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tristis terminus - the witch is dead - tristis terminus / opus funebre lyrics

deafened in this decadent world
i tried to believe that one day peace would be real
automaton in my consciousness
i got an obvious evidence that peace is ephemeral

in an incommensurable crisis
i feel morbid spasms
when i realized that is changeless this our decay
thirsty for to judge to guilt
who will shout the torturous cry
when misfortune is present?
the witch is dead
and it’s useless to seek answers
in unresponsive realities
no more people left for you to blame on
at the twilight of your uncertainties
the tragic augury, the woes of harvests

hateful of this fetid existence
i live a frenzy psychasthenia
by seeing the human tragedy
in all its misery and decay
rotting beings who still return
to their nefarious ancestor insignificance

i feel an inexpressible disgust
of your hypocrisy consistent
with the dismal old idols
propagators of reality inert
the witch is dead
and it’s useless to seek answers
in unresponsive realities
to which gods will you appeal
when not done by actions
the correction of yours mistakes?
you live the fool giddy addiction
of trying to procrastinate
in vain the lurid peace
which you cannot escape
together in this l-st of incest
in this funereal slow step
you already start to demonstrate
the elements of time
the witch is dead
and it’s useless to seek answers
in unresponsive realities

the witch is dead
and it’s useless to seek answers
in unresponsive realities
no more people left for you to blame on
at the twilight of your uncertainties
the tragic augury, the woes of harvests

este olhar que carrego profundo e frio
faz parte de um rosto de sofrimento tortuoso e doentio
do ar da solidão eterna no qual se esvai a vida
de amor à ilusão, da esperança a desesperança
resta-me apenas a ruína do tempo
a trazer-me a debilidade física
enquanto a minha alma suc-mbe
à espera de uma alcova fria

just like part of this promiscuous and sad world
i feel maintained each anguish in me
instead of me, there are others to cry in my place
the sadness of cold days that end

i untie me from this horrible
and agonizing substance called life
by viewing the evening
shadows cover the day

before you see unfortunate
by these invisible beliefs
of indefinable realities
the memory fades with time
as well as this empty existence
even if you do not believe thou
you will see yourself die, and also everything you love
and this is the only certainty you cannot discourse

- tristis terminus opus funebre lyrics

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