Cosmic Genesis Lyrics (2000) - Vintersorg Album Lyrics

Cosmic Genesis Lyrics Album by Vintersorg

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1. Astral and Arcane

Twilit visions reflowers my shackled mood
It’s time to heal, to join the unearthly’s galanty show
My spirit hungers for the night’s remedies
Which breeds in the depths of Mother Nature’s wide womb

Waiting for the augury, the fullmoon’s appearance
Enchanting primary forces in the four elements.
With the intension to unite micro and macrocosm
On a quest in diffuse areas, physically afar

I open the atlas to solitary spheres
Thousand maps drawn with blood
Subconsciously descending into the context of these archaic pergaments
As the moon rises to release me
Esteemed emotions

The lunar aurora, the spirits productive grain
Guide me into a landscape, astral and arcane
I can feel (I can feel) the towering the mountain (the towering the mountain)
As well as the abyss-like sea.
In my veins (in my veins) the wildest river and every growing tree

A visitor in a void with forest-capped fields
Climbing the ladder of sagacity
Touched by the vast starry sky’s nocturnal kiss
The most passionate romance between lovers

Observing, obeying, obtaining the absolute
Leaving my physical host
In the cave of dreams a courier I am
Passing visions to the body

The lunar aurora, the spirits productive grain
Guide me into a landscape, astral and arcane
I can feel (I can feel) the towering the mountain (the towering the mountain)
As well as the abyss-like sea
In my veins (in my veins) the wildest river and every growing tree

A twilight child in twilight zones fated to find the key
To unlock the soul from the fleshprison, striving endlessly

2. Algol

[Lyrics: Karl-Erik Forsslund, freely translated by Vintersorg]

Algol, demon, capricious
Your brightness shifts from day to day
Rises, abates, intensifies again
Sometimes triumphant and sparkling
Sometimes pale and faint

For a long time we’ve searched with wonder for the key
To this mystery, the right element
To your eager and changing, queer temperament

Now we’ve dispersed the haze of the riddle:
You’ve got a companion on your journey
Like a slave, a faithful shadow he constantly follows you on the desolate path
He circles and sneaks quiet around you… (closely)

Never have we seen his guise
Dark, parches, stiff and cold, but still we know he exists
Like ashamed he hides behind you
Free and merry you shine
Until he once again crawls out of the darkness and covers you
And your glare becomes pallid and dull
And your mind cloudy

And similar there are many Algols wanders in the space
Maybe even more among us on earth
Sunlight spirits darkened by a shadow
Young princes concealed by old slaves
Double-souls, divided creatures
A blissful son of the light indissolubly linked with a bitter dark demon

3. A Dialogue with the Stars

Ardent star-shine upon my face
The monumental night-sky reveal its torches
Unaltered for aeons, yet zestful they’re flaming
Like ornamental diamonds
In my telescopes focus, a striding light conjure me fixedly
Oh, what a colorful drama, what a theatrical performance

These myriads of stars (oh…) enchants me with their oddity
At cosmos entrance hall (oh…) where time and space units in a charade
Under crimson flares I watch (oh…) the tempest of the universe
In dark artistry (oh…) I lionize the splendorous glare

An unearthly voice of euphony express itself in an ancient tongue
Its elocution is based on silence
So it pulsates through the five senses
It’s like a poem of wisdom and wizardry navigating through the world
A legacy from nebulas, an endless mystic conversation

Now clouds (oh…) gather (oh…) at a distant skyline to cover the firmament
Rays (oh…) are fading (oh…) in a metamorphosis of the blazing weave above

26 years (oh…) have past (oh…) since it first called my name
And when I’m dead (oh…) this piece of jewelry (oh…) will still remain!

4. Cosmic Genesis

“Formulas of an ethereal intellect strayed through black and empty planes, into the auditorium of evolution.
In devious ways magic came and created a spectra of fiery celestial bodies.
Since then they’ve been a cynosure to ulterior worlds, beyond the fifth element.”

The bodies are like a stratum of dust on a dark livid background
Spherical architectures vomiting coronas
The sacred hemispheres are the compass to eternity
My notion is unison with its sidereal modesty

Rise solar spirits in the caravan of supernovas
Give me the palmist visual sensation
I’m a newborn in this omnipotent laboratory
Fulfilled with balance and harmony in a timeless nexus

Cosmic genesis, galactic powers astir
Cosmic genesis, as the magnitude expands
Cosmic genesis, I watch the vista transform
Cosmic genesis, blessed by the stellar wind

Somehow it seems to be built on mathematics
But it hides in the dress of obscurity

Quantum questions rests – since dawn of chronology
In the arms of the spiral galaxy…

Cosmic genesis, galactic powers astir
Cosmic genesis, as the magnitude expands
Cosmic genesis, I watch the vista transform
Cosmic genesis, blessed by the stellar wind

Oh…
…

Cosmic genesis, galactic powers astir
Cosmic genesis, as the magnitude expands
Cosmic genesis, I watch the vista transform
Cosmic genesis, blessed by the stellar wind
Blessed by the stellar wind
Blessed by the stellar wind
Blessed by the stellar wind!

5. Om regnbågen materialiserades

En daggvuren gryningshimmels disiga bud
tjänar som arlaregnets segel.
Till soleld begnistrar dess mantelskrud,
och var droppe bildar en spegel.
Som länkas mot en rymd i bågad ström,
ett draperi som i bjärta kulörer sprakar.
skänkt ifrån molnkaravaners purpurdröm,
lika mystisk som modermörkrets drakar.

