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#The Inner Spheres

1. Lunar Equation (instrumental)
2. Mercurium
3. Venus Aphrodite
4. Solar Equation (instrumental)
5. Phobos, Deimos and the Third Impostor
6. Jove the Father
7. Saturn 9

#The Outer Spheres

8. Neptune
9. Uranos
10. Pluto0ǂV1Ӵ
11. E-I-D-O-L-O-N
12. Turn the Wheel (Dives Empirea)
13. Nimradur
14. Alchemical Wedding (bonus)

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1. Lunar Equation (instrumental)

hands_in_mercury2. Mercurium

Mercurium Mercurium Mercurium Mercurium

Chaire, Hermes Trismegiste!
Chaire, Charis Hybridos!

Bring us your sacred flame!
Bring us the silver water of life!

Mercurium Mercurium Mercurium Mercurium

Chaire, Hermes Trismegiste!
Chaire, Charybdis  Theon!

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3. Venus Aphrodite

Saturn 9
In principio, Cronos, deus dealens, momordit voravitque suum carnum caeleste ut mundus suarum memoriarum fieri posset.

By the two ways of conjunction
Marking balance and disjunction
Gulls of ember Aphrodite eat the doves of Amphitrite

Silver-foot Thetid mother
Made an alternating father
To a godless flesh

Proteus, the Greek Nemertes
Made the red-haired Xerxes
Cat-feminine lash

By the altered Greek alchemy
Entity became of nothing
Pearls became the soulless eyes giving undefinite ways

by Fabula-Docet (DevArt)

by Fabula-Docet (DevArt)

4. Phobos, Deimos and the Third Impostor

divum +empta+ cante, divum deo
supplicate

enos Lases iuvate
enos Lases iuvate
enos Lases iuvate

neve lue rue Marmar sins incurrere in pleoris
neve lue rue Marmar sins incurrere in pleoris
neve lue rue Marmar sins incurrere in pleoris

satur fu, fere Mars, limen sali, sta berber
satur fu, fere Mars, limen sali, sta berber
satur fu, fere Mars, limen sali, sta berber

semunis alterni advocapit conctos
semunis alterni advocapit conctos
semunis alterni advocapit conctos

enos Marmor iuvato
enos Marmor iuvato
enos Marmor iuvato

triumpe triumpe triumpe triumpe triumpe

cume tonas, Leucesie, prae tet tremonti
+quot+ ibet etinei de is cum tonarem

enos Lases iuvate
enos Lases iuvate
enos Lases iuvate

neve lue rue Marmar sins incurrere in pleoris
neve lue rue Marmar sins incurrere in pleoris
neve lue rue Marmar sins incurrere in pleoris

satur fu, fere Mars, limen sali, sta berber
satur fu, fere Mars, limen sali, sta berber
satur fu, fere Mars, limen sali, sta berber

semunis alterni advocapit conctos
semunis alterni advocapit conctos
semunis alterni advocapit conctos

enos Marmor iuvato
enos Marmor iuvato
enos Marmor iuvato

triumpe triumpe triumpe triumpe triumpe

cozeulodorieso. omnia vero adpatula
coemisse.

enos Lases iuvate
enos Lases iuvate
enos Lases iuvate

neve lue rue Marmar sins incurrere in pleoris
neve lue rue Marmar sins incurrere in pleoris
neve lue rue Marmar sins incurrere in pleoris

satur fu, fere Mars, limen sali, sta berber
satur fu, fere Mars, limen sali, sta berber
satur fu, fere Mars, limen sali, sta berber

semunis alterni advocapit conctos
semunis alterni advocapit conctos
semunis alterni advocapit conctos

enos Marmor iuvato
enos Marmor iuvato
enos Marmor iuvato

triumpe triumpe triumpe triumpe triumpe

ian cusianes duonus ceruses dunus Ianusve
vet pom melios eum recum

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5. Solar Equation (instrumental)

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6. Jove the Father

Father immortal, how did all come to this?
Father my simplest, show me how you speak…
Father celestial, give me peace I wish
Calm the dead mouth, calm the wishes mine
Motion that’s still, tell me of our hopes
Jove the Father, balance time that speaks

Jove the Father – can’t you see the storm is coming?
Jove the Father – tell my why the time is running
Jove the Father, the celestial peace
Jove the Father, hide me from the cunning
From the past

Father immortal, how we made it through?
Father my simplest, how is that we live?
Father celestial, will that journey end?
Tell me even more, tell me where we’ve come
In the house from glass, in the dome of past
Jove the Father, can you be my answer?

