. Nex Monumentum - Funebrarum

I kissed Pilato's Hands and touched the Nails in Jesus'ones Making the Favorite Jewels of my Wife with His collapsed Eyes In the Pure Waters of Baptism, I have baths of Iconoclast Youth On the Humilated Cross of Christ, I hang on the Ghosts of Moral Slaveries Two Thousand Years and I realised Vatican's foundations Rise-up on Earth Entrails Two Thousand Years and I realised Vatican's columns Are full of Reptiles drenched with Wasted Prayers My Flight is now Nocturne, Unsoiled by Celestial Trinities Your Beloved God, my once Unrequested Shelter I saw him drowning in my Excrements, In the Dim Light of a no-Consolation Oracle I won't be Chained to you Forever I Won't be Victim of my Human Desire My Flesh not praying for Mercy anymore, and my Soul has gone Leaving a Black Web on its Place... ...a black Web Devouring the Once deposed Egg Gift of an eighteen years Soul Trascendence I, the Delivered Treasure I, Field of Misery I, Enfeebled Cobweb I, the Mirror Phobic, the Neo-Phobic I, Marbre Noir I, Shadow of Myself I, Tragoedia [Lyric: R.M./A.Z.] [A.Z.: vox+F.N.: Choir+R.M.: Guitar, bass, keys+M.C.: drums]

(Boredom) I Feel this Dazed by the NOTHING which Is Surrounding me that, IF I went Mad In this VERY moment, my Own Insanity Wouldn't be but, an ETERNAL sitting down My EYES Astounded, my MOUTH's opened My HANDS hidden, between my knees Neither Laughing nor Weeping Nor EVEN Moving, if not on Compulsion From the Place where I'd be. I have no more VIGOUR To Conceive any WISH, not even a Deadly one And not because I FEAR death, but 'cos I NO LONGER see Any difference between DEATH and this LIFE of mine Where NOBODY comes to Relieve me Not EVEN the Sorrow. This is the First time that TEDIUM not only Tires And weighs Down on me, it's also Worrying And Tearing me, just like the STRONGEST of Pains. I've got so Frightened by the VANITY of things And the Condition of Mankind - Death of every Passion - As they're ALL DEAD, in My Heart That I'm going Insane, thinking that my DESPAIR itself Isn't BUT NOTHING Farewell (Lyric: a free interpretation & translation from) ("Sulla Noia e la Disperazione" by Giacomo Leopardi 1819) (A.Z.: vox+R.M.: guitar, bass, keys, screams+M.C.: drums, screams)