Free Spirit - Cadaveria

This is a nameless night, but it’s so meaningful

Almost perfect it is the scenery

The snow, a party elsewhere…

Somebody in a bed of sex and pleasure

Let’s soil of blood this pure white falling snow

All’s rising and falling in lies

All’s rising and falling in lies

Lack of answers, absence of truth

Thoughts and actions are overloaded by structures

Find the force to convert this state of absolute absence

In a cradle of art and knowledge

Let’s soil of blood this pure white falling snow

All’s rising and falling in lies

All’s rising and falling in lies

A feeble light to look at for a while

I want to fly, release my free spirit

Delicious and sublime

Let’s soil of blood this pure white falling snow

All’s rising and falling in lies

All’s rising and falling in lies

Inconsistent body, catatonic state of mind

No hurry in this night

No hurry in this night

Inconsistent body, catatonic state of mind

Delicious and sublime

Delicious and sublime