Jove the Father – can’t you see the storm is coming?
Jove the Father – tell my why the time is running
Jove the Father, the celestial peace
Jove the Father, hide me from the cunning
From the past

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7. Saturn 9

In principio, Cronos, deus dealens, momordit voravitque suum carnum caeleste ut mundus suarum memoriarum fieri posset.

[At the beginning, Cronus, god who feeds on gods, bait and devoured his heavenly flesh to let the world of his memories become true.]

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8. Uranos

Uranos,
make me feel the pain if you are so disgraceful
make me feed on the grass – this godless endeavor
take me to the heavens, the celestial dome
Uranos!
crime – punishment – god the most divine
drowning pool
starlit fool
bring me home
Uranos,
graze me on the water, drill me with your impatience
teach me how to feel, teach me about your mercy
god of evil, patient devil, cry me moon
Uranos!
fate – imbalance – god the most divine
ascending
crescent thing
show me home
Uranos!
crime – punishment – god the most divine
drowning pool
starlit fool
bring me home
Uranos…
9. Neptune
Frightened sweetness of beloved
Dark and calm black glass of water
Time retelling soft, calm verses
Smiling with their pale faces
Star of blue is now ascending
Neptune – blessed be thine night
Blow us frozen northern winds
As you are in our sight
Crown of glory yet unveiled
Music of the past to come
Blue Lord, omnipotent you are
Graze us as your twin, Uranos
Star of blue is now ascending
Neptune – blessed be thine night
Blow us frozen northern winds
As you are in our sight
Will you dare to show us fate?
Will you give us dreams undreamed?
Kill me tender, bring me light
Differ our dusk from night
Star of blue is now ascending
Neptune – blessed be thine night
Blow us frozen northern winds
As you are in our sight
White swans spread their wings
To fly on the dark seas of mist
Foretelling ancient stories
Bringing back all the memories
Star of blue is now ascending
Neptune – blessed be thine night
Blow us frozen northern winds
As you are in our sight
Pestilence_by_IndagoFeather10. Pluto0ǂV1Ӵ
Baroque!
Hail the dionysian battered black roses!
Hail the festival of the white masks and black veils!
Baroque Pluto, baroque divinity, baroque  opulence!
Hail!
Corridors crowded with people awaiting their judgment divine
Endings twisted in shadows anouncing the dark princess of Spring
Upcoming to her dark, stubborn, mannered husband
Brother to the cerulean trinity
Of air, water and chtonic puberty in flesh of Goddes Mother Demeter
Orders to let the divine feast begin
Baroque!
Hail the dionysian battered black roses!
Hail the festival of the white masks and black veils!
Baroque Pluto, baroque divinity, baroque  opulence!
Hail!

Carnal pleasures in the dome of buried ones who await unseen
My enchanted mother! Free the will and descend to the darkest ends
Of mind and will, forge the shield with Hephaestus
And give it to the hero
Who will be able to fight the inner fears so well hidden
In the joy from sorrow and pleasure from pain

Baroque!
Hail the dionysian battered black roses!
Hail the festival of the white masks and black veils!
Baroque Pluto, baroque divinity, baroque  opulence!
Hail!

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11. E-I-D-O-L-O-N

All those fuckin’ babes running in the twisted damn frustrations
Coping with the deadlocked matters, cumming with the bleeding spores
And wherever I may roam, I’ll ask myself where the hell world’s gone

Come and fuck the dead corpse of lost hopes
Come and pray on your knees to get lost in pain
Make your own Eidolon to be (an) escape artisan
Eidolon, make your own Eidolon

Bring thyself the death running in the pure electric air
Drink from the Klein bottle so you get drunk everytime and everywhere you go
In the age of nothigness – come and  play, come and play with your life

Come and fuck the dead corpse of lost hopes
Come and pray on your knees to get lost in pain
Make your own Eidolon to be (an) escape artisan
Eidolon, make your own Eidolon

Come you blonde, get your fucking cunt raped by the razor dreams
Come and come to the end of the blazing organic high-pitched screams
Mark your face with the pain and the revelations of your Eidolon

Come and fuck the dead corpse of lost hopes
Come and pray on your knees to get lost in pain
Make your own Eidolon to be (an) escape artisan
Eidolon, make your own Eidolon

