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The cold kiss of Eros
02:04
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From this place separated from my body, I can feel the creak of the sky in my chest. I can’t avoid thinking in your naked body and as consequence a bloodstain and a thousand clandestine loves left.
Desde este lugar, apartado de mi cuerpo, Puedo sentir el crujir del cielo en mi pecho. No puedo evitar pensar en tu cuerpo desnudo y por consecuencia... una mancha de sangre y mil amores clandestinos quedan.
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Zimbala
03:23
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The day shines while the tears of angels make my soul sprout, and world’s ones generate discord delivered to my bloody hands, I wish they were my screams. When the angels hug the clouds, no afflictions, they sleep peacefully, even though their throats are busted, voiceless souls that return to the earth. The plain gives you peace, the roots will cover your naked and bruised body, while the earth will consume your flesh, I wish it were my blood. Your strong presence is felt, desolate in the shadows, I feel the breeze cools my hands, but the madness ends with me, and with every breath something disappears from me, the petals surround your grave, while Satan watches and listens to me…
El día resplandece mientras las lágrimas de los ángeles hacen brotar mi alma, y las del mundo generan discordia entregada en mis manos ensangrentadas, ojalá fuesen mis gritos.
Cuando los ángeles abrazan las nubes, sin aflicciones duermen tranquilos, aunque sus gargantas estén reventadas, almas sin voz que retornan a la tierra.
La planicie te da paz, las raíces cubrirán tu cuerpo desnudo y magullado, mientras la tierra consumirá tu carne, ojalá fuese mi sangre.
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El pecado de amarte
00:32
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Black secret
03:54
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You're the key, cover of tears this heavy cloak, You're the candle, dazzles these dark nightmares, Come and don't leave me, I want to be part of you. Cool off in this rain of sorrows and keep my black secret. The lust and satanism reign our abode, Disgusting creatures are welcome, our secret begins when sorrows reigns. At midnight, when the moon witnesses cursed orgies and the nightmares that torment the mortals. Only at that moment, you can feel the pleasure of drinking our blood, The pleasure of scratching our skin and gasp. When you bite these crimson lips, you'll open this portal, sweet chants, agonizing and euphorics. Here the souls sob, close your eyes, and keep our black secret.
Tú eres la llave, cubre de lágrimas este pesado manto, tú eres la vela, encandila estas oscuras pesadillas, Acércate y no te vayas de mí, quiero ser parte de ti.
Refréscate en esta lluvia de penas y guarda mi oscuro secreto.
La lujuria y el satanismo reinan nuestra morada, criaturas repugnantes son bienvenidas, nuestro secreto comienza cuando reinan las penas, a media noche, cuando la luna es testigo de orgías malditas y de las pesadillas que atormentan a los mortales, sólo en ese momento podrás sentir el placer de beber nuestra sangre, El placer de arañar nuestra piel y jadear.
Cuando muerdas estos labios carmesíes abrirás el portal, Dulces cánticos, agónicos y eufóricos, Aquí sollozan las almas, Cierra tus ojos, y guarda nuestro oscuro secreto.
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The shadow behind death
03:25
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Though the light hid behind the mountains, your presence insists on existing, desperately Pleading for mutes words. always with your back, ignoring the world, always waiting for you, even if that’s not the right to do, always silenced, never again heard. words that try to come out of a mouth covered in dirt and worms. Habitat of faceless beings, my former queen of the plains. your presence insists on appearing, with hidden and cold expressions. always with your back, ignoring the world, always waiting for you, even if that’s not the right to do, always silenced, never again heard. Inside my head lie fleeting memories dressed in fuzzy suits, blankets and watches!!
Aunque la luz se escondió detrás de las montañas, tu presencia insiste en existir, desesperadamente, suplicando palabras mudas. siempre de espaldas, ignorando el mundo, siempre esperándote, aunque no sea lo correcto, siempre silenciado, más nunca escuchado...
Palabras que tratan de salir de una boca cubierta de tierra y gusanos.
Hábitat de seres sin rostro, mi antigua reina de las llanuras. Tu presencia insiste en aparecer, con expresiones ocultas y frías.
Dentro de mi cabeza habitan recuerdos fugaces vestidos con difusos trajes, mantas y relojes.
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Alluring Temuco, Chile
Proyecto en solitario de Atmospheric/ Symphonic Black metal.
Música con tintes de erotismo y memorias tristes.
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