Cadaveria Irreverent Elegy Lyrics

Irreverent Elegy Lyrics

My life is made of emotions,

passions and horrors, 'cause when you
truly

live you can even fall into deep pain

My bed is made of small
fresh leaves,

moving slowly like a requiem

My temple is made of dark
gloomy trees,

coming loose along a black oval path

My chant is a
desperate and irreverent elegy,

composed in honour of those who have no
reserve and fear

Hordes of maleficent and false sins come back upon
me.

Shall I ever let my mind wander over the sad effect

this filthy
disease causes to my limbs and to my heart?

I believe the persistence of
the thin line of hope is worth this effort

I believe its benefice can
reach the intensity

of full and perpetual delight

Nothing is true,
all is allowed

In every dramatic situation there is

a subtended
element of absurdity and humor

Every dogma contains something unhealthy
and corrosive

Our identities change every day with our memories

We
are not always what we really are, 'cause we reinvent ourselves

We change
our skin and consistence

And we lie with innocence, trusting our memory.