Wherever you may go, I’ll be there to paint you with the fear of losing entity

Come and fuck the dead corpse of lost hopes
Come and pray on your knees to get lost in pain
Make your own Eidolon to be (an) escape artisan
Eidolon, make your own Eidolon
Eidolon, make your own Eidolon
Eidolon, make your own fucking atrificial Eidolon!

ishtar_212. Turn the Wheel (Dives Empirea)

Turn the wheel, bring back time
Turn the wheel, come back – be mine

Disgraceful
Pain-tasted
Goddes Empirea
So shameful
So gilded
Dives Empirea

Turn the wheel, bring back time
Turn the wheel, come back – be mine

Oh Dives!
Empirea!
Lick me and my wounds
Oh Dives!
Empirea!
Carnal kingdom – ruined

Turn the wheel, bring back time
Turn the wheel, come back – be mine

…for all those years, I have been waiting till the golden blessing would come
so I could become the Midas’ Eidolon,
I waited till the pain would enclose in the golden forms of the still life
I always wanted to make to be mine
like a heart  bursting with the liquid flame of desire
that crossed my life and let me share with everyone I loved
now, I stand in my Garden of Eden, though I see only snakes amongst the fruits
Oh, my Lady enthroned, why did you all this to me?
am I the fool, or am I so disgraced?
Let this masquerade end, show me your real face – Dives Empirea, Bearing the Light,
female mirror of damned hopes, screaming in the face of the infernal prince
don’t let me think you are my salvation, don’t provoke, don’t delude…

Turn the wheel, bring back time
Turn the wheel, come back – be mine

Carnal lady
Carnal goddes
Dives Empirea
Fuck you!
And your kind!
Dives Empirea!

Oh Dives!
Empirea!
Goddamn you!
Oh Dives!
Empirea!
You torture!

Turn the wheel, bring back time
Turn the wheel, come back – be mine

Stop nutrifying
The infants
Dives Empirea
With your gold
And glitter
Dives Empirea

Oh Dives!
Empirea!
My liege!
Oh Dives!
Empirea!
Let me become like you!

Turn the wheel, bring back time
Turn the wheel, come back – be mine

Oh, come back by now, run into the day
Oh, my Dives Empirea, you impostor
Sister on the man left to the Cross
Stop this pain, don’t make me pray

Turn the wheel, bring back time
Turn the wheel, come back – be mine

Space_Dark_Planet_010511_13. Nimradur

„Squall, gale, hurricane – it’s all the matter of size… and price.”

On the 13th place
The apostle disgraced
Nimradur, potent and firm
Nimradur, the black earth of death

Something wicked this way comes
through the dark, tangy woods
Suffocating wildflowers,
sex and wine in all the moods
Silver danger, black-heart stone
Alchemical maddened drone
Eye that never seen the light
Bearing all the hopeless night
Through the riot passage down
Corridors of comic pawns

On the 13th place
The apostle disgraced
Nimradur, potent and firm
Nimradur, the black earth of death

Divine strength and divine thunder
Potent in the lack of mercy
Devouring wicked minds
Lord of dark yet untold hunger
Tears his followers asunder
The most precious of war mongers
Mongrel hunting for its feast
Darkness fleshed into the beast
On the distant astral shores
Singing the devious choirs

On the 13th place
The apostle disgraced
Nimradur, potent and firm
Nimradur, the black earth of death

Star of wonder, star of shine
Pleasure, pain and gyring snake
Nimradur, the opened jaw
Planet terror – god divine
By the human souls opulent
Made of dreams that are so cruel
Cosmic castle of nueronals
Cybernetic tower-gales
Nimradur – the carnal terror
Nimradur – the steel inferior

On the 13th place
The apostle disgraced
Nimradur, potent and firm
Nimradur, the black earth of death

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14. An Alchemic Wedding

Never-ending masquerade
In the first impuring way
Let me take you to the moon
Let me make your feelings ruin

Take my hand and let me breathe
Make me leave the solemn grief
Feel the dignity complained
Feel the autumn-ember stain

Lead me to the wedding polace
An alchemy of disgrace
Bind the tortured soul once
Seek the extasis in glance

Reach out for the wandering stars
Passive slave, golem of ours
Pray in cries and joy in death
Followe now my covered path

Wear the veil of your shame
Take the cybernetic fame
Bring fury of the stars
Send your copy, stop your wars

On the digit-all-love ways
Still surrounding all these days
Drink the wine of alchemy
Joy! The wedding’s blasphemy!

Joy! The altar’s crushed with dreams!
Joy! The priest reminds your sins!
Joy! No more the carnal flesh!
Joy! Your faith’s already crashed!

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