Four Stages of a Deathtrip

by Северия / Severia

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Bourgas 1994 06:56
Years have passed trying to tame the beast within us, I still remember the summer of 1994. Bourgas besieged, the town fell, celebrating the march of army, dressed in black. We were gathering in the tombs underground, these tombs were nuclear shelters. Many a blasphemious deeds were done where no sunlight enters. We are living shadows, We are consumers of life.
Lost. 05:03
The boy, almost a man, sits in the cold hall, thinking of the Death herself, this is something beyond his comprehension at all. Why is he so sad? Why does he think so much? Is it a gift or a curse? A matter of Destiny one may say... Melancholy and regret, to revive things forgotten long time ago, no attempt is made or planned, to improve his present state.
Silence fell no sounds at all, though the rain's falling on the concrete floor, colours fade away, my face is pale, like the piece of paper that lies next to me - carefully placed, my soul is black, like the letters in my notice for goodbye - waiting to be found, my life is gone, never to return in this world. Why are you here? "L" for life, "L" for lie, "D" for Death, Devil and Desire, the clock counts the last seconds of my life. The Death shall be my bride, the Devil our priest, the drops shall be our witnesses, so pure and so cold, the coffin - our bed, the darkness - our love. Dark pressure blows the mind, from the very heart it streams, for I've summoned her on the top, of the black marble tower. I see her from beneath, cold blue eyes that stare from above, burning swastikas rotate in eyer that freeze, one step forward and I'll join her dance.
That was the day when my best friend died, silently he left my world, I thought I would be sad, but I didn't weep a single drop. My memories, I thought they'd live, suddenly they disappeared, like clouds in a sunny day swept away by naughty winds. The arguments live, the best times're gone, the disappointments overcome my memories, the friendship's lost, new time has come, a man goes on his way. That was the day when my best friend died.


Artwork Svetoslav Vassilev.
© 2006 Independent Musical Scene of Bourgas, Ivaylo Bratovanov, MK 51523


released January 1, 2006


Agarvaen / Wulfilla - vocals, guitar
Belfegor - guitar, vocals
Diabolus - bass
Firebliss - drums


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Hieronymus Bosch started in 1995 under the name of Agartha.
Severia started in 2003.

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