Cadaveria - Irreverent Elegy Lyrics
My life is made of emotions,passions and horrors, 'cause when you trulylive you can even fall into deep painMy bed is made of small fresh leaves,moving slowly like a requiemMy temple is made of dark gloomy trees,coming loose along a black oval pathMy chant is a desperate and irreverent elegy,composed in honour of those who have no reserve and fearHordes of maleficent and false sins come back upon me.Shall I ever let my mind wander over the sad effectthis filthy disease causes to my limbs and to my heart?I believe the persistence of the thin line of hope is worth this effortI believe its benefice can reach the intensityof full and perpetual delightNothing is true, all is allowedIn every dramatic situation there isa subtended element of absurdity and humorEvery dogma contains something unhealthy and corrosiveOur identities change every day with our memoriesWe are not always what we really are, 'cause we reinvent ourselvesWe change our skin and consistenceAnd we lie with innocence, trusting our memory.
