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janeiro 18, 2005

Tiamat "Divided" & "For Her Pleasure"




The marriage has gone to my head
The wedding trumpets are dead
Replaced by a static noise
So loud that I can't hear my own voice
Will those signs lead me out of here
Well, just take me somwhere
To the planes where angels sing
Trough the chime and the clattering

For what it's worth the truth might hurt you
There is a little you can do
When shadows fall I will desert you
Then that's what you will do

For what it's worth the truth might hurt you
And with a tear of morning dew...
My temples born anew

Lead me inside
Lead me inside
Lead me inside out of the cold
Let me inside
Feel me inside
When the seed is sown
Our love's dead by dawn

And as the day begins
The sun is soothing my skin
And I am divided
I am divided
For love

I have to say
That all of this time
I waited for someone like you
Your are my dream
Your are my dream
Your are my dream

Tiamat "Divided"





erase the pictures from my mind
eliminate the presence of your kind
unloose the strings of instinct laws
just to fall into some other jaws

in pounding afternoon i rise
for the pleasure of dying twice
a wingcut angels in decline
breathe my air and i`ll be fine

put your teeth in me
carve your name in me
i don`t care if there is something
that i`m blind to see

invite yourself and feel free
to pick up splinter of debris
it`s in your sys.ex
subdues all that`s delusive

initially this lie i`d recoil
but again i crawl this dirty soil
of all possessions i did treasure
this one`s strictly for her pleasure

Tiamat "For Her Pleasure"
Não consigo parar de ouvir esta banda ...




Um muito obrigado a todos os que fizeram com que o contador do Nocturna atingisse este número tão redondinho... Um bem haja para todos vós!