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Creator of worlds
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Créateur de mondes, de temps et d'espaces
au-delà des royaumes connus,
emporte dans des tourbillons des traces de l'infini,
entre le soleil couchant et le soleil levant,
le concepteur parmi les sphères aveuglantes,
l'imagineur...
Nocte... adoramus te,
kyrie eleisson.
Des ailes de la mort elle m'est venue,
comme la beauté, féroce et puissante comme la mer.
From wings of death she came to me,
as beauty, fierce and powerful as the sea.
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From wings of death she came to me
As beauty, fierce and powerful as the sea.
From wings of death I summon her
To be the light of vengeance upon me.
And I waited awake, and I felt the hunger inside me.
And I felt no mercy, remorse or shame,
No regret to lay this curse upon thee.
From the ancient gods I do receive the thunderbolt, the lightning and the will.
And from my dreams I do believe that I've finally awaken and I can see.
And I raise the scythe and reape the lives of mankind.
I turn the face and see the empty wasteland.
From wings of death I saw her face
The beauty, smile and eyes of divine grace.
From wings of death she took my breath
And left my body ready for the grave.
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Sitting down in the middle of the square,
The Sun is shining in another windy day.
A day for smiles and maybe mourn for all the blessings that are gone.
There's an ancient road just beneath my feet,
an underground of skulls, an empty page for me to leave.
And in the horizon I still see the dying Sun,
I wonder dear, will I return?
I keep on walking on the trails we used to walk, stretched alleys are the places I recall.
And I do smile and maybe mourn for all the blessings that are gone.
The cold is biting as the winter's coming near, to leave this place might be the thing that I most fear, and in my future a phantom ship without a crew. I wonder dear... what should I do?
Sitting here and I have waited quite too long,
And all the reasons for staying I recall.
My only anchor, she has left long time ago. I wonder dear if I must go?
I do believe the time has come...
Sitting here and I have waited quite too long,
A day for smiles and maybe mourn for all the blessings that are gone.
My only anchor she has left long time ago.
And I do smile and maybe mourn for all the blessings that are gone.
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If I must say before the end that it hurts deep here inside I won't lie or try to laugh instead of cry.
If I must say before the end that in this darkness I lie, I'd rather be in your light instead of staying blind.
And l know that I will wait beyond the horizon, and this world can not be big enough to take my love away from you.
If I must say before the end some cliché words of love I'd rather have you know these things than keep them for my own.
If I must say before the end that this life is not fair enough, instead I'll thank all the gods that put you on my road.
And l know that I will wait beyond the horizon, and this world can not be big enough to take my love away from you.
And I know the life will mend this sad and wounded story.
And, why not? Maybe, somewhere we'll meet again at the end of time.
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I remember the time when a cross fulfilled our need of Faith.
I remember the time when a kiss sealed the fate of a holy man.
I remember the time when we played hide and seek and the end of the game was announced by the darkness and the night.
I do remember...
I remember a time when we made our vows in a foreign land.
I remember a time when together we flew away from the ground.
I remember, remember a time when we tried to hold on to the light and survive despite the darkness in our hearts.
All is lost, finished and forgotten and what I've done ended up meaning nothing for those who I once called my friends, my love...
I remember the time when we could've crushed the stars and we were not afraid of the night.
I remember a time when we joined a war we would never be able to win.
I remember, remember a time, we were younger and proud and the life was so bright to light the darkness in our hearts.
All is lost, finished and forgotten and what I've done ended up meaning nothing for those who I once called my love... my friends.
All is lost, finished and forgotten.
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Sitting down in the middle of the square,
The Sun is shining in another windy day.
A day for smiles and maybe mourn for all the blessings that are gone.
There's an ancient road just beneath my feet,
an underground of skulls, an empty page for me to leave.
And in the horizon I still see the dying Sun,
I wonder dear, will I return?
I keep on walking on the trails we used to walk, stretched alleys are the places I recall.
And I do smile and maybe mourn for all the blessings that are gone.
The cold is biting as the winter's coming near, to leave this place might be the thing that I most fear, and in my future a phantom ship without a crew. I wonder dear... what should I do?
Sitting here and I have waited quite too long,
And all the reasons for staying I recall.
My only anchor, she has left long time ago. I wonder dear if I must go?
I do believe the time has come...
Sitting here and I have waited quite too long,
A day for smiles and maybe mourn for all the blessings that are gone.
My only anchor she has left long time ago.
And I do smile and maybe mourn for all the blessings that are gone.
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The Darkstar Calling Mexico City, Mexico
The Darkstar Calling was created in 2017 by Mario Del Rio, a seasoned composer with a long career within the Mexican underground scene. The Darkstar Calling is Mario's most intimate, experimental and moody project. A melodic mirror made with electric, acoustic, and synthetic tones interlaced with lyrics where everyone can identify his own life, dreams or desires. ... more
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