Cover di The Butterfly Effect

The Butterfly Effect
Album - 13 settembre 1999 - Debaser id 22433

di Moonspell

I'm only real -
at Places I cannot be

My right Hand rebels
and chops off the Left
(The) hairy Ape walks into Stage
He tries to stay erect

The One who never slept
in Order to be perfected
The Arrogance of their Hands
The joy of the Regret

Soulsick
Good at things I never did

Soulsick - but skin deep
Tense, frantic - but relieved

Soulsick - but skin deep
Tense, frantic - but believed

I'm only real - at Places I cannot be

Dead liquid vigilant
Implanted into my Sleep

The One who never slept
The One, who stays erect
The One who is profound
The One - I do reject

Soulsick, but Skin deep
Tense, frantic - but relieved
Soulsick, but skin deep
Tense, frantic - but believed

Soulsick
Good at things I never did

I'm only real at Places I cannot be

Soulsick - but skin deep
I'm not real, just believed in

Soulsick, but Skin deep
Not real - just believe it
Il tuo voto:
When I move
You move with me
I feed off you
You feast on me

And what I see
You can not see
That when I move
You move with me

Where's this small
dead hand that creeps me
I am biting it to its very bone
Collapsing with everything new on me
until it gets so very old

And what I see
You can not see
That when I move
You move with me

There is this third body
spinning fast
reducing me
into a relapse
with its crippled flaps
slow motion dims
sweetly parasited
by butterfly wings

And what I see
You can not see
That when I move
You move with me

All that is old is new again
(To be) each other spies
we're condemned
Everything is everywhere
The butterfly effect

And what I see
You can not see
I will have to kill you
Before you kill me

Everything is everywhere
The butterfly effect
Il tuo voto:
Whatever hounts me from birth on
Is licking white blood again
It is sickering in my heart
While I divide yours in two

Lustmord
I will never stop to hurt you
Lustmord
I will never stop to love you

I will never stop to hurt you
Now that I have you with me
So close together in one body
I feel so save but what about you

The soft sweet wound of normalcy
is sweating white blood again
I am fingering every inch of it
Grateful for who I am

You're my interruption
My crossroad of just one way
my object without a function
but still mine anyway

Unpredictable
When I kiss it burns
Irresistable
As a crowd of only one
I am so addicted and you are so down
You are nailed forever to my sense of lust

Lustmord
I will never stop to hurt you
Lustmord
I will never stop to love you
Il tuo voto:
On my knees now
I'll inflict myself
some real love
On my knees now
I'll choke myself
in troubled love

On my knees now
I'll purge myself
of real love
On my knees now
I swear, I know nothing
of that troubled love

Have me, have me, have, never waste (the good) in me.
Watch me, watch me, watch me, but never try to be me.

I am a man again
through self abuse
improving myself
Through self abuse
I am a man again
through self abuse
Selfabuse

On my knees now
I'll end myself
through real love
On my knees now
I'll reveal myself in troubled blood.

Waste me, waste me, waste me, never try to beat me.

I am a man again
through self abuse
improving myself
Through self abuse

I am seeing someone
Sneaking through
my troubled blood...
I am feeling someone
Starving for my troubled love...

Waste me, waste me, waste me, never try to beat me.

Self abuse. Never try to complete with me.
Il tuo voto:
The lunar backbone stands straight and alert for a last time
The mammal feathers are revamped just for this last night
Mouthless children are breasted with their own words
To essence of their souls escaping through their giant bones

you will be paralysed
made to be believed
broken inside to survive
and to watch over me

archangel - of no use and no form
archangel - suffocating alone

multiple wounds reach the heat of an absolute zero
the eaten fluids, the flesh of the conventional hero
Heavenly levels on a full blast of lust but minimum pain
Injected wings rip backflesh and go inside again
Mouthless children suffocate
with their ancient words,
their mud-dimensional world
lactating from their shrinking bones

you will be paralysed
the corrupted seed
broken inside to survive
I will laugh at all this

archangel - with no use and no form
archangel - suffocating with blood

the eternal spectator stares at this and improvises
his holy centralbone always on a rise, always on a rise

archangel - of no use and no form
archangel - suffocating with words
Il tuo voto:
Maybe I am the man with those mystic two heads
one facing down, the other facing back
but I don't know who I am
and you still don't know who I am

