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Mysterious Medicine Prepared in Own Laboratory

by Bells of Soul

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Malleus Maleficarum 11:15
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Malleus Maleficarum Maleus Maleficarum Lupus solutarius per hibernum clamat propter lunam Et in saxis lacrimas seminat Abyssus luporum est profundissimus Quapropter nox sempterna est Malleus maleficarum Libitina causa malorum est, Libitina mortis dea est Lunae illustrant magarum tumulum Femina acheruntica librum timet Fatifer libro Malleus maleficarum Veneficae in paludibus fascinum recitant Acerbum interitum portant maleficae Acerba tuens acerbum cor Victimae in cratera bibunt medicamentum malum Castellum magarum in monte saxosi est Lacus maestus est Locus ocultus Veneficae incantamentum in cárcere recitant Incantamentum magarum portat malum Spelunca noctuarum est profundissima Noctua magarum portat animas Templa corvorum sunt domicilium Ranae in cortinam veneficarum natant Umbra mortis per noctem perambulat Líber paenitentiarum Inumbrante vespere Malleus maleficarum
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Roderick's letter 06:01
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Mr. Roderick’s Letter I just received a letter From my old mate It’s really a weird And disturbing letter He says he is very ill And worried about his sister The shaky words indicate His health is impaired And everything seems very odd to me, the widow moon shines in the night, it seems very odd to me, I feel I will fall in the precipice tonight Miss Madeline is his sister She walks by the night’s corridors Wears a long and white dress Like a pale ghoul She suffers from catalepsy And has death trances They live very far Very far from here I haven’t seen them a long time, A long time ago An old and tumbledown house On desolate Road Sweet smell of flowers Oppresses my friend The lights hurt his eyes Intensely And everything seems very odd to me, the widow moon shines in the night, it seems very odd to me, I feel I will fall in the precipice tonight I am scraping the night with my teeth, Chewing bitter thoughts, chewing bitter dreams A gale of screams into my heart Trembles my soul, trembles my heart tonight “Good evening sir; Mr. Roderick is waiting for you”.
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Victor's creation 05:42
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The Creation of Victor I am Captain Walton, I heard a gruesome story Told by a strange doctor, A strange man; He was obsessed For imputing life Into his creature; Into his creature He worked hard For the single meaning Of pouring life Into an inanimate body When the rainy night came, In that lukewarm November, He was desperate To finish his goal Even swallowed by doubts, He finally finished What he should never Have started He worked hard For the single meaning Of pouring life Into an inanimate body “Let me introduce myself, I am Victor, I belong to the family of Frankensteins. I discovered the mystery of life into a gloomy setting And this only brought me misfortune Cos so many people were killed by my creation” He’s alive doctor Victor! He’s alive!
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Ἀχιλλεύς, (Peleus' son Achilles) 03:09
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Ἀχιλλεύς, (Peleus' son Achilles) τίς τ᾽ ἄρ σφωε θεῶν ἔριδι ξυνέηκε μάχεσθαι; μῆνιν ἄειδε θεὰ Πηληϊάδεω Ἀχιλῆος οὐλομένην, ἣ μυρί᾽ Ἀχαιοῖς ἄλγε᾽ ἔθηκε, πολλὰς δ᾽ ἰφθίμους ψυχὰς Ἄϊδι προΐαψεν ἡρώων, αὐτοὺς δὲ ἑλώρια τεῦχε κύνεσσιν 5οἰωνοῖσί τε πᾶσι, Διὸς δ᾽ ἐτελείετο βουλή, ἐξ οὗ δὴ τὰ πρῶτα διαστήτην ἐρίσαντε Ἀτρεΐδης τε ἄναξ ἀνδρῶν καὶ δῖος Ἀχιλλεύς. τίς τ᾽ ἄρ σφωε θεῶν ἔριδι ξυνέηκε μάχεσθαι;
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Mr Baudelaire's flowers 05:43
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Mr. Baudelaire’s Flowers Mr. Baudelaire cultivated Bad flowers on his gate This way, everything he knows is justly Everything he needs The reason of beauty was downed By the flowers The reason of beauty will be The reason of sad 1857 bitter petals around the city Men injured by the flowers Of Mr. Baudelaire The reason of beauty was downed By the flowers The reason of beauty will be the reason of sad Oh flower, the more childish and flattering flower, Were born in a dark morning, no colors, The sun's rays driven them away, Pushing him into the dark The reason of beauty was downed By the flowers The reason of beauty will be The reason of sad Tell me Mr. Baudelaire, Do you know who, in fact, Cultivates bad flowers?
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Utopian Island 05:32
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The Utopian Island I am looking to the mirror and my image seems very strange to me. My eyes are so far, my mind tells me nothing. Can you tell me who I am, please? I am walking nowhere; I don’t know where I am. I hear strange noises, and I don’t remember my name. Can you tell me who I am, please? Welcome to the strange world of the happiness. Welcome to the lonely world Here you can do everything that you want to. Everything is all right in this place. You can find friends, you can find love, and you can find everything that you want to. Welcome to the strange world of the happiness. Welcome to the lonely world Hey Mr. More, I am so confused. Everyone is very happy here. Could you tell me where I am? “Sure. Welcome to the strange and utopian island of the happiness”.
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Dr. Fausto's Museum 06:28
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Dr. Fausto’s Museum An elderly door creaks and hurts the floor Some delusions numbs into the heart The life creeps itself into the night While I hear the sweet voice of soul (like this) The fate was bewitched by the strange sounds The witchcraft of light brings weird visions The life creeps itself into the night While I hear the sweet voice of soul (like this) "Dr. Fausto knows that his books are extremely dusty”
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Quasimodo 05:40
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Quasimodo I’ve lived in the church’s tower Bells are only my friends The night never dies There’s only an obscure sun And everything what I see It’s only a sweet lady Her name is Esmeralda Esmeralda is her name I am the darker portion Of a weird picture This is the shadows' hideout This is my dark shelter I'm the trembling shadow Illuminated by candles And everything what I see It’s only the sweet lady Her name is Esmeralda Esmeralda is her name I am the darker portion Of a weird picture Everyone watches me askance The astonishment falls on the peoples I have a papillomavirus My name is Quasimodo I have a big hump My name is Quasimodo My leg is sore, I am lame My name is Quasimodo I can not hear anything My name is Quasimodo I live in the church’s tower My name is Quasimodo
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Once Upon a Time 05:12
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Once upon a time Once upon a time a damsel in distress She had tenderness in her voice Her simple and sore voice hypnotizes the men who hear that sweet sing Who could have that pain in the heart? I asked to myself Coming down through just dark stairs I could hear that voice ever closer to me Then I saw the most beautiful damsel Smiling and dancing for me I had never seen Such a beautiful image. Is it a dream? I thought to myself Wait! Suddenly something is wrong! Something seems very wrong! It seems really strange, it seems no good “Don’t say nothing; everything what you’ll say will be used against you”

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Bells of Soul is a musical goth project that has been developed since 2003 by Sânian.
This CD was released on August 27th, 2015.
It’s recorded in The Land of Bells Studio.
Sânian: all voices, arrangements and musical instruments.

Special guest: Claudionosfera has played electric guitar (except: track 03).

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released August 27, 2015

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Bells of Soul São Paulo, Brazil

BELLS OF SOUL is a musical project that has been developed since 2003 by Sânian. The leaves wandered for nocturnal airs, beating in gates which complained when yielding ticket to the mysterious sense of the night. The own sun celebrated the arrival of the moon; the night felt the kiss of the twilight and this mutation received unimaginable secrets. Since then, bells are ringing. ... more

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