Tytuł: 2008 Sanatorium Altrosa (Musical Therapy For Spiritual Dysfunction) Wiadomość wysłana przez: Black Bird Luty 26, 2009, 11:34:07 (http://i350.photobucket.com/albums/q428/Irothar/cover-11.jpg) 1. Consider This: The True Meaning Of Love (Instrumental) 2. Architecture II Over many years we have erected walls that even he could never penetrate. His well-trained voice is of enormous power as it's based on many years of practise and an iron will of a certain kind ... - melodiously it carries wide, pervades each space, regardless of its size. His masculinity contained within is simply undeniable in so many pleasant ways. Neither his age, advanced as it may be, nor the baldness of his head, could ever detract from the strength that still obeys and moves his aging flesh. His manhood still unbroken and impressive in so many pleasant ways. He is well aware of the looks he has and gets and knows to calculate the strong effect he has, make an impression and achieve a certain aim. This strategy works fine for him, as his tremendous sexuality, projected energy, directed with greatest skill and care, can even make his rivals joyfully obey his secret wishes ... - follow his orders with delight. Watching such an act being performed, if only from a afar, will never leave you unimpressed, even though you may be unobserved ... - he will etch his sign into your heart. He can make you come just by looking at you, it is such a rare gift ... -- and quite frightening too. 3. Shave, If You Love Me (Remix) Wax the monkey, shave the bear Jungle-creatures won't be fed in here trim the hedges, cut the trees then you'll know how affection feels Shave the monkey, wax the bear Such hairy creatures cannot stay in here Trim the hedges, and trim the tree who is there hiding in the shrubbery?! Where there's a hole there is an ace I will put a smile on your grumpy face we're fifty something, well-aged wine if you're wooden in your cask that's just fine. I'll be your garland queen of Lace the Sleeping Beauty in our maze oh, fifty something well aged win me, the wooden cask, that's fine I know you like me to watch you piss you're only waiting to be kissed you're such a beauty to behold here comes a shower and it's made of gold I'm a flower, water me let's build a castle by the sea! You're like the sun-shine, morning breeze the sun shines warm on your disease ... - such pollen makes the black birds sneeze. Who is there sitting on your back? There is no need for a sneak attack! If you're monastic to my bliss. Then I will be faithful ... like syphilis. Poor friar dreaming in his cell(s) he knows the art of tonsure well. and all the songs a blade can sing sugh is the Easter that I bring" The bells are chiming in (y)our vaults, I am the goddess that unfolds iconic beauty, as yet unseen if you're only courting the Virgin Queen. 4. La Mort D' Arthur (Instrumental) 5. Consider This: The True Meaning Of Love (Original version) tłumaczenie Consider This: The True Meaning Of Love (http://forum.soporaeternus.pl/index.php?topic=72.0) Can I trust you, mortal boy? You say, you love me - oh, sure you do - , but what exactly does this affirmation mean? I do not have the slightest notion, no idea of what you understand by "love" and other terms as worn-out such as this old song and dance, you call romance. Quite different flowers grow indeed in my small semantic garden ... - so, let us see, if your good vow is more than just some chemical imbalance. Is it worth the air you breathe, or will it be just another waste of time with you? What I call "Love, precious and true", would you refer to this as sin, or crime and all that silly crap? Now, let me put you to the test: How often have I heard these words: "I love you so much, dearest dear, that I would die for you, right now, right here!" Sure, doing this they're sitting pretty, but I say: piss on it, because this way is far too easy !!! But: do you also have the strength to be there for me till the end? Would you have courage, live for me, respect my wishes, my decree? Would you defend me against the world, fight the doctors playing God, slap your priests, if they came near, or anyone who interferes ?!? Is the version of your Love as true, that you would use all means within your power just to meet the urgent plea, that solemn, final wish for dying of a helpless her or him, who lies in pain, who's suffering, now only begging for the end ... -- is your "Love" that of a true friend? If I lay crying in my bed, waiting, no longing for the end, if I decide my time has come, would you then be that trustful one to guard this chamber, break this shell, and free me from this living hell by making sure my death is swift. Would you grant me that sacred gift ?!? Now that you've heard it, let me know: Are you then willing to let go ?!? Say: would you do all this for me, would you respect my wishes, my dignity? Because that's what LOVE means to me !!! 6. The Conqueror Worm II (Instrumental) 7. In Der Palastra (Instrumental) 8. Collision - You May Lie On Your Back, If You Want To ... Even Close Your Eyes To Sleep Sadly masculine his naked body lies beside me, stretched out on the pale sheets of my otherwise deserted bed. I do not know how he got here. I am not even sure, if I am hiding him. Trophy or lost property ... -- did I drag him to this place, slave to some dark desire, or have I merely found him here in childlike innocence and curiosity? Assuming blackness, his left nipple is now facing me ... -- the same old symbol for reality, further than ever from attraction (except, of course, for crawling things). But we're all crawling on some floor ... - you will not tease me, nevermore !!! His head now points towards the window in the west, his feet towards the door, his limbs in slight disorder after my vain attempt to move him over to a slightly different position. I fear that the disturbance of his rest has caused some liquid "correspondence" to escape his quiet, oh so human shell. What secrets do you hide in there? Leaning my face against the left side of his flesh, I place my right hand gently now upon his belly, hoping not to wake the horrors of that half-forgotten sense ... I can't believe that I do actually consider this again: I must refuse to share my bed now with carcass of a man! No vicious jokes to break the fragile little heart, this is the deeper secret of the worlds we are apart ... Is this perhaps some kind of test? Shall I have vengeance on your flesh? Now that you're dead am I supposed to inflict that sentence on your corpse? To pay you back the laughter, that never really flooded from your mouth. Would your thin lips have ever released such agony and shame on me? Scared to death by and of my own request ... -- maybe like this it's really for the best. I'll seal your carcass with a kiss ... and let you disappear... 9. Les Fleurs Du Mal (Instrumental) 10. Bitter Sweet (Instrumental) 11. Consider This: The True Meaning Of Love |