Song | Venus Armata |
Artist | Menace Ruine |
Album | Venus Armata |
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May is rising | |
Like a dream I fade away | |
From your arms after you have searched me for years | |
My tears are falling | |
Like tiny white pearls | |
I vanish in a vapour of benzoin | |
Goodbye my beloved, | |
Goodbye, I am needed here no more | |
Go on and make your own way | |
*** | |
Follow her voice, | |
and be empowered | |
Follow her voice, | |
and be empowered | |
by her love chant | |
But resist her charms | |
It will lead you | |
to the center of the earth | |
Withstand her fire | |
her ancestral light | |
her beauty unveiled, | |
asleep and naked, | |
to your soul will give rise | |
In the fiery darkness, | |
I found a king among the flames | |
Follow her voice, | |
and be empowered | |
by her love chant | |
But resist her charms | |
Withstand her fire, | |
Her beauty unveiled, | |
And turbulence will give way | |
to a blissful Spring | |
*** | |
How would you have known there was a ghost living in your veins | |
How would you have known there was a ghost living in your veins | |
How would you have known there was a ghost living in your veins | |
Until you are fire-hardened | |
An adversary of fire | |
How would you have known there was a ghost living in your veins | |
Wake up and see that you are the one chosen | |
Her inner light will bless you with a feast of blossom | |
Exhilarating forces of May in your heart are dawning | |
Exhilarating flowers of May in you are growing | |
No longer cold, nor impure, we are | |
No longer heavy, nor obscure, we are | |
Time to collect the aniada, | |
The burning nettle and flammula | |
May dawning, pink and exalted | |
Rejuvenating | |
For so long, my heart, where were you hiding? | |
Why did Spring have to return in this rain of tears? | |
Because without your tears | |
I would have never been awaken, | |
And without mine, you would have never been at rest | |
Germinative water has to come down, so we rise up | |
A battle of love resolved into an adieu | |
*** | |
Winds have scattered our voices like echoes | |
Until they gather as a bold plainsong | |
Winds have scattered promises and hope | |
Of embrace and reunion of our souls | |
One of us brought death into this world, | |
Another one drove it away | |
Her power is only one | |
Her triumph is a solace to us all | |
She must return to the realms of water now | |
From sea foam we emerge, to sea foam we’ll return | |
*** | |
What will spring from this fountain of grace? | |
Who will be turned into a stone, but a watery one | |
Who has been burnt at the stake, and now is shielded from fire | |
Time has come to bring the bride back to life | |
*** | |
Mountains have melted, at the softness of your wings | |
There’s no dragon I couldn’t fight, and no desert land to fear | |
You paved my way with thorns, and then lilies, | |
Now I am crowned with your roses | |
Thou hast proved me in the fire and no evil was found in me | |
Like a giant eagle, flying above the fray | |
No dragon I couldn’t fight, no desert land to fear | |
For this stain of fire, I was given at your sight | |
For its power, they may burn me | |
But with love I’ll fight, your love oh mother | |
And your armor of love will save me. |
May is rising | |
Like a dream I fade away | |
From your arms after you have searched me for years | |
My tears are falling | |
Like tiny white pearls | |
I vanish in a vapour of benzoin | |
Goodbye my beloved, | |
Goodbye, I am needed here no more | |
Go on and make your own way | |
Follow her voice, | |
and be empowered | |
Follow her voice, | |
and be empowered | |
by her love chant | |
But resist her charms | |
It will lead you | |
to the center of the earth | |
Withstand her fire | |
her ancestral light | |
her beauty unveiled, | |
asleep and naked, | |
to your soul will give rise | |
In the fiery darkness, | |
I found a king among the flames | |
Follow her voice, | |
and be empowered | |
by her love chant | |
But resist her charms | |
Withstand her fire, | |
Her beauty unveiled, | |
And turbulence will give way | |
to a blissful Spring | |
How would you have known there was a ghost living in your veins | |
How would you have known there was a ghost living in your veins | |
How would you have known there was a ghost living in your veins | |
Until you are firehardened | |
An adversary of fire | |
How would you have known there was a ghost living in your veins | |
Wake up and see that you are the one chosen | |
Her inner light will bless you with a feast of blossom | |
Exhilarating forces of May in your heart are dawning | |
Exhilarating flowers of May in you are growing | |
No longer cold, nor impure, we are | |
No longer heavy, nor obscure, we are | |
