’m the lady of lust, Mother of vices, taste my sweet nectar of
eternal senses,
my master charged me to bring you in our kingdom of truth.
I will follow you wherever you ll go!
Take my body and leave me your soul.
Take my soul, I’ ll rape you sinuous
body till the end of eternity
Worshiping evil we burnt.
Fire and flames,
fire and flames,
fire and flames
everywhere,
everywhere,
everywhere…
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REASONS
(music & lyrics by Black)
Our aim was to find the black book
in which the ritual sentence
was written that the five us
had to recite.
All of this would have opened
Hell’s door,
and through this door the guarantor,
the stabilizing
judge between good and evil
would have come.
He would have brought everything
back to many centuries ago …
so that each one of us could have his
revenge back.
The winner would have reigned forever,
uncontested and adored by the other inhabitants of the planet.
Unfortunately finding the other three
elements was hard.
People believed, but were too habitual
to risk their own lives for all of this.
Time was running out and we were in a hurry…
May 2001 would have come soon and we
still had
many things to do before
accepting another element.
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INFLAMED SET AFIRE ALMOST BURNED
(music & lyrics by Black)
Everything was getting harder.
Rituals didn’t seem as they used to be anymore.
Everything seemed to go astray.
All the hate we had inside was burning us because we couldn’t deal with it anymore.
The bond between us was breaking.
Our friendship was not the same anymore, our will had been wasted.
It was like having built a castle made of cards, and not being able
to finish it.
Everything was vanishing, disappearing.
I felt stupid with my hands tied on the fire of hate I had set up.
We truly had failed, or maybe not.
Time would have showed it to us.
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TIME
(music & lyrics by Black)
: Hours,
days and nights
went by
and our hidden
activities
were more seldom carried out.
I spent my free time thinking about what to do,
I thought about our past and I realized
that in the end our rituals were as fake as a mass.
There was nothing listening
to our prayers,
all that we had done
was pure falsity,
just fantasy and
our imagination.
We had created
an illusion
and our minds
wanted to see it,
we were the
incorporated blindness,
I still had the dark knowledge I read
about but to me
it was pure philosophy and folk superstition,
practically, believes and stories magnified
as the time went by.
I still had the dark knowledge I read
about but to me
it was pure philosophy and folk superstition.
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SHINING AND SAILING SOUL
(music & lyrics by Black)
My choice was hard and troubled but right.
I left everything behind
in the name of honesty
which had moved us
from the start.
Only this way my soul
could shine within me.
Surely people laughed about it...
The last one threatened me in the third
person
but nothing could have stopped the greatness of my ego.
My soul shone with the honesty I showed.
Still now I know that Christianity is
blind
as it welcomed my threatener
in the third person shortly after my departure.
Now his threats are those of a traitor
and I don't know his place in hell
but I am happy and this is what really counts.
I am shining in the religious puzzle
surrounding me.
After all I have my peace of mind
and I don't need proofs, dogmas, icons or rituals.
I'll be waiting for the end with courage,
honesty and respect for the respectful.
Can you feel my soul shining and sailing
in the words I sing?
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AT WAR WITH SATAN
(music & lyrics by Dolan, Lant & Bray)
(VENOM cover)
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