Materia

Sarah, we once faltered as you froze that morning omen and you told them and you warned them that the sky turned red above them Sarah it’s said, same rain doesn’t fall down twice. Days, gone by, come back as the morning light A colourless demise rises and the only shelter I used to know is gone lost out of sight (repeat refrain) Sarah of the wonders of the wonders made of wonders Venivi dall’atrio del cuore portando le chiavi del sole domani faremo l’amore e niente potrà mai cambiare (You came from the heart’s hall Bringing the keys for the Sun Tomorrow we’ll make love And nothing will ever change) Di questo rimase il rumore d’un sogno che come nel mare si infrange su nere scogliere d’un nero che può cancellare (Of all this, only the noise remained Of a dream crushing on black cliffs So black as to be annihilating) Si dice che il sogno dell’uomo è far sì che il proprio domani sia senza calar del Sole ma dimmi com’è senz’amare? (It’s said a man’s dream Is to let his own tomorrow Be without sundown But tell me, how’s it possible without love?) Ma i sogni son figli del cuore creati in quanto dolore spogliati della lor ragione per questo mandati a morire (But dreams are sons of the heart because they are created in pain Stripped of their reason to be Then sent out to die)

Submitted by MetalElf — Apr 26, 2025

Upon the rivers of the day it blows a cool breeze in the air of thoughts and shimmering hours of May and all its feelings I dared to walk down by the lane calm and fearless in the rain I felt that you were by my side calm and tender You are the reason for this May has washed the purple clouds away You are the reason for this May is warm and fills me with its rays Listen, all the time we witness miracles, all the time! We thought that anyone that has a life bears the cross of the passion and of the time oh, the way I was blind! The time I stumbled over your blue eyes I felt like falling into a pool of joy and a sort of miracle happened the ancient fortress vanished at your smile You are the reason for this May has blown all darkness far away you are the reason for this May is warm and fills me with its rays

Submitted by Sexy Gargoyle — Apr 26, 2025

Uncomfort within the improper feelings of this song I'd rather grey instead of marbled pearly skies its imprint is alive like a post-war Stalingrad A sense of broken Atlantiscapes alive Underside, underwater miles there's a treasure for you just to find lightsand stars, precious minerals A treasure to find you are my treasure to find A caress of water, a caress of life, a caress of aquamarine water Someone is wrong a lifelesness alive I won't be long the time to ask the night how could it go so abnominably wrong someone is wrong A caress of water, a caress of aquamarine dark a caress of lifelesness alive A lifelesness alive

Submitted by Warbringer — Apr 26, 2025

Penso il passato tornerà solo un giorno per portar via questa notte anomala (I think the past will come back, if only for one day To take this anomalous night away) Quando domani tornerai in altra vastità latente (When tomorrow you’ll return In another latent vastness) Penso il passato tornerà anche solo un giorno lacrime azzurre asciugherà (I think the past will come back, even if it’s just for one day Wiping azure tears away) Quando domani tornerai sostanza e verità (When tomorrow you’ll return As substance and verity) You were alone that day behind the screaming crowd, that day and the rain started falling down to soothe the thirst for slaughterings And tomorrow other thunderstorms will come from east as usual then we’ll enjoy them with a smile You were alone that day behind the screaming crowd, that day

Submitted by Nargaroth — Apr 26, 2025

Quel giorno il vecchio s’alzò sull’onda di un brutto sogno capì che era giunto il momento d’andare (That day the old man woke up In the wake of a bad dream Realizing the time to go had come) “Oh cara vecchia Maria è molto che non voliamo” e cosi prese due stracci e salpò per il mare (“Oh dear old Mary We haven’t flown for such a long time” So he gathered some rags and sailed to the sea) Quel giorno il mare era un quadro di colori scuri, disse “Guarda un po chi c’è! Mi sei mancato compare!” (That day, the sea seemed like a painting made of dark colours, and said “Look who’s there! I missed you buddy!”) Non saprei dirvi il perché di questa storia che ha messo amore e dolore in una sacca sgualcita (I can’t say the reason for this story Which puts love and pain in the same creased bag) Capisci, il tempo del gioco é oggi l‘era del vuoto e poi son solo preghiere da porgersi al mare (Understand that the era of play Became the age of emptiness And then it’s all prayers to be said to the sea) Sound the chime Sound the chime Like a sign from high, up high Yeah, it seems like rain but no, it won’t hurt us again and the whole landscape is mine oh friend of mine, of mine All alone in this peak of a time You can only hear this one voice Tell him what you desire and it’s going to happen…

Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Apr 26, 2025

More and more the rain lingers on war only was to bond us all Hell no, no war can paint this more sore the path is packed with bags of coal And bags of coal from some monstruous soul and no, no rain can clean this at all You say, "there's no way-out at all" is something false but way-out, if it is not far is still getting narrow The prayers for light result in failure and dismay but almost yawn, it's a deja-vu sounding horror Someday I'll take you by the hand and leave this place without a face I won't let our world to crumble down and come undone but it's not now, just let me gather strength, we weren't meant to be perfect some things ain't easy even if they seem to work just fine Somewhere over that bridge it's done hey, the rain it splits as we walk But war lingers on and some pain lingers on as we rode the darkness all night long And there's no rain in this final climb where Dante and I have seen such a sight and Beatrice, my bride to sleep now it's time

Submitted by Grave666 — Apr 26, 2025

(Arcadia cover) Whose tears on a gaping voice Who's stretching arms match The hunger of mine There lips will they never join But always draw me closer And further entwined With a promise dealer understand All freedoms fade away To a point of view Where many different pathways meet And we're standing on this precipice With nothing much to gain save But the deep blue screams Of falling dreams With our next move Heaven hide your eyes Heaven's eyes will never dry The shades of a thousand steel Come flashing by my face In the fury of war In desolation and abandoned fields The hungry make their stand When they'll stand for no more Hear the passion in their voices See the heaven in their eyes Their hopes and schemes are waiting Dreams of less than paradise And sometimes we make promises We never mean to keep For blackmail is the only deal A promise dealer sees Heaven hide your eyes Heaven's eyes will never dry

Submitted by johnmansley — Nov 09, 2025

Andiam sopra ad aspettar senti il circo arrivare? (Let’s go upstairs to wait Can you hear the circus coming?) Tutti sopra per giocar per la mano, e poi volare (Everybody upstairs, to play Hand in hand to fly) Between the flowers amongst the grain I seek you now and far away it comes a train Don’t ever want to miss a moment as we’ve just begun something I just wanna be someone that makes you believe you are not breaking away And I wonder what on Earth are we awaiting for the train to tomorrow is here and it is longing to take us away And tomorrow there’ll be landscapes you just dreamt about and the sound of the bells will sound much realer in this brand-new dawn yes tomorrow there’ll be still shades of yesterday but they’ll get vaguer and vaguer as the winter’s caress approaches close I run to you and I see the sky crying crying tears of widow, tears soon wiped dry and thousand windows look at us dance this sweet’n’sour theme, a romance dance, dance, dance… Engulf me in your soul and let those feathered arms fly

Submitted by The Void — Apr 26, 2025

Sometimes the night brings memories, sometimes the night brings feelings you thought they are died in some dusty, forgotten lost hall of your mind yes, sometimes the night This time a sea of ox-eyes painting the irises of white flooding my senses with light filling my forgotten halls with bright Because the lanes of the night always lead to railways blind always lead to the most pointless rhymes ryhmes of life that sometimes we must write take the hand that is given to you let yourself to this Sunday morning We're riding this shore to some-place beyond so don't ever believe we'd stop by a thousand years we've got ahead of your eyes (x 2) The further sight, always the farhest of sights The farthest sight Pride and might we believe it's Nothijngrad

Submitted by NecroLord — Apr 26, 2025