All Songs Written By SAMAEL Except * By Alice Cooper
Produced By Waldemar Sorychta & Xy
Engineered & Mixed By Waldemar Sorychta & Siggi Bemm
Recorded & Mixed At Woodhouse Studio, Hagen
(p)&(c) 1995 CENTURY MEDIA Records
LYRICA:
Rebellion
Two alone ina sack of skin, playing the role of slave master of war, that is my lot. Separated but still united, bound to emptiness, bound to flesh, That is my hell. Penitent rebel, riding the ether or grovelling in the mud, I know how little is the value of that which has a price. Rebellion! Instinct is not the path of man. Rebellion! Renunctiation is not the divine way. Two alone in a sack of skin, playing the role of slave master of war, that is my lot. Separated but still united , bound to emptiness, bound to flesh. Captured and tortured, I don't want this, I want to leave. How can one go when one has already arrived? Flight is an illusion, and even triumph is bitter when only the battle is counted.I know how little is the value of that which has a price. Rebellion! Instinct is not the path of man. Rebellion! Renunctiation is not the divine way. REBELLION!
After the Sepulture
Nothing ever stops, everything starts again, the end and the beginning are eternal lovers. Prisoners of our bodies, from the cot to the grave, impotent puppets, we aspire to the light. The sun will turn in black, you will see the dark...After the Sepulture. Grams of their brother's cries, spirit lastly free oneself, like raise the incense smoke, and the funeral orations. Here time is unreal, hours and minutes are meaningless, here eternity has a name, remorse and penitence. The sun will turn in black, you will see the dark...After the Sepulture. Life is just an illusion, going around and around.
I Love The Dead
I love the dead before they're cold, Their blueing flesh for me to hold. Cadaver eyes upon me see nothing. I love the dead before they rise, No farewells, no goodbyes. I never even knew your now-rotting face. While friends and lovers mourn your silly grave. I have other uses for you, Darling.
I, I love the dead, I, I love the dead, I, I love the dead.
I love the dead before they're cold, Their blueing flesh for me to hold. Cadaver eyes upon me see nothing.
Static Journey/Secret track (english version)English translation by Andre Pinheiro)
We are from the force, and the light
We are from the force, and the light
- I'm just flesh and blood
Our present is your future
- There is no future
We have time, we give hope
- There is no hope...
You are the question whose answer we have
- There is no hope
- There is no future
- I'm just flesh and blood
You are the question whose answer we have
- There is no hope
We give hope, we have time
Our present is your future
- I'm just flesh and blood
We are from the force, and the light