In My Dungeon! by Kataxu
In My Dungeon! lyrics
Rushing through dense forests of mountains and dells
The rustling robes, and the hair made of wild waves of
air
A stoney palm, with a dreadful beauty,
Clenches sharpening the shine of the orbits.
Stimulated by thousands of fiery swamps, I feel the
rhythym of the pulsating earth.
Tongues rising up to the heavens - pulsating veins in
rocky fissures.
The flowers of scarlet, forming a mist
... the forging gleam of the aurora australis
... the winds of the Gods is within me!
Ingenuous thoughts; lead me!
I walk on the path of instinct - I grow with no
impediment for future epochs.
Nothing will stop my everlasting roam
The winged praxis towards millions of gates
I, the wind of the ancient world, create an alien touch
amongst the two lights -
The key to the immortal fog, and the encoded strength.
"The mystery of blood - lies in us, children of the
noble race..."
"I, the wind! Recollecting the times of the shining
Atlantis..."
...Many are already uncovered, and the road is thawed
through the sunset in the West, but I dare to reach the
unimaginable!
The bourne is grand - through an abstract psyche, here
is my frantic art
I, the wind of time - create a dimension of
undestructable thoughts
The word 'keys' became firmer than the one forged into
stone.
Welcome to my rooted hemisphere of fire.
I scatter the remains of the rouge layers
I sharpen my instinct - and my feelings pierce through
the barriers (behind the cosmos)
Upon the rocks of the mountainous hemorrhages
A symphony of the priest's dance
... Hate bursts out from the lips
The crowns of the surrounding trees give notice - the
dances in leafy robes shine
... in my hemisphere of fire
Here is the only moment where the shine of dawn is
rotten for the eyes.
Here is my victory, the birth amongst chaos.
You try to find me on your palm, wandering through the
mountains, but your life lines are laid down in fear.
I melt your tears, and your unwanted feelings
In the line of cold hearts - like the spearhead of the
One-Eyed God!
Proficient and cunning in movement with the stars; I
treat my victim with neglect. I long to strangle (it)
with poetry, from within the deep blossoms.
Here is the mad climax and the screaming rhythm when I
melt the precious orbits
... an empty gift of life
... in my dungeon!
My thoughts organised with a possessed laugh
The explosions of the hating pulse - let them lead me
through this hemisphere of fire
I curse you, to burn in a fiery sacrifice!
... in my dungeon!
The Northern course intensifies my strength
Ascending the aurora australis - I douse my hands into
the lakes of stars
The mountainous swamps call - through the embers of
sheared heads.
Here is my homage to the mountainous blossoms - the
ancient earth remembers
Here is the rocky beginning - in the hands of the
elements
The hidden word - "keys" - within the human psyche.
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