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album  : Redemption Process
groupe : Anorexia Nervosa
sortie   : 2004

+ paroles Anorexia Nervosa

01- The Shining
02- Antinferno
03- Sister September
03- Worship Manifesto
05- Codex-Veritas
06- An Amen
07- The Sacrament
08- Les Tzars

The Shining

I just cannot cope with it anymore
Something is missing
My old faith is dead
I know you want some more force-fed hatred
And I'm gonna fill you up with a kiss

I found my redemption
I'm OD'd and there is no more entertainment
And now the scene is so utterly dead

I failed
You won
My sin was pride
Excuse me my friends
I have to cast all aside

I have to clean up
Face the serpent's eyes
My life has been so fuckin deadly fake
Guess it is a fine day to bow out with grace
And at least angels are fading away

Suicide religion
"And I hate myself, you know I hate you all"
Some time ago I'd have to write this down
Guess we know it all along

The light was shining in darkness
And darkness couldn't seize it
The light is shut in darkness
It's the shining
The shining

Je ne suis pas des vôtres
Et ce monde n'est pas mien

Reste l'ennui, reste l'orage
Reste la fraîcheur du soir
Et le droit éternel de rester immobile
Dans le temps suspendu

I don't want to hold this cross anymore
I'm bored to death
I'm abused and confused
And I guess that's how you want me to feel
Shall save my soul and leave it all behind

Antinferno

In the very last days of judgement
I shall spread my spirit
Upon every flesh
Your sons and your daughters
They shall be prophets
And on this day it shall be done
Yes, upon my servants
I shall spread my spirit
And on this day they shall inherit

For the first time you have to make a choice
Would you look down
Or look to the stars
To the ocean and far beyond
To the earth that is to erupt
To the red sky, to the storm
To the people who must die now ?

A new cross rises on the hills of Jerusalem
Held by the arms of a stronger Christ

Now this is the very beginning of the end
Now lies have to be broken
Yes, cursed be betrayers
For they shall be left behind
And on this day grace shall be redefined

For the first time you have to make a choice
Would you look down
Or look to the stars
To the ocean and far beyond
To the earth that is to erupt
To the red sky, to the storm
To the people who must die now ?

Everyone of us must know
That we are the very last ones
Martyrs and legends
Of a future New Testament

Cum aliquando vesperi
Atris nubilibus
Caelum cingitur
Cum auditur supra
Fulmen tonare
Statimque exstingui
Sile, genua pone !
Vae tibi
Cum venatores
Aestu vesperis
Exsistunt !
Vae audaci
Qui nos in sublime
Adspicere vult !

Now look at me if you dare
It's so bright that it is blinding
A new cross rises on the hills of Jerusalem

Now that all of your nations
Are burned to the ground
Now that the words have no meanings
Experience the last sacrament
Be warm or be forgotten
Yes, upon the faithfuls
I shall spread my spirit
And on this day they shall inherit

A new cross rises on the hills of Jerusalem
Held by the arms of a stronger Christ

Sister September

One deceiver
Among millions of others
One look
And you lover forever
One word
And you're the one to blame
Tell me
Who could live with this shame ?

Something seems to be dead here
Undergo deconstruction
The symmetry of fear
Strange lack of seduction
My sister remember

Sister September

An inner war is to come
Still he doesn't want to succumb
An ineffable loss of trust
One story
Turning into diamond dust

Something seems to be dead here
Undergo deconstruction
The symmetry of fear
Strange lack of seduction
My sister remember

It's obviously beyond his power
All certainties move towards their end
One question
And so many answers
Where's the crown he once transcend ?

Sister September
Where are the dreams you've stuck in me ?
Sister remember
I shall never, never forget the name of your devotee

A moment of beauty
Still it remains only a memory
A stunning artefact of the past
The one, the true, the last

Do I have to die under this autumnal sun ?
Did I have to trust you ?
Truly and madly and blindly
And what did I get in return ?

Sister September
Shall never forget the name of your devotee
Where are the dreams you have stuck in me ?
An eternity of torture to me
Such a lot of pain…

Worship Manifesto

So on my head the light is one
Unity manifest
A star more splendid than the sun
Burns for my crowned crest
Burns as the murmuring orison
Of waters in the west

Still on the mystic tree of life
My soul is crucified
Still strikes the sacrificial knife
Where lurks some serpent-eyed
Fear, passion, or man’s deadly wife
Desire the suicide !

I hold my cross among you lambs
Seven mortal wounds for my vanity
Stigmata of your mockery
I Shall be the last you’ll ever see
There ain’t no life
There ain’t no eden
Proud ignorance
Here lies the storm

Now forget about love and fight
Only believe in beauty
And might
For the beauty of this final act is
Love under will

Ici commence la nuit noire de l’âme
Ici s’accomplissent par le feu
Les oeuvres de l’éternelle lumière

Ici commence la nuit noire de l’âme
Ange de glace désertant l’enfer
Mon corps est un dernier chemin de croix
Ici commence la nuit noire de l’âme
Allonge-toi, ô ma mère
Et vois ce qu’est devenue
Entre mes mains ta foi
Ici commence la nuit noire de l’âme
Abîme alentour et silence de mort
Cadavre écorché que lave
L’affreux silence de ton corps

There ain’t no life
There ain’t no eden
Proud ignorance
The storm lies under your feet
Get on your knees
And repent now
Swear on the cross
And implore me

I stand above the tides of time
And elemental strife
My figure stands above, sublime
Shadowing the Key of Life

Fear, passion, or man’s deadly wife
Desire the suicide !

