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Shipwrecked in Oslo
Live - 1 gennaio 2006 - Debaser id 741441

di Arcturus

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Ad Absurdum ()
Arcturus • Shipwrecked in Oslo
This dead orchestra
play on instruments
strung with the fibres
of my mind

And skeletons dance
they have no voice
and no complaint

But I am still flesh
and will not serve
you vampire fools
bringing you life
by invoking dead

I'm tired of telling stories
with this ghostvoice of mine
so you can say you don't
believe in ghosts

You drink me animal
wasted on my madness
leaving me blank and empty

But tonight
I'm Houdini
Gonna kill my shadow
penetrate your sanctum

See your loss
through your eyes
and laugh as two
you not knowing why
and wanting to die
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Nightmare Heaven ()
Arcturus • Shipwrecked in Oslo
The subjects of sleep
Their faces once awake
on sodomy and death
and smoke and laughter
their feet no longer
underground

The snow hides the traces
never set in a first place

This negative kingdom
hey horrible and white
the angels all stone
passing their years
hoping to be saved
from oblivion
...by oblivion

And the miracle is that
nothing has happened
nothing has a history
or a name

Only the voice
of falling snow
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Shipwrecked Frontier Pioneer ()
Arcturus • Shipwrecked in Oslo
Mechanical shutdown due to reactorcore meltdown
And outdated parts collapsed and discharged
Autopilot on emergency power from
Random fuel devoured
Red alert sirens sighing
Rusty pipelines dying
Empty hull shatter into cold dark matter
Unknownspacepioneer the end draws near
What once was acrobatically flying
Is now burnt out and dying
Now that I am shipwrecked
A piece of shit falling
Through space and time
Moaning oh why oh why did not I
Just stop in time
Knowing the answer I am dirty as a cancer
Once a virus like me is set free
Old grim flashes his grin
And violently introduces
A shortcut for loosers
Drop all illusions as I pop the next fuse in confusion
Transvesting the mind evolving past mankind
Unknownspaceadorer toxicwasteexplorer
Lost in free will time stand still
Full front on
Drifting here in the outer rim
As a piece of spacejunk
No valuables within
A scraphead of sin
Too much acid in these batteries
Leaking out its filthy grease
Disband all current settings to standard default
Fall and arise you diamond of lies
You know what is wise
Fire or ice
That's when I find
Hyperspace-central-divine
A pitstopmaintenance hall for the mind
Satanic protectors of my kind
I shop some new parts
Re plugged and charged
I head towards the stars
Knowing that this trip
Will be my last slip
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Alone ()
Arcturus • Shipwrecked in Oslo
[Poem by Edgar Allan Poe]

From childhood's hour I have not been
As others were - I have not seen
As others saw - I could not bring
My passions from a common spring
From the same source I have not taken
My sorrow; I could not awaken
My heart to joy at the same tone;
And all I lov'd, I lov'd alone
Then - in my childhood - in the dawn
Of a most stormy life - was drawn
From ev'ry depth of good and ill
The mystery which binds me still:
From the torrent, or the fountain,
From the red cliff of the mountain
From the sun that 'round me roll'd
In it's autumn tint of gold -
From the lighting in the sky
As it pass'd me flying by -
From the thunder and the storm,
And the cloud that look the form
(When the rest of Heaven was blue)
Of a demon in my view.
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Deception Genesis ()
Arcturus • Shipwrecked in Oslo
Unfortunate the hoax
that you are not immune
For if beauty was hurt
Like children naked and misused
We would aspire towards
States of disturbed emotions
And never need to mirror off
Like shadows of a greater joy
While moralist angels repare
Their heavenly cocktail lounge

In darker institutions
They are beyond discipline
And repentance is no option

But do not despair
I know of an exit
Destruction thinkers travel
The other way around
Where directions are none
And the ground is gone
Such treacherous gates to enter
Even bigger doubts inside
Doors shut from the outsid
And you hear the sound
Of someone walking away

