Holy Forever Lyrics - Divina Enema

[Caym:] 

With gesture I call you 

O stranger unknown... 

[The Grove:] 

Ye nasty knight came wriggling down 

among the tangled pillars 

where's nothing to be done but hold your ground 

thus hold on to your head! 

Tell how ye move about 

in spite of all the rules we've to attend to... 

where the life does end? 

[Peter:] 

For I was very anxious to be of use 

they wept and prayed for miserable hand 

'All of you may treat me as a friend 

I said 

where the life does end' 

[Caym:] 

Well 

that's my fault 

for keeping my eyes open... 

If I'd shut them tight up 

It would not have happened 

my friend... 

where the life does end' 

If I only knew 

indeed! 

I wouldn't have been penalised! 

[Peter:] 

I had far better help you hadn't I? 

[Caym:] 

You'd better keep an open eye! 

As ours 

sooth to say 

were nowhere to be found 

and now we've lost 'em 

we are blind! 

[Caacrinolaas:] 

They are gone! 

There is more evidence to come yet 

...where the life does end! 

[Peter:] 

So he went on with closed eyes 

and half forgotten grove he'd seen... 

though he knew he had but to open them again 

and all would change to dull reality 

[Both with Caym:] 

If I only knew I wouldn't have been 

so foolish penalised! 

[Caym:] 

And now we've got indeed 

immortal and uncanny sight! 

Quite liquid one for sleepless kin 

with their forever watchful eye! 

Behold them folded roaring 

swarming loudly in the dead of night! 

[Caacrinolaas:] 

Ye seem to be dead! 

Ye have fed the vermin with 

your foliage 

that's the reason why ye weep! 

Ye shall reveal 

your skin's all 'round the pew 

ye asked much more than your god could endure 

[The Grove:] 

We all were the people 

now we are the pillars! 

Watch as your almighty god does kill his children! 

Watch the nonsense that 

shall decimate his creatures! 

Would you like to feel the charm of our adventures? 

[Caym:] 

We all got in this trap 

we have gotten... 

We were fools but we have forgotten 

way we used to be 

seed we used to sow! 

We all are the pillars and so is our lord! 

[Caacrinolaas:] 

Chase the castaway 

who's been haunting the catafalque! 

Since his death he screams 

'take them away! 

'Take away them all: 

those bones from my poor corpse 

I won't endure the dead inside the trunk of mine! ' 

Only daemons know 

where those weeping pillars grow 

They are standing like a wall... 

having confirmed their own request 

they have embodied that chest 

or any wooden thing we know! 

[Caym:] 

I do not suppose there will be a tree left standing 

for ever so far round 

by the time they've finished such chat! 

[Caacrinolaas:] 

Deeply he sighed and drew his palm 

looking more like branch 

than anything else across his eyes 

he wept already out! 

[Caym:] 

There's hot blood dropping down 

from the ancient vaults every now and then 

and if something wasn't done about it 

in less than no time 

there would be a pool full of blood 

sacred one result of such obedience! 

[Caacrinolaas speaking triumphantly:] 

An unjust verdict will be worth while impunity! 

You will hear the tangled sentence made anew 

so sheer guile will reign again indignantly! 

Only ye repine against your fate! 

[The Grove:] 

Our pain! 

[Caacrinolaas:] 

Won't we receive the Eucharist again!? 

[The Grove:] 

Ye ask in vain! 

[Caacrinolaas:] 

Ye seem to be dead 

[The Grove:] 

Nobody knows 

[Caacrinolaas:] 

Ye seem to be deaf 

[The Grove:] 

When we all arose 

[Oze:] 

They seem to be sad 

[Caym to Peter:] 

So we ask you not to be afraid! 

[Caacrinolaas:] 

As ye strive to forget in vain 

[Caym:] 

Our stranger 

we shouldn't have been blind 

ye should disdain us! 

We seem to be deaf 

nobody mourns 

we seem to be dead 

o'er our loss! 

But all of us do mourn over our death! 

Do not be so deaf 

it must be divulged 

do not be so dead 

ye should not disdain 

do not be so blind! 

so now we know we cry in vain... 

[Caacrinolaas:] 

Now ye'll observe 

the way our nameless master does 

transform his wights from the people 

to the grove or to the grass 

We will reveal you that device 

do not be surprised enormously... 

[The Grove:] 

We've wept 

We've cried with million tears for years! 

Though 

it seems to us 

we'll never disappear 

[Caacrinolaas:] 

And so will your torture! 

[The Grove:] 

If not the water so what drops down 

from our branches? 

Would you like to feel the charm of our adventures? 

[Oze:] 

Claim from shelves for your very own 

that scenario of thine! 

Now peruse carefully! 

You think o'er your eternal lot 

to be alive disappearing down the throat 

of imps and evil demons 

will make your feathers fly anon! 

[Caacrinolaas in defiance of Caym:] 

Note that darkness was almost complete 

and you could see nothing much beyond your hands' stretch! 

Note that 'twas getting deep dusk 

when the eyes make things greater 

than they should be! 

Mind you! 

By no means out of the fens 

will come drifting a stench 

not the sticky odour of decay 

but a foul reek 

as if filth unnameable were piled 

and hoarded in the dark within... 

All around you 

deep within the gnarly grove 

all around this halloo-holt...heavy 

still and stagnant air 

where any sound fell dead 

where any tree fell dead! 

Prick up your ears at this 

'Unlike we are and yet also much akin' 

[Caym:] 

In couples they've been waltzing 

exhausting each other 

In couples they'll circle till somebody's dead 

Why won't sister murder 

for instance 

her brother? 

Why won't she pursue him to bed or to death? 

Subconsciously tomb does smile 

through every mirror 

Your face is to impact against wretched grimace! 

You're terribly frightened all the time at the thought 

that it might be hungry 

for you 

in which case 

That exquisite one would be very likely 

to eat you up in spite of all your coaxing smiles! 

And everyone will tell: 

that's nothing to what I could say 

if I chose... 

e'en if nobody dies! 

So if you drink much 

from the bottle marked "poison" 

it is almost certain to disagree with you 

sooner or later... 

but would it be any use now 

to speak to the dead or to speak to the imp? 

The beast has been buried and sealed for the ages 

so that was a narrow escape... 

for the dead 

like you 

(immense way you've been betrayed since forever) 

[Caacrinolaas:] 

Come! 

It's no use in crying like that!