...ed io fui l’Uomo...
...il vecchio corpo che riesco appena a ricordare.
Pesante, tiepido e molle, sopravvivevo al tramonto dei miei giorni, attendendo il Buio, eterno compagno.
Scrivevo ogni cosa, per quanto gli occhi potessero ancora vedere e la mente ricordare.
Scrivevo ogni cosa, per quanto le vecchie mani potessero ancora sostenere e per quanto la debole candela, li accanto,
potesse, la carta, ancora lievemente illuminare...
E scrissi molto di cio‘ che fui e di cio’ che feci.
Scrissi molto, addormentandomi piano...
E fu in quell’attimo, nel silenzio umano, che sentii l’anima mia, volar via dal corpo...
Ma fu in quell’attimo, nel silenzio morto, che sentii la voce mia, divenir di nuovo forte.
Piu’ non potrei raccontare, se non fossi cio’ che sono, ma fui scelto tra i miliardi. Ma fui scelto, Amico caro, per poter scegliere anch’io.
Quando, morto, riaprii gli occhi, vidi le Maschere d’intorno.
Vidi poi il mio volto nuovo, quel che mi veniva donato... ed io divenni l’aria, tra l’oscuro vecchio volto ed il nuovo piu’ maestoso, e l‘anima mia li riposi, dove vive ancora,
dove piano versai la mia unica lacrima oltre...
...e li rimasi fermo tra Vita e Morte, Pianto e Sorriso,
Pena e Gaudio... rimasi in mezzo, e rimasi... ancora vivo.
...ed io fui l’Uomo, ora svanito, divenuto, appena oltre,
deliziosamente Maschera
Claude Arcano
Inside I feel empty spaces and out is there my spirit floating?
Someone is singing about my end and my passing away.
I feel the warmth of cuddles and her tears caressing me, I taste her mouth on my lips enlived again by that voice, by that singing.
He: What could remain while I'm running far from you?
She: Yes I swear, I will never leave your Grave!
He: Your devotion will embrace my death whispering this song.
She: While I'm singing this Lullaby for your Grave!
My soul refuse the body and open eyes can't see, the life was stolen.
Someone is singing about my ghost that is living again.
I feel my nothingness in the Chaos of your breath recalling me.
Are these my chains? Is this my story end?
Is this the tie you could never dissolve?
What could remain while I'm running far from you?
what could I awaiting for, from now? Please, will never leave my Grave!
Your devotion will embrace my death and every night your tears will nourish my sad rest whispering this song, this Lullaby for my Grave!
why everything slips away from my hands?
every lie's on my back, everything...
can somebody help me? can something save me?
Isolate on my praying, on the sand, on the world's fool breath, it starts from decay
and follow the waves of my voice delayed...
the hopes are now set aside and every second collapse on me, my son made of clay
is the only way I need to ride, and calling to rise again.
Rise! From this water, my tears, I command!
Rise! this life I'm blowing on you!
Rise, and every drop from my eyes is for your rise
Answer me my son!
I'm writing truth on your head, touching your eyes and your heart
(hands are shuddering again)
and follow the lines on your forehead skin of sand.
My body is now at the end, my light is going out without a sound,
my son I'm giving my life to you.
Go in the world as the son I loved, keep your head up so everyone can read
the word I'm writing now on your head, I command...
Make the life I'm giving to you, the life I've never lived!
Make people cry in front of the truth!
Make people shamefully die, drowned in their lies and empty words they croaks.
Spirits and Breaths come in circles and fly to me!
Listen to my spell and tell it to the overflowing tombs!
keep my voice and eyes, bring back souls to life!
knock on door of death, set free all those rejects!
Regain the dawn of Darkness!
I feel awake but my body lies on the ground, it doesn't breathe.
So clear, I can't stand around the sounds, I feel such as a young butterfly.
Rocking closed eyes and moving, crawling so deep in the dark, voices are scratching me!
Open your eyes to the new youngest night, wake up to me in your flesh.
Open your ears to the words I pronounce, carry out my spell on your fears.
Day for your ivory bones to grow again, new life caressed by my tonge.
Day for your blood to be sap again, day for your hearts to be mine.
Able to smell the day, creatures from deep dead lands,
no time can locks you under graves again.