Time to collect the aniada, | |
The burning nettle and flammula | |
May dawning, pink and exalted | |
Rejuvenating | |
For so long, my heart, where were you hiding? | |
Why did Spring have to return in this rain of tears? | |
Because without your tears | |
I would have never been awaken, | |
And without mine, you would have never been at rest | |
Germinative water has to come down, so we rise up | |
A battle of love resolved into an adieu | |
Winds have scattered our voices like echoes | |
Until they gather as a bold plainsong | |
Winds have scattered promises and hope | |
Of embrace and reunion of our souls | |
One of us brought death into this world, | |
Another one drove it away | |
Her power is only one | |
Her triumph is a solace to us all | |
She must return to the realms of water now | |
From sea foam we emerge, to sea foam we' ll return | |
What will spring from this fountain of grace? | |
Who will be turned into a stone, but a watery one | |
Who has been burnt at the stake, and now is shielded from fire | |
Time has come to bring the bride back to life | |
Mountains have melted, at the softness of your wings | |
There' s no dragon I couldn' t fight, and no desert land to fear | |
You paved my way with thorns, and then lilies, | |
Now I am crowned with your roses | |
Thou hast proved me in the fire and no evil was found in me | |
Like a giant eagle, flying above the fray | |
No dragon I couldn' t fight, no desert land to fear | |
For this stain of fire, I was given at your sight | |
For its power, they may burn me | |
But with love I' ll fight, your love oh mother | |
And your armor of love will save me. |
May is rising | |
Like a dream I fade away | |
From your arms after you have searched me for years | |
My tears are falling | |
Like tiny white pearls | |
I vanish in a vapour of benzoin | |
Goodbye my beloved, | |
Goodbye, I am needed here no more | |
Go on and make your own way | |
Follow her voice, | |
and be empowered | |
Follow her voice, | |
and be empowered | |
by her love chant | |
But resist her charms | |
It will lead you | |
to the center of the earth | |
Withstand her fire | |
her ancestral light | |
her beauty unveiled, | |
asleep and naked, | |
to your soul will give rise | |
In the fiery darkness, | |
I found a king among the flames | |
Follow her voice, | |
and be empowered | |
by her love chant | |
But resist her charms | |
Withstand her fire, | |
Her beauty unveiled, | |
And turbulence will give way | |
to a blissful Spring | |
How would you have known there was a ghost living in your veins | |
How would you have known there was a ghost living in your veins | |
How would you have known there was a ghost living in your veins | |
Until you are firehardened | |
An adversary of fire | |
How would you have known there was a ghost living in your veins | |
Wake up and see that you are the one chosen | |
Her inner light will bless you with a feast of blossom | |
Exhilarating forces of May in your heart are dawning | |
Exhilarating flowers of May in you are growing | |
No longer cold, nor impure, we are | |
No longer heavy, nor obscure, we are | |
Time to collect the aniada, | |
The burning nettle and flammula | |
May dawning, pink and exalted | |
Rejuvenating | |
For so long, my heart, where were you hiding? | |
Why did Spring have to return in this rain of tears? | |
Because without your tears | |
I would have never been awaken, | |
And without mine, you would have never been at rest | |
Germinative water has to come down, so we rise up | |
A battle of love resolved into an adieu | |
Winds have scattered our voices like echoes | |
Until they gather as a bold plainsong | |
Winds have scattered promises and hope | |
Of embrace and reunion of our souls | |
One of us brought death into this world, | |
Another one drove it away | |
Her power is only one | |
Her triumph is a solace to us all | |
She must return to the realms of water now | |
From sea foam we emerge, to sea foam we' ll return | |
What will spring from this fountain of grace? | |
Who will be turned into a stone, but a watery one | |
Who has been burnt at the stake, and now is shielded from fire | |
Time has come to bring the bride back to life | |
Mountains have melted, at the softness of your wings | |
There' s no dragon I couldn' t fight, and no desert land to fear | |
You paved my way with thorns, and then lilies, | |
Now I am crowned with your roses | |
Thou hast proved me in the fire and no evil was found in me | |
Like a giant eagle, flying above the fray | |
No dragon I couldn' t fight, no desert land to fear | |
For this stain of fire, I was given at your sight | |
For its power, they may burn me | |
But with love I' ll fight, your love oh mother | |
And your armor of love will save me. |