HOME | DD

Description
CYRENE THE BEAUTY
Jaelcemin and Joseph Maximillian singing about Cyrene.

JAELCEMIN:
Jezebell angel!
Innocent eyes, lusty soul,
I would forsake my angels to stay with her demons!

Like a tender albino spider,
she weaves a web between the lilies on my grave,
And casts her spell of deed covered with deceit.

Tears in her eyes,
as she speaks lies,
Blood drops on her lips,
mouth grinning,
as she folds her hands to pray,
sweat on her breast,
as she moans the prayer.

Slowly, with taste and elegance,
she tortures my soul and teases my body,
Sweet Lilith,
a carnivore night bird,
she will eat me alive,
Leaving only bones to decorate her tomb.
Like Phidias, a holy architect,
she polishes my ribcage and spine to shine,
memorialising my image, she constructs my shadow.

The star of Delilah must have guided this little angel,
As she lost her mind and copulated with the shadow of the Damned himself.

Oh, my muse! My life force!
Angles won’t protect me ,
They won’t shield me from my fate,
I raped the hope of my salvation,
Through the Eden´s gate I dare to enter,
I beheaded all the snakes on my way.

Oh, Cyrene,
I see her dance the deadly dance of Giselle,
My soul shatters into pieces,
It is only you who can collect it together,
Sweet little Cyrene, fragile silver lily.

Forgive me my toxic love.
Throw away the contagious rose I gave you,
and fall asleep into the bottom of tranquility of the ocean.

Under the bed covered with liquid blue silk and snow chiffon,
Rest your little white face enflamed with silver soft hair locks
Onto the pearlescent pillow.
Milky white breast soaked in blackberry wine,
Fragile haunted moth, venom is in your words of love.
Your tears turn my stone heart into bloody piece of beating meat.
Your smile make me a fool dancing in joy,
Your kiss make me fall apart.

JOSEPH MAXIMILLIAN:

Oh Cyrene! Sweet Death Angel,
A carnivore ulcer,
In my heart, she is in my head!
Her thorny thought is running through my veins,
Her gluttonous shadow is chasing me,
swallowing my own silhouette.

I would give you my heart,
just for you to leave me alive,
I would give you my promise,
just to erase your image from my mind.

Oh Cyrene, you drive me insane,
And insane I shall be,
For the laughing and mocking crowd,
A desperate jester,
upside down, my sanity is twisted.

Engraved in my mind,
A sequence of your words paint the virgin moon scarlet,
Captured in my heart,
A film of your moves make sky and sea switch places.

The herald of the dawn will show me the way away from you,
But it’s too late,
Insane, I will kill the herald,
in a suicide manner,
I will stay with you and offer you my life.

Lovely maneater, sweet malice.
You ripped off the wings on my back,
And threw me cursed
to the bottom of the lake of blasphemy and passion.
In the icy glaziers of your shining silver eyes
I see a glimpse of hell inside my heart.

In mercy, St. Aurora Cathedral will burry my sins,
but I will burn the Cathedral
In the name of the evil maiden,
because it is her whim,
And her whim is my order.

Beneath her snow white skin
boiling blood of chaos is flowing.
Little monster underneath the cape of angel feathers,
Honey sweet succubus,
Sometimes, even God can fall into infamy.

My sweet Cyrene, Lucifer´s favourite maiden,
Her soul flickers with the iridescence of butterfly wings.
I would let them burn my body,
Into ashes I will turn for your kiss,
Trade my soul for the luxury of her shining eyes.
I accept the price,
Exchange God’s prohibition and pray to Lucifer for help,
Heavens guardians sing in unison:
You are not welcome anymore.

Oh, Lucifer!
Your little servant does her job well,
Reward her with all the world’s pleasures,
Give her mercy, the eternal life of happiness.
With my sacrifice make her forget how to cry,
And love her sincerely,
so you too will be saved,
fallen heartless angel.
Oh, Lucifer,
Savoury fruits,
Our hearts beat in unison.