Vad skedde om skapnaden blevo solid,
en bro över svindeldjupa avgrunder?
Förgrenad vid gallaxens gömda lid
och stjärnhimlens brinnande lunder?
Skulle vi gå längs bågen tunn
som vattenreflexerna fogar? (mot jordens grund)
Ösa vår visdom ur sagans brunn,
försjunkna i kosmiska skogar? (i en euforisk blund)

Prålande grann
den tunna materian, genomstrålas.
I solskensljus den funnit sin själ,
I vattenrök sitt kärl.
Väsenfylld,
av vädrets makt förgylld, nyanser målas.
Diffusa konturer mitt hjärta när
och fyller ett fjärilslätt begär.

Jag välkomnar dig, sjufärgade dynasti.
Som lindrar min ångest, min inre elegi.

6. Ars Memorativa

“A story about the memory artist Giordano Bruno”

In the labyrinth of the mind!

You built all memories on a framework
of the zodiac and other known structures,
every thought was linked to a special picture.

You stigmatized their keenness and
location on a deep and shrouded level.
Remembering, controlling was the
way to higher knowledge.

“In the nature you saw the outlines of an universal
intelligence, every process a reflecting mirror.
Symbols meant to trigger the shadow of the
ideas in the maze of recollection”

A vortex of information reigned inside and
found its way through the labyrinth of the mind.
With self-hypnosis you put it in a dynamic pattern
in the labyrinth of the mind.

No physical laws were rooted in your system,
everything was forces of thoughts and sensations
which is streaming through man.

Mist and rain, just a condition
of unawareness and volcanos,
a state of rage.

A prophet in cosmology,
like Copernicus you saw the stars as suns
and a warrior who fought with intellectual
swords with arrow-sharp words.

“In the nature you saw the outlines of an universal
intelligence, every process a reflecting mirror.
Symbols meant to trigger the shadow of the
ideas in the maze of recollection”

A vortex of information reigned inside and
found its way through the labyrinth of the mind.
With self-hypnosis you put it in a dynamic pattern
in the labyrinth of the mind.

Remembering, controlling,
a labyrinth of the mind!

A vortex of information reigned inside and
found its way through the labyrinth of the mind.
With self-hypnosis you put it in a dynamic pattern
in the labyrinth of the mind.

7. Rainbow Demon (Uriah Heep cover)

There rides the rainbow demon
On his horse of crimson fire
Black shadows are following closely
On the heels of his desire

Riding on in the mist of morning
No one dared to stand in his way
Possessed by some distant calling
Riding on through night and day

Rainbow demon
Pick up your heart and run
Rainbow demon
Lives for his sword and his gun

Riding on in the mist of morning
No one dared to stand in his way
Possessed by some distant calling
Riding on through night and day

Rainbow demon
Pick up your heart and run
Rainbow demon
Lives for his sword and his gun
Rainbow demon
Pick up your heart and run
Rainbow demon
Lives for his sword and his gun

Rainbow demon

8. Naturens galleri

En grottmyning gapar mörk och dyster
I bergsidans stenstruktur
Vid glimmerschiffrets lyster
Min blick fästs vid dess arkitektur

Där lurar urtidsmakter
Viljekraften i en källrännil
Som störtar ned mot djupa schakter
Och sköljer ådrad spårfossil

Vad helst min blick begrunnar
blåser dess skönhet sinnet i svall
Som en underjordisk måne kall
Bländar en bergkristall
Breda sprickors giriga munnar
Är portaler till jordens märg
Kringränd av malmrik färg
En ateljé i dunkelt berg

Längs trånga gångar mot djupets hjärta
Under takens sköna gotik
Som utsiras av metaller bjärta
I bilder, fulländad estetik
Droppstensskulpterade gestalter
Skrinlagda i tryggt förvar
Formade i hällars spalter
Över rännilen spegelklar

Naturens galleri
Är likt en fantasi
Och mystikens lustgård och boning
Naturens galleri
Vederkvickelsens trolska utopi
Naturens galleri
Är likt en fantasi
Och mystikens lustgård och boning
Naturens galleri
Vederkvickelsens trolska utopi

9. The Enigmatic Spirit

From a far existence a phantom came
To gibe and curse the mortal
Abhorrent was its blear-eyed glance
Which petrified everything, even the wind
So, from which dimension did it travel?
This metaphysical envoy
Which breaks the logical symmetry
And stand above our planetary puzzle

All this is symptomatic for those
Who’s been baptized in fire
It is at least my thesis
(So I want the spirit to speak)

An amorphous energy spawned in a cataract of flames
Invisible for our supervision
Do we dare to open our minds and souls to even analyze it?
Or should it rest in secrecy?
All I know is that I can’t deny its licentious attraction
(So I want the spirit to speak)

[The Spirit:]
“In heaven I am a wild ox
On earth I am a lion
A jester from hell and the shadows almighty
The scientist of darkness
Older than the constellations
The mysterious jinx and the error in heavens’ master plan
In heaven I am a wild ox
On earth I am a lion
A jester from hell and the shadows almighty
The scientist of darkness
Older than the constellations
The mysterious jinx and the error in heavens’ master plan”

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