LYRICS
IVAN
THE LYRICIST & FORMER VOCALIST OF SCYTHE
The Feast
The answer I bring on a plate of iron
while in the distance eidolons dance,
unaware of the journey that I’m on
white eyes revel in their sickly romance.
A feast I prepare. Brethren, come,
gather as ravens for carrion!
You seem so tired, brethren come!
A way I have found to carry on.
Oh, I fear it is just a languid meal:
Less, than water and bread.
But food it is, and you’re hungry I feel,
come! From my flesh we all will be fed.
Chew on me, swallow me, what a delight!
Campsores! Wretched men!
My bones will be swords to strengthen the fight,
feast on me friends, until you can.
Heartgraves howl... they are full of stone,
and otherwheres laughs the sun.
Nowhere to creep, nowhere to run.
Let grow your black wings, fly alone!
“Der grosse Schatten kam herab, wie eine sich senkende Wolke. Und siehe! Es war ein geflügeltes Wesen: wenn es ein Vogel war, dann grösser, als alle anderen Vögel, und es war nackt, und hatte weder Schwungfedern, noch Gefieder (...) Ein Geschöpf einer aelteren Welt (...) Und der Dunkle Herr nahm es, fütterte es mit grausigem Fleisch, und es wuchs über das Mass aller anderen Wesen hinaus, die fliegen.”
J.R.R. Tolkien
(German translation by Margaret Carroux)
Guts are in pain, for sick is the meat.
Cold is the blood and sour.
Behold now, world, your reflection you’ll meet,
this be your last sunny hour.
The answer I bring on a plate of iron
while in the distance eidolons dance,
unaware of the journey that I’m on
white eyes revel in their sickly romance.
A feast I prepare. Brethren, come,
gather as ravens for carrion!
You seem so tired, brethren come!
A way I have found to carry on.
Feast on me comrades, until you can.
Dark is the sky, that will teach us to fly.
Our eternity’s creation’s day seven,
our word that once was is “why”.
When all is devoured, and all you are full,
we still will be empty and vile.
But it will appear on our grim skull...…
...a thin and malicious smile.
Ivan, 2000 XII 01.
The Icon of Malformed Daintiness
The Icon of Malformed Daintiness
Still they walk this City of Pain
As the rain comes down and they pray again
A Miserere Nobis of an even weaker kind
Trying to shape themselves akin to God
But no peace they find,
lost in their shallow holes of self-disguise.
Yet on those streets walks and stalks as well
A Prophet of All-Demise
And the Coming of Hell.
Grand Demiurge Welkin spits forth
A vacant proclaimer of Nonconform
Snow dizzles down on august fields,
A harvester scythe Justice wields back and forth
Pain will be wrought upon every thrall.
The peacocks are dead and a terrible call
Will be released. Now the Cherubs must fall.
Upon the horizon a pillar of frost stands tall.
The Cold, I feel is beautiful,
With lust the stormclouds roar.
Just one final touch on my robe
And I'll let slip the dogs of war.
On 'lone summernights I was crucified
Amidst the rotting leaves of the Tree of Life.
Yet at bleak winter's lap I did sleep as a child,
A child undaunted by the sunset.
Gardens of dew and misty morningrise
Were caressed by a seven-fingered gauntlet.
And the pain, it seemed, it talked to me,
Walking in deadening frost's company.
Where you stand I have to crawl,
In Famine's Realm I fed,
Where I fly you'll surely fall,
Where you live I'm dead
Look at me, don't you think
My proportions seem amorphe?
Look again and you shall find
I'm not crippled at all.
Not crippled at all...
Last millenia trudge in the shadows
Of a bleeding sun
A pale Trinity emerges from the filth
And I am it's only son
Evanescence is the church,
the altar is Decay
The candles are lit with the fire of Blindness,
To me the Masses pray.
Touch my face.
I know that you want to.
I can give you beauty where it is dead
I can lead you better than Moses led
Although all roads are lost in fire
My path is the fall of your Empire
When all colours fade out and fall
I'll give you a new one
To conquer all.
If you'd like I'll appear
As a sweet, darkened thing.
I am your child,
I am your King.
For your love I'll be
A sweet, diabolical thing
I am the solution,
I am your King.
The Icon of Malformed Daintiness