Description
CYRENE THE BEAUTY
Jaelcemin and Joseph Maximillian singing about Cyrene.

JAELCEMIN:
Jezebell angel!
Innocent eyes, lusty soul,
I would forsake my angels to stay with her demons!

Like a tender albino spider,
she weaves a web between the lilies on my grave,
And casts her spell of deed covered with deceit.

Tears in her eyes,
as she speaks lies,
Blood drops on her lips,
mouth grinning,
as she folds her hands to pray,
sweat on her breast,
as she moans the prayer.

Slowly, with taste and elegance,
she tortures my soul and teases my body,
Sweet Lilith,
a carnivore night bird,
she will eat me alive,
Leaving only bones to decorate her tomb.
Like Phidias, a holy architect,
she polishes my ribcage and spine to shine,
memorialising my image, she constructs my shadow.

The star of Delilah must have guided this little angel,
As she lost her mind and copulated with the shadow of the Damned himself.

Oh, my muse! My life force!
Angles won’t protect me ,
They won’t shield me from my fate,
I raped the hope of my salvation,
Through the Eden´s gate I dare to enter,
I beheaded all the snakes on my way.

Oh, Cyrene,
I see her dance the deadly dance of Giselle,
My soul shatters into pieces,
It is only you who can collect it together,
Sweet little Cyrene, fragile silver lily.

Forgive me my toxic love.
Throw away the contagious rose I gave you,
and fall asleep into the bottom of tranquility of the ocean.

Under the bed covered with liquid blue silk and snow chiffon,
Rest your little white face enflamed with silver soft hair locks
Onto the pearlescent pillow.
Milky white breast soaked in blackberry wine,
Fragile haunted moth, venom is in your words of love.
Your tears turn my stone heart into bloody piece of beating meat.
Your smile make me a fool dancing in joy,
Your kiss make me fall apart.

JOSEPH MAXIMILLIAN:

Oh Cyrene! Sweet Death Angel,
A carnivore ulcer,
In my heart, she is in my head!
Her thorny thought is running through my veins,
Her gluttonous shadow is chasing me,
swallowing my own silhouette.

I would give you my heart,
just for you to leave me alive,
I would give you my promise,
just to erase your image from my mind.

Oh Cyrene, you drive me insane,
And insane I shall be,
For the laughing and mocking crowd,
A desperate jester,
upside down, my sanity is twisted.

Engraved in my mind,
A sequence of your words paint the virgin moon scarlet,
Captured in my heart,
A film of your moves make sky and sea switch places.

The herald of the dawn will show me the way away from you,
But it’s too late,
Insane, I will kill the herald,
in a suicide manner,
I will stay with you and offer you my life.

Lovely maneater, sweet malice.
You ripped off the wings on my back,
And threw me cursed
to the bottom of the lake of blasphemy and passion.
In the icy glaziers of your shining silver eyes
I see a glimpse of hell inside my heart.

In mercy, St. Aurora Cathedral will burry my sins,
but I will burn the Cathedral
In the name of the evil maiden,
because it is her whim,
And her whim is my order.

Beneath her snow white skin
boiling blood of chaos is flowing.
Little monster underneath the cape of angel feathers,
Honey sweet succubus,
Sometimes, even God can fall into infamy.

My sweet Cyrene, Lucifer´s favourite maiden,
Her soul flickers with the iridescence of butterfly wings.
I would let them burn my body,
Into ashes I will turn for your kiss,
Trade my soul for the luxury of her shining eyes.
I accept the price,
Exchange God’s prohibition and pray to Lucifer for help,
Heavens guardians sing in unison:
You are not welcome anymore.

Oh, Lucifer!
Your little servant does her job well,
Reward her with all the world’s pleasures,
Give her mercy, the eternal life of happiness.
With my sacrifice make her forget how to cry,
And love her sincerely,
so you too will be saved,
fallen heartless angel.
Oh, Lucifer,
Savoury fruits,
Our hearts beat in unison.