Codex-Veritas

INCARNATION I:

Learn to admit the Machine's emanations
Act of initiatory chivalry
Learn to see the dramas in the sky
Act of terrestrial abnegation

You are not one of them
Not the same breed
You always felt out of place
Join your true scene
You want blood, not peace
You want shouts you want tears
Not wisdom
Some Divine in their afflictions

INCARNATION II:

Learn to stand apart from all profane dogmas
Act of final mind revolution
Learn to not care about their punishments
Act of war and liberation

You are not one of them
Not the same breed
You always felt out of place
Join your true scene
You want fire, you burn
Want the Great, not minor
The Absolute
Black and Blue
The forever storm

HARANGUE:

Gloria Victis!
Fatum nostrum universiis majus

LIFECODE:

Cleanliness and order in your modus operandi
Achievement of the Great Work
Obedience, silently

Vois la splendeur vermeille et la triomphante beauté
Et n'oublie jamais où se terre l'écarlate vérité

Acceptance of doing things
That are beyond your nature
Formal assurance that you are acting right

Whatever happens remember
That they could have no power at all
No power at all against you

An Amen

This is the creation of your world
Pain of endless days with you
Torture of neverending nights, without God
All my idols are dead
No one risks living anymore

Come crashing in
Into my fake glory
Sick as your gods in the desert of skies
No one knows
No one cares
Hellish boredom
Nobody dares

Dead
All my heroes are dead
Never wanted this to happen
Never wanted to live in there
Just between the ant-hill and the opium-den

There’s nothing for us out there
Innocence is lost
Speed up the fall and say Amen
There is death for the dogs

Destin rongé par le remord
Un sacerdoce gravé dans mon corps

Can’t stop looking back
All my dreams are drowned
Days always pitch-black
Your Christ is crowned
Void’s little helper addicted to wounds
Ran helter-skelter and hit the ground

And I wanted you hot
I wanted you so cold
But because you’re half-hearted
I’ll spit you out my tired mouth

Our existence is doomed
There’s nothing for us out there
Speed up the fall
Say Amen

Dies Irae, dies illa
Solvet saeclum in favilla

Errance rituelle, prison de l’âme
Les heures percent mon coeur, autant de lames

Just a drop of social desillusion
And the army retreats in confusion
Forgive me for I don’t wanna face the facts
I’m selfish and fearful and counterattacked

The Sacrament

It is coming
My last day
Sinner and saint
Innocent way

I don't know why
Don't know how
Passion is gone
The breath of life had a seizure
Do you know the name of the redeemer ?

May the almighty God have mercy on you
In the name of the Father…
And forgiving your sins, bring you to life everlasting
…And of the Son and of the Holy Ghost
Amen

So keep talking
The cheaters won
Life goes on
In deep depression

I don't know why
Don't know how
Passion is gone
So keep going down in my lover's arms
For I was wrong
For I was wrong

We're all waiting for this masquerade to end
And nothing happens
No tears required
Just some dead meat between your thighs

Les Tzars
[ reprise d'Indochine ]
Dans une maison close
on les retrouve chacun dans leur chambre
comme des fauves.
Un secrétaire d'état, une eurasienne,
les cosaques attaquent Natacha !
Le vice-consul préfère les coups de fouet
une bûddha affaire qui va éclater
mais qui a fait tuer Léon Trotsky ?
Les yankees s'amusent à Varsovie
elle en veut aux tzars...

Et 1 et 3 et 4 au placard !
Un 5 à 7 en haleine pour mémoire !
ouh ! wah ! ouh ! wah ! ouh ! wah ! oh la la !
et che et che et che guevara !
"et caetera"

Les tyrans et leurs femmes ne sortent plus
sans un garde du corps
qui témoigne
les tzars ont l'habitude des marées noires
et la solitude d'un guépard
Louis la Voyelle préfère les bottes en cuir
ça lui rappelle quelquefois son empire;
et aussi l'ambassadeur du Japon
et ses mauvaises fréquentations
La Révolution !

Et 1 et 3 et 4 au placard !
Un 5 à 7 en haleine pour mémoire !
mais qu'ils nous foutent la paix !
mais qu'ils nous foutent la paix pour toujours ! pour toujours !

Le vice-consul préfère les coups de fouet
une bûddha affaire qui va éclater
bande à part ils ont fait des pays maudits où même les chats ne
sont plus polis
ils ont tous la peur d'une révolution ou d'un camp de rééducation
Une révolution ! des révolutions !

Une étoile rouge apparaît dans le train
c'est la chinoise qui sourit pour mémoire,
elle a pris les armes face à son déclin
elle en veut aux tzars !

Et 1 et 3 et 4 au placard !
Un 5 à 7 en haleine pour mémoire !
ouh ! wah ! ouh ! wah ! ouh ! wah ! oh la la !
et che et che et che guevara !
mais qu'ils nous foutent la paix !
mais qu'ils nous foutent la paix pour toujours !
et bons baisers de partout !
et bons baisers de partout ! de partout !
de partout !