
Date of issue: 16.08.1992
Record label: Capitol
Song language: English
Architect Of Pain |
Let me paint you a portrait of a man |
Whose very name would define in times to come all things profane |
Born unto privilege child of aristocracy |
So tender the young mind, yet so unclean |
His was a heart of darkness that beat within his chest |
Breathing life into the crimes he’d manifest |
Imp of the perverse on a bloody path he trods |
Scribe of the unthinkable the Marquis de Sade |
Outraging the laws of hate and narcissism |
That to fight the inclination’s but in vain |
Nature inspires our tastes bizarre |
She paints them only as they are |
From the darkest corners of the mind as real |
As the morning sun shall rise, just the same |
He wove his written word with threads of flesh throughout |
He promised things so frightening they’ll turn you inside out |
When terror’s grip has set your soul is set aflame |
Behold the architect of pain |
Unearthing fantasies too savage to reveal |
Twisting your world with visions centuries concealed |
Was he philosopher or was he just insane? |
Behold the architect of pain |
Each tale black as pitch dressed in the colors of hell |
Your dreams will fill with the sounding of the knell |
Feel the looming shadow of the hungry guillotine |
And you’ll be blinded by the blade’s fatal gleam |
Outraging the laws of both nature and religion |
Subjugation in behalf or her domain |
Or so he believed with all his hate and narcissism |
That to fight the inclination’s but in vain |
Nature inspires our tastes bizarre |
She paints them only as they are |
From the darkest corners of the mind as real |
As the morning sun shall rise, just the same |
Nature cannot bind you, you only need to serve unto her |
Harming without stint or cease at the expense of whosoever may be |
Their pain becomes your paradise, your lust their demise |
Forced you to recognize |
The beast within, he helped you to visualize |
No desire to torment flesh and bone |
The mind can cause far greater destruction alone |
When the seed has taken root |
It grows impure, your thoughts pollute |
All things please nature, she has need of our misdeeds |
We serve her as we sin |
The bloodier our opus |
The greater her domain and her esteem for us |
Outraging the laws of both nature and religion |
Subjugation in behalf or her domain |
Or so he believed with all his hate and narcissism |
That to fight the inclination’s but in vain |
Nature inspires our tastes bizarre |
She paints them only as they are |
From the darkest corners of the mind as real |
As the morning sun shall rise, just the same |
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