Alive to this world, alive unchained, you will can be seen again!
Is this the promise He spoke? Is that the spell on His tongue?
...now I feel awake and my body moves on the ground and I hear it again.
Screams and shouts, to strew the new life.
Screams and shouts, my spell on the graves!
All those sickly deads are now alive to the world!
All those creatures I made are now alive to me!
One, Two, Three, fallen into the night again and smell the fears.
Four, Five, Six, stand again and run across the life into your eyes.
On my ears the sound of steps, the sound of breath, the sound of broken nails on the ground,
On my frozen tongue the flavour of blood and now I run so fast and you are so sweet, so warm, so clear, so tasty for my lust
and you are so cute but I can't hear your scream “leave me alive!”
I'm hunting deep in the night to make icy your fire of blood,
I'll fly above existence and eternity,
I'm hunting deep in the night to blow away your dust, Paint it Black!
Six, Five, Four, the last jump away from my last humanity.
Three, Two, One, the only one last pray in the tear I taste from your cheeks.
Here I am, fallen into your night again for smell your fears and here you are,
my pleasure of blood and now enjoy the embrace of death!
Fear will fill my nose till I will be
Fear will be my law and now I accept this.
That's your dose from now and forever your red amphetamine.
Kill or die, the final conviction to uphold your bestiality.
Here you are, fallen into your night again for smell the fears
and here you are, your pleasure of blood and now run so fast and die!
(Inferno, Canto V, 74-142)
Walking through the screams, tapping the fire above... (and) on the wind feeling the pain, the blood, the betrayal, that has exiled them into the darkness.
am I dreaming or dying at the end of my days?
- but stop whispering inside my head -
am I alive or am I the ghost of my guilty life? am I such a fool to hearing your voice inside?
am I fool or am I changing?
scared by what I am finding inside...?
and while I’m watching the lust spinning fast and forever, there's a cancer beating my heart. My body moves itself to reach the movements of dirty hands. What's wrong with me, what's wrong with them?
I'm just wishing to stand here and keep on enjoying their shouting pleasure, filthy words and whispering, embraced in hell.
As a stone in the silence, lost in their breaths I am...
(something told from outside...inside)
hung to lust, this love smells of death, eternally, out of time again.
Walking through the screams, tapping the fire above... in my heart I'm loving the pain, the blood, the betrayal, my surrender... my weakness, my desire!
I'm here, understanding me, rediscovering me, reviving me and letting them embrace me. Understanding me, rediscovering me,
letting my body be loved too, embraced in hell.
(musical poem by Claude Arcano)
This story will begin when the sun will die beyond the human's creeds.
I'll tell you about the night, about the loneliness and despair.
I'll walk with heavy steps across your tears and I'll fly with my sharpest wings on your fears,
I'll sing about the Pain, about my Rain.
and inside this black, it's all over!
It's raining over, tears on tears, on disarmed blinks of eyes,
it reminds me when that pain began so I can realize where I could belong to.
I'm going to try to live but, inside this Black, it's all over!
There's a lace around my heart and it's crushing every positive thought,
spinning the thread of the millionth fake escapes, from here.
Meet my eyes from another distant sky, fall on me I'm thirsty of light,
i'm just tears and now my tears are raining on me.
Just tears on tears, just me on me, just rain on the Oblivion.
My disease, all the promises and falls, all on my knees
[hopes are carved in my soul, engraved on my spine so I try...]
I'm trying to escape, I'll try again, but inside this Black it's all over!
I weigh up in Silence my feeling once again and find myself still crying. I'm gone outside, inside my soul's moveing... Wings, dark sisters of mine take me up to the high emotions of dreams, let me stay without me once again.
Watching from the clouds I'm flying once again.
Why can't I dream? Why can't I feel my night so warm? I'm wishing for my body hanging between life and death! Dreams, dark brothers of mine delete all my days, erease my daily anxiety, make me feel like this.
Resting myself on the clouds. I'm screaming out blood, mud and life's pains.
Landing is not my choice. Something's calling, something's growing. Something's burning my eyes. Muscles devour the bones, air penetrates my lungs!
Heart pumps out the blood on asphalt and grey sand. Heart pumps out the blood on asphalt once again!