Catharsis in darkness When you can't seem to feel a thing The absence that haunts you Won't hurt much longer Catharsis in darkness When you can't seem to feel a thing The absence that haunts you Won't hurt much longer This feeling's getting a bit harder to control A place to feel completed or a place to be alone? The rhythm of rebellion from the rattle in your bones A sonic liberation, salvation in your headphones Darkest disguise Leave it at the door Bright lights divine (Leave your body on the floor) Catharsis in darkness When you can't seem to feel a thing The absence that haunts you Won't hurt much longer Stand in the shadows, entertaining the unknown The words I always needed like I wrote them on my own I sing for absolution, for the cleansing of my soul Narcotic is the beating of our hearts to the tempo Holding through time Leave it at the door Bright lights divine (Leave your body on the floor) Catharsis in darkness When you can't seem to feel a thing The absence that haunts you Won't hurt much longer Catharsis in darkness When you can't seem to feel a thing The darkness that haunts you Catharsis in darkness A place to feel the words we sing The absence that haunts you Won't hurt much longer

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]

En moi, battent de l'aile, eternelles colombes, Les blancs desirs du calme ou dorment les defunts. [Paul valery, from"cimetiere" approx.1890] [R.m.: guitar, bass, keys+m.c.: drums] Tears of may... How much i have cried for you, my love But you stand-up, While i fall on my knees... Yesterday, i killed myself: I couldn't just go on with this. The tears of june at least I won't cry anymore... [Mia martini]