[97 상반기] 96. Devil Doll - Dies Irae

[1997 상반기] 96. Devil Doll - Dies Irae

Devil Doll - Dies Irae ('96, 5th)

1. Dies Irae [1:11:45]

Part 1 [2:44]

Part 2 [2:21]

Part 3 [2:54]

Part 4 [3:07]

Part 5 [2:06]

Part 6 [3:45]

Part 7 [3:37]

Part 8 [4:14]

Part 9 [3:08]

Part 10 [5:23]

Part 11 [3:10]

Part 12 [1:10]

Part 13 [1:19]

Part 14 [2:36]

Part 15 [1:24]

Part 16 [2:53]

Part 17 [1:23]

Part 18 [28:26]

Mr. Doctor - Vocals, Producer, Cover concept, Music, Lyrics

Francesco Carta - Piano

Bor Zuljan - Guitars

Jani Hace - Bass

Michel Fantini Jesurum - Organ

Sasha Olenjuk - Violin

Roman Ratej - Drums

Davor Klaric - Keyboards

with

Norina Radovan - Soprano Vocals 

Paolo Zizich - Backing Vocals

Igor Skerianec - Cello

Fraim Gashi - Double bass

Drago - Accordion

Marian Bunic - Conductor

Irina Kevorkova - Violin (soloist)

1. Dies Irae

1. Part 1 (instrumental)

2. Part 2

Oyez! Oyez!

This Is A Gala Evening!

Veiled Angels

Crowd The Theatre

To See A Play

Of Hopes And Fears.

3. Part 3

Onstage

In A Corner

Hidden Behind Myself

I Hold My Breath:

In The Airless Air

Shards Of Crushed Rainbows

Fill My Limbo,

Placed Somewhere

Between World And Toys.

"Do You Want To Play With Me?"

In The Soundtrack Of My Survival

The Furious Small Hammers

Fully Uprooted

From Their Key-Shaped

Skeleton

Cruelly Explore

Every Cranial Path

Always Closer...

Always More Painful!

The Sharks' Fin

Is Sighting Straight For Me:

Creatures Or Spirits

I Beg You!

4. Part 4

Maybe It's The Delirium

Of My Morbid Ratio

Or That Voice That Lies

Deep In My Intimate Self

To Allow This Swimming

Through The Lymphs Of Victims

While Dark Reigns Over

The Sons Of Putrefaction!

Father Of Sons All Deformed

That Like A Ghastly Stream

Surge Out

Through The Rusted Gates Of Time

-A Deaf Dumb Eyeless Throng

Laughing Forever

But Smiling No More

The God Absent.

Or Still.

5. Part 5

"Haec Verba Audi: Vitam Aeternam!"

6. Part 6

Like The Shaman

Who Ingratiates Himself

With The Deity

Of The Animal He Hunts

Seeking Possession

With The Spirit Of The Beast:

So The Innocents,

Pervaded With The Spirit

Of The Great Predator

-Princeps Huius Mundi-

Though Burnt On Our Pyres

Will Transcend Time

Soaring Over

Physical Extinction.

7. Part 7

Domine Te Voco

Iustum Mihi Ostende Unicum

Talis Monstris Ob Spectaculum

Stupefactus Ego Moriar...

...On Meurt A Moins!

8. Part 8

Hooked Hands

Stretched Out Above

In The Ultimate Endeavour

To Clutch An Atom

That Does Not Sink.

9. Part 9

Dies Irae!

10. Part 10

In The Day Of Wrath

The Hungry Marionettes

Wake Up - Come Alive

While Birds Of Soul

Usher In

The Rays Of Chaos..

"Fatal Infection... Far All!

Epidemy! Epidemy!"

Feeding On Fragments Of Gangrene

Teeth Crumble

Toes Fall Apart.

We Crawl Like Earth-Worms

That Rats And Birds Fight Over.

Scored By Silence

Spirits Creep

Out Of The Secret Nooks:

Scatter In The Streets

Each One

Choosing His Own

Beloved Prey.

11. Part 11

Among The Trees,

Holding Her Out My Hands

"What About A Walk?"

I Avoid The Sharp Splinters

Of Her Sweet Shattered Gaze.

Step By Step

Into The Labyrinths Of Doubt

Every Shelter: A Trap.

While Distresses I Witness

The Twilight Of My Heart

You Spread Around Drops Of Light

Unaware Of The Rustle

Of Invisible Syllables:

"You Will Not Get Out

Of Eternal Peace!"

And The Virgin Blade Kisses,

-Freeing-

Your White Throat.

No Pain

I'm Quite Sure

She Feels No Pain!

The Voice

Still Throbs:

"Each Man

Kills

The Thing

He Loves!"

12. Part 12

(Incubus)

13. Part 13

In The Purple Flashes

Of The Blazing Blood

Slowly We Vanish

In And Around Ourselves.

Cells Of Spirit Dissolve

Bit By Bit...

"You Will Not Get Out Of Eternal Peace!

You Will Not Get Out Of Eternal Peace!"

Suddenly The Vold

Fills Your First Born

Vibration.

Just The Still Splendour

Of Your Icy Wards Endures.

I See You Through My Tears,

Tears That Nobody Ever Will Dry...

"You Will Not Get Out Of Eternal Peace!

You Will Not Get Out Of Eternal 

Peace/Kill/Sleep/Murder/Death.

14. Part 14

The Last Word Of My Script

Is Now Declaimed.

Time Is Over,

And There's No Whispering Prompter

To Ease My Scenic Solitude.

The Crawling Shape Intrudes

And While I Open My Arms

It Seizes Me In Its Jaws!

"This Is My Body, Which Is Sacrificed For You!"

15. Part 15

Into Thy Hands I Commend My Spirit

Out. Out Are The Lights. Out All.

And Over Each Quivering Form

The Curtain Comes Down

Like A Funeral Pall.

With A Rush Of Storm,

While Angels

-Pale And Silent-

Rising And Unveiling

Affirm

That We Are Witnessing

The Tragedy

"Man"

And Its Hero Is....

16. Part 16

The Conqueror Worm!

17. Part 17

Yet I Would Lose No Sting

Would Wish No Torture Less;

The More That Anguish Racks

The Earlier It Will Bless.

And Robed In Fires Of Hell

Or Bright In Heavenly Shine,

If It But Herald Death

The Vision Is Divine.

18. Part 18

The Still Look

Curled Up In The Strait-Jacket.

Fading Of Tears.

Behind Every Kiss:

A Potential Judas.

Desire Of Biting

The Vital Artery

Mine

Or Of The First Passer-By

Insects With Legs

Torn Off

My Nails One By One

Shards Of Glass

In Eyes Of Cat

Smile. Or Simply: Ivory.

Good Night.

Plug Disconnected.

Some Flowers

In The First Month

Then Just:

Earth.