Maybe I am the man with the legendary four hands
To finger, to heal, crave and strangulate
but I don't know who I am
and you still don't know who I am

I am exhausted of returning to a place I've never been
I am exhausted of returning from a place I've never been

Maybe I am the man of the universal two words
The lie and the lie, the scorn and the scorn
You want to know how I am
To forgive me what I am

I am exhausted of returning to a place I've never been
I am exhausted of returning from a place I've never been

I forgot who I am but I am too tired to be it
I forgot who I am but I am too tired to live/leave it

I am exhausted of returning to a place I've never been
I am exhausted of returning from a place I've never been
Il tuo voto:
No caso do mal de Cristo o primeiro sintoma e a morte.
Calcula-se que cem milhoes de pesspas morteram do mal de Cristo.
"Eu sou o caminho". Os efeitos especiais ecoluriam multo desde Jesus.
Ora Cristo diz que se algum filho da puta te tirar metade da roupa que Ihe
des a outra metade.
Muitos tolos infelizes foram esmagados por pilhas de Litas seminus em Iuta.

Os Implacaveis do Perdao.
Nao ha duvida alguma, irmaos e irmas, amor e a resposta.
Enfial a vossa lingua pela sua garganta abaixo,
Proval o que ele esteve a comer e abencoai a sua digestao
Deslizai para os seus intestinos e ajudai-o trabalhar a comida.
De-Ihe o seu amor e tera a sua aureola-extensao.
Olhos por toda a parte, no seu televisor, no quarto, no banho.
Milhares de irmaos metedicos que te cheiram, ouvem, veem, dia e noite.
Milhares de irmaos metedicos que te cheiram, ouvem, veem, dia e noite.
Milhares de irmaos metedicos que te cheiram, ouvem, veem, dia e noite.
Milhares de irmaos metedicos que te cheiram, ouvem, veem, dia e noite.
Milhares de irmaos metedicos que te cheiram, ouvem, veem, dia e noite.
Milhares de irmaos metedicos que te cheiram, ouvem, veem, dia e noite.
Milhares de irmaos metedicos que te cheiram, ouvem, veem, dia e noite.
Milhares de irmaos metedicos que te cheiram, ouvem, veem, dia e noite.
Milhares de irmaos metedicos que te cheiram, ouvem, veem, dia e noite.
Milhares de irmaos metedicos que te cheiram, ouvem, veem, dia e noite.
Milhares de irmaos metedicos que te cheiram, ouvem, veem, dia e noite.
Milhares de irmaos metedicos que te cheiram, ouvem, veem, dia e noite.
Milhares de irmaos metedicos que te cheiram, ouvem, veem, dia e noite.
Milhares de irmaos metedicos que te cheiram, ouvem, veem, dia e noite.
Milhares de irmaos metedicos que te cheiram, ouvem, veem, dia e noite.
Milhares de irmaos metedicos que te cheiram, ouvem, veem, dia e noite.
Milhares de irmaos metedicos que te cheiram, ouvem, veem, dia e noite.
Milhares de irmaos metedicos que te cheiram, ouvem, veem, dia e noite.
Milhares de irmaos metedicos que te cheiram, ouvem, veem, dia e noite.
Milhares de irmaos metedicos que te cheiram, ouvem, veem, dia e noite.
Nao ha duvida alguma, irmaos e irmas, amor e a resposta.
Nao ha duvida alguma, irmaos e irmas, amor e a resposta.
Nao ha duvida alguma, irmaos e irmas, amor e a resposta.
Nao ha duvida alguma, irmaos e irmas, amor e a resposta.
Nao ha duvida alguma, irmaos e irmas, amor e a resposta.
Nao ha duvida alguma, irmaos e irmas, amor e a resposta.
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