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album  : IX Equilibrium
groupe : Emperor
sortie   : 1999

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01- Curse You All Men
02- Decrystallizing Reason
03- An Elegy Of Icaros
04- The Source Of Icon E
05- Sworn
06- Nonus Aequilibrium
07- The Warriors Of Modern Death
08- Of Blindness & Subsequent Seers

Curse You All Men

Curse you all men
Who's coil is strong
I recognise the sparrows heart
Beneath the theatre of misery
Disbelivers shalt by dawn
Be forced
To forever mourn

Curse you all men
That resent my empire
Cause I have risen again
At war this time
The truth I speak
Is your decease
My word is your defeat

And thou shalt not
Be able to hide anymore
The prophecy will
Conquer at last
Your sense of reality
With mission to kill
The theatre of misery

He has risen again
Armed with the source of sin
And as humans shalt fade
He shalt inherit their strength
Men of the damned;
Your will reluctantly
Secure His eternal victory

Yes, you are indeed the few;
I am the one.

Decrystallizing Reason


Reason
This demigod
Unto which you cluster
Sacrilege
You sacrifive the purity
Of the air beneath your wings
A slow and painful ritual
To burn the youth you lost

Demigod
Blasphemers walk among your flock

Despite your blindfold
Proudly you carry the stone on your back
Disillusioned
You plant your feet safely to the ground

Demigod
Blasphemers walk among your flock

As the stone
You have become

Not once did you cry
For the lost ones of your world
Your care is limited
To this demigod
Onto which you cluster

Reason
Decrystallize me
Demigod
I do blaspheme

The fallen you condemn
Your heart even free of hate
Yet, scared todeath by their disbelief
To ordinary common sense

And with autumn closing in
Forcing life away
No mercy wil impale your sin
Dead are your tears

An Elegy Of Icaros

Icaros, I dare you
For I possess the wings of faith
Though, heavy on my shoulders
(No measurement can prove their weight)
Still, a burden are they not to me
I am the challenger of gravity

The fear is not the fate I seek
My destiny will build upon
The mighty turbulence beyond
If I fall I will rise again

Some of envy
Some of fear
Asmonish by the graves of those who fell
Praise the fool that pure of heart
Leaps off your finger
Into grace

Icaros, your voice once melted
Into the choir of the fallen ones
I have heard, I have seen
The purity of their song

Icaros
Your fate embrace
A manifold of angels
I summon thee
From shattered graves
And call upon the wind
Recieve my bow of reverence
Then spread your wings
And fly into oblivion

The Source Of Icon E

The land was created
In the name of the chosen
And the waves thrown
For men to see
The one who made men
To be
Prevailed from the source
Of Icon E

The waves of fury
Prevailed from the source
Of Icon E
Were mine to be
Ordered to destroy and bury
No remorse!

The destiny of the wave
Was not to be found
Nor was I travelling
The deadly sea alone
The sun never rose
And my rose
Was not to be

For what purpose
I gave my return
Is stil standing alone
And as the raven dropped
A feather on me
I was again to be
The chosen one...

Sworn

Four eyes as two in one
The forward circular view
That never ends
An orbital voyage
Throughout the endless sphere of all
Where time is lost and everything transcends

A graceful presence
At stolen time

As ghosts to the world
Ghosts to the world

For ice, outside, are we apart
As cold and eerie mist to the hand
Ever floating on its course
Towards the heights of shadowland

Thus appear the truly sworn

To be seen
To be feared
Yet, not to be reached

Four eyes as two in one
Thus appear the truly sworn
As ghosts to the world
Thus appear the truly sworn
For ice outside, are we apart
Thus appear the truly sworn
Cold and eerie mist. Burning
Thus appear the truly sworn

A graceful presence
At stolen time

Thus appear the truly sworn

Nonus Aequilibrium

Hark
For I speak of purity

I am unconquerable
In my worship
I am invincible
On my crusade
However hard the strikes may be
However deep the wounds
This blood immortal
Bleeds for thee

In every breath I hear
The silent whisper of your name
In every harmony
In every thought
You make my water into wine
Remember
I am ever thine

Blessed was I with the consecration
To indomitable dedication

Two bound as one
In a trinity
Where I comprise
Infinite forms of unity

In unity reborn
To a state
Where all past burdens
No longer shall be worn

I pledge to perfection
No compromise can touch my woe
Nor questions reach my faith
In immortality

In the name of
Nonus Aequilibrium
I am thine
IX times IX...

The Warriors Of Modern Death

All raised
To be men
Given image and path
Supreme
Idolised warriors
Bright steel
Burning rage
Never too late to try
Stand tall
Never plead
Live and let die

I see the spirit
Of those ancestors
And reconsider the faith
A primitive sword
Can not win my war
Cold fury
Flaring eyes
Calculated verbal gun
My pride
Justified
Spiritual steel shines bright
Beyond the sun

The pride of the warrior
Is far from dead
The colours of death
Are still black and red
Though modernised
Blood wil be shed

Of Blindness & Subsequent Seers

Ever behind me
Rise a shadow
Taller than I
Yet, with a certain resemblance

How many times
Do I have to contemplate my own reflection
And say; I have been blind ?

I have been blind
Yet, I saw the search and dreams
Of my rejection
Walking behind me

Every time
I am bound to have been granted
The gift of better sight

But my anxiety
Built one more brick
Fearing again
To choose the wrong step

Vaguely I remember
The blurred eyes
Of someone small
These strangers often come as blind
A troubled mind
I left behind

Yet, was it I
Of my shadow
Walking in the past ?