You just disappeared
In a backsweep
Of darkness and stars
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Painting My Horror ()
Arcturus • Shipwrecked in Oslo
It was a dark night, I couldn't see;
And senses were unbound in ESP

When in dream awake,
I'd paint,
Subconcious, the expanse I saw

The portal to the minds eye, open!
- I contemplated
Who it was that pulled the strings

O those things I saw in dreadful masquerade
Of stark madness went merry round with my head

I passed out, embraced their world
Savoured the poetry of revolt -
Sheer elegy of menace

I have not been the same since,
I took on the profession of a devil
The world I see in grotesque light
Evil perform with the gestures of a clown

Pure I live in blasphemy
Mephisto I am hidden in Madonnas gown
From the code of common sense I'm free
To(o) bad you're not here to partake my strange horror

'Cause here is where or weys will part
I will not exchange their power,
spring of my suffering
I do not envy the conscience pure
of the blind man in his bliss world
I would not be devoid the fruit of guile
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Master of Disguise ()
Arcturus • Shipwrecked in Oslo
("No! this face is only a mask, a wicked ornament,
illuminated by an exquisite grimace,
Look and see, atrociously contorted,
The real head, and the sincere face
Turned back under the shadow of the face which lies"
Charles Baudelaire)

He is profanity in sanctity's guise
An alias assumed I do realize
In their eyes, his cause -
when enticing and cunning in impact
is still a criminal and evil act

So look for him vainly,
He, the incarnation of magickal nature
He turns unrecognizable even to the experienced eye

You obsessively pursue him
Failing to see, hat was why he came to be
one who annihilates with such impunity

He appears your friend, but
the Saint hides many Satans
He's contemptuous, you know
of your Godgiven stupidities
He calls you in question with
affected modesty and create
of you an object of derision

You think him to be pariah
whom company does exclude
But in the midst of all frenzy
He is - feasting in a transitory mood

Passion is a strict lord
He is also its humble slave
When bereft of common ways,
He strides before you on water
He makes clowns of kings,
charm the guests, rides the ball
Is the master of disguise

Prince of the thousandfold face
the charming jester's smile
which invites reason to demise
and imaginations rise
Inscrutable yes, venting his spleen
Somewhere night and day between
Is the master of disguise
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White Noise Monster ()
Arcturus • Shipwrecked in Oslo
Crowded mind working overtime in a shrinking stinking home a
Presence arrives just out of sight
Hides in the maze collects all mistakes
White noise withering weeds of deeds
Worshipping with filth in the temple of guilt
Filing its womb with pleasure and doom
Monstrous urban paranoia sweeping over my mine-field mind
Trigging random horrors cause and effect is a bittersweet sect
And I am priest of loons and carrier of wounds a battle fatigued
Random seed
Placed on this earth and fucked up from birth
Who gives a flying shit anyway
In a room without view I cold-sweat and drew
My theories of everything and anything would do
Reading the mind of mankind's deamon
Pushing the line forward all the time
A deep-space satellite on light-speed depressed
Torn and obsessed by a lifetime of jests
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Raudt Og Svart ()
Arcturus • Shipwrecked in Oslo
Deira dagar har m?rkna
Moder jord meld sitt fraafall
Men sverdet har gaat vidare
Til ein ny b?rar

Me er einsomme menn
Me b?r fenresulvens muspell
Skoll skal sluka sola

Me er djerve menn

Sola svartner
Der fjellvegg ramlar
Naa gjestar sorgen
Paa livets tre (Yggdrasil)

For byleits bror farar
Kva er det ikkje Kampfar klaren?

[English translation:]

[Red And Black]

The days have darkened
Mother earth announces her death
While the sword has moved on
To a new bearer

We are lonesome men
We bear the wolf-Fenris Muspell
Skoll shall swallow the sun

We are brave men

Sun blackens
Where mountain's walls collapse
Now guest the sorrow
On the life's tree (Yggdrasill)

For Byleit's brother travels
What is it that the Warfather can't do?
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