Cosmic Genesis
Album - 2000 - Debaser id 37126

Algol, demon, capricious your brightness
shifts from day to day - rises, abates, intesifies
again, sometimes triumphant and sparkling,
sometimes pale and faint. For a long time
we've searched with wonder for the key
to this mystery, the right element to
your eager and changing, queer temperament.

Now we've dispearsed the haze of the riddle:
you've got a companion on your journey,
like a slave, a faithful shadow he
constantly follows you on the desolate
path, he circles and sneaks quiet around you, closely.

Never have we seen his guise, dark, parches,
stiff and cold, but still we know he exists;
like ashamed he hides behind you - free
and merry you shine - until he once
again crawls out of the darkness and
covers you. And your glare becomes
pallid and dull, and your mind cloudy.

Now we've dispearsed the haze of the riddle:
you've got a companion on your journey,
like a slave, a faithful shadow he
constantly follows you on the desolate
path, he circles and sneaks quiet around you, closely.

And similars there are - many Algols
wanders in the space - maybe even
more among us on earth. Sunlight spirits
darkened by a shadow, young princes
concealed by old slaves, doublesouls,
divided creatures - a blissful son of the
light indissolubely linked with a bitter dark demon.

Now we've dispearsed the haze of the riddle:
you've got a companion on your journey,
like a slave, a faithful shadow he
constantly follows you on the desolate
path, he circles and sneaks quiet around you, closely.

Ardent starshine upon my face,
the monumental nightsky reveal its torches.
Unaltered for aeons, yet zestful they're flaming
like ornamental diamonds.
In my telescopes focus, a striding light
conjure me fixedly.
Oh, what a colourful drama,
what a theatrical performance.

These myriads of stars
enchants me with their oddity.
At cosmos entrance hall,
where time and space units in a charade.
Under crimson flares I watch
the tempest of the universe.
In dark artistry,
I lionize the splendorous glare.

An unearthly voice of euphony
express itself in an ancient tongue.
Its elocution is based on silence,
so it pulsates through the five senses.
It's like a poem of wisdom and wizardry
navigating through the world.
A legacy from nebulas,
an endless mystic conversation.

These myriads of stars
enchants me with their oddity.
At cosmos entrance hall,
where time and space units in a charade.
Under crimson flares I watch
the tempest of the universe.
In dark artistry,
I lionize the splendorous glare.

Now clouds gather at a distant skyline
to cover the firmament.
Rays are fading in a metamorphosis
of the blazing weave above.

These myriads of stars
enchants me with their oddity.
At cosmos entrance hall,
where time and space units in a charade.
Under crimson flares I watch
the tempest of the universe.
In dark artistry,
I lionize the splendorous glare.

26 years have past since it first
called my name.
And when I'm dead, this piece of
jewellery will still remain.

En daggvuren gryningshimmels disiga bud
tjänar som arlaregnets segel.
Till soleld begnistrar dess mantelskrud,
och var droppe bildar en spegel.
Som länkas mot en rymd i bågad ström,
ett draperi som i bjärta kulörer sprakar.
Skänkt ifrån molnkaravaners purpurdröm,
lika mystisk som modermörkrets drakar.

Vad skedde om skapnaden blevo solid,
en bro över svindeldjupa avgrunder?
Förgrenad vid galaxens gömda lid
och stjärnhimlens brinnande lunder?
Skulle vi gå längs bågen tunn
som vattenreflexerna fogar? (mot jordens grund)
Ösa vår visdom ur sagans brunn,
försjunkna i kosmiska skogar? (i en euforisk blund)

Prålande grann
den tunna materian, genomstrålas.
I solskensljus den funnit sin själ,
i vattenrök sitt kärl.
Väsenfylld,
av vädrets makt förgylld, nyanser målas.
Diffusa konturer mitt hjärta när
och fyller ett fjärilslätt begär.

Jag välkomnar dig, sjufärgade dynasti.
Som lindrar min ångest, min inre elegi.

Prålande grann
den tunna materian, genomstrålas.
I solskensljus den funnit sin själ,
i vattenrök sitt kärl.
Väsenfylld,
av vädrets makt förgylld, nyanser målas.
Diffusa konturer mitt hjärta när
och fyller ett fjärilslätt begär.

You built all memories on a framework
Of the zodiac and other known structures
Every thought was linked to a special picture
You stigmatized their keenness and location
On a deep and shrouded level, remembering, controling
Was the way to higher knowledge

In the nature you saw the outlines of an universal intelligence
Every process a reflecting mirror, symbols meant to trigger
The shadow of the ideas in the maze of recollection
A vortex of information reigned inside
And found its way
Through the labyrinth of the mind
With self-hypnosis you put it in
A dynamic pattern
In the labyrinth of the mind

No physical laws were rooted in your system
Everything was forces of thoughts and sensations
Which is streaming through man

Mist and rain just a condition of unawareness
And volcanos a state of rage

A prophet in cosmology, like Copernicus
You saw the stars as suns
And a warrior who fought with intellctual swords
With arrow-sharp words

In the nature you saw the outlines of an universal intelligence
Every process a reflecting mirror, symbols meant to trigger
The shadow of the ideas in the maze of recollection
A vortex of information reigned inside
And found its way
Through the labyrinth of the mind
With self-hypnosis you put it in
A dynamic pattern
In the labyrinth of the mind

There rides the Rainbow Demon
On his horse of crimson fire
Black shadows are following closely
On the heels of his desire

Riding on in the mist of morning
No one dared to stand in his way
Possessed by some distant calling
Riding on through night and day

[chorus]
Rainbow Demon...
Pick up your heart and run
Rainbow Demon...
Lives for his sword and his gun

Riding on in the mist of morning
No one dared to stand in his way
Possessed by some distant calling
Riding on through night and day

[chorus]
Rainbow Demon...
Pick up your heart and run
Rainbow Demon...
Lives for his sword and his gun