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Lyrics 3.4.1.

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3.4.1 (1st album may 1994)

  1. Horror Museum (3'57)
  2. Cristal (4'38)
  3. Mirror Of Memories (9'36)
  4. Black Sorcerer (4'00)
  5. And Then Came The White Lords (4'08)
  6. High History (7'11)
  7. 3 Heroes ... (4'00)
  8. ...4 1 Goal (3'54)
  9. The Eye (2'44)
  10. Loss Of The Precious (3'58)
  11. Wind Of Time (6'02)
  12. Eternal Heroes (4'52)
  13. Code Name : Experiments (5'00)

 

 

ETERNAL HEROES

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(Lyrics : Sibylle Colin-Tocquaine / Music : Bernard Quéruel)

When the Scales seem to be unbalanced
Tiping toward the Bad Side
When Earth is dominated by Evil
And slaughterings and Tortures rule the world

Some persons are chosen
To accomplish their fate
They have to fight
And try to counterbalance the Scales

Elric and Dorian are Eternal Heroes
Fighting for the force which is named Fate
Elric and Dorian are Eternal Heroes
Fighting for the same goal

Don ' t know why them
Don ' t know what to do
Don ' t know their fate
But know their misfortune

Elric and Dorian are Eternal Heroes
Fighting for the force which is named Fate
Elric and Dorian are Eternal Heroes
Fighting for the same goal


MIRROR OF MEMORIES

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(Lyrics : Sibylle Colin-Tocquaine / Music : Bernard Quéruel)

Elric ' cousin hide from him
Somewhere in a Young Land
Yyrkoon ' secret couldn ' t be revealed
Demons had help him

Forgetting everything
The ships ' companies were at his mercy
Elric would arrive from the land
And not from the sea

Elric is the last royal descendant
Of a crual half-God race
His cousin had betrayed him
Through desire of power

The mirror turned round
Pointing its rays to the town
They were escorted by blinds
To stay alive
The rays won ' t touch their eyes

The mirror was broken
And all the memories
Gathered from ages
Went out to enter a brain

Almost all of them
Were not at all human
Fighting against each other
To get hold of one brain

Dismissing his own memories
It was called the Mirror of Memories
MIRROR OF MEMORIES.....


BLACK SORCERER

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(Lyrics & Music : Sibylle Colin-Tocquaine)

Possessed by jealousy, he has been my ennemy
I ' ve already killed my cousin, my love and my homeland
I ' m Elric of Melniboné and I can ' t change my fate

When about to loose,
He always managed to disappear
Thanks to his surnatural forces,
But this time he will not

By the Holy Powerful Cup
By the venom of my Black Sword
By the lonesome squeak of the Monster
May a strong wind get up

Speed as the Rays Coming From The Sun
Speed as the Destrutive Hurricane
Speed as the Arrow Flying To Its Goal
And carry away the Black Sorcerer

His last incantation was Quaolnargn
Greenish toad shapped, this beast has been woken up
In a smoky nook of hell, beyond Space and Time
It eats neither flesh nor blood, but spirits and souls

I wasn ' t myself, floating in the wind,
I looked for the right place where to hit
and soon after a long groan filled the atmosphere

By the Holy Powerful Cup
By the venom of my Black Sword
By the lonesome squeak of the Monster
May a strong wind get up

Speed as the Rays Coming From The Sun
Speed as the Destrutive Hurricane
Speed as the Arrow Flying To Its Goal
And carry away the Black Sorcerer

Armed with my malefic sword, That kill people to drink their soul
I ' ve already killed my cousin, my love and my homeland
I ' m Elric of Melniboné and I can ' t change my fate

May a strong wind get up, And carry away the Black Sorcerer


THREE HEROES ...

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(Lyrics & Music : Sibylle Colin-Tocquaine)

Suddenly, all seemed to change
Falling, in another dimension
Arriving, in a quiet place
Wondering, what had happened

Who are The Three Who Are One
Who are The Three Heroes...

He saw a strong tall man
Coming towards him
And soon he knew why
This guy invoked him

They have to fight together
Against their enemies
But for that they have to call
Another Man Who Knows All

This other man had been them
Or will be one of them
He remembers all his lives
And knows all his future lives

They are The Three Who Are One
They are Three Heroes for one goal


... FOR ONE GOAL

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(Lyrics : Sibylle Colin-Tocquaine / Music : Bernard Quéruel)

They are the Three Who Are One
They are the same Human Being
Comdamned to fight eternally
Without knowing why

Hand in hand, Three times as big
Together, now they can fight
Against, the Destroyer of life :
The Chaos ....


AND THEN CAME THE WHITE LORDS

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(Lyrics & Music : Sibylle Colin-Tocquaine)

It was like a giant sun,
Along this way of light walked
The magestic Lords of Law
To their long-life enemies

The demoniac horde moved back,
Screaming as they came up

The dark clouds which had overgrown the sky
Seemed to give place to brightness
The Entity which win will dominate the Earth

Anyway, Earth ' end is near
Cause even if the Law win
There won ' t be any place
For the actual Human Race

The fight must begin
The sky itself was shaken
The air screamed
And the Earth ' s Balance was broken

A strange sound came out of the Gods
Alike a disharmonic Orchestra

Gradually, the Lords of the Law
And the Lords of Chaos
Lost their earthly masses ,
Keeping at least their Human forms
Becoming in this way giant smoky figures
Fighting on the earth as well as in the air

This storm wasn ' t raging only on Earth
But also on all Space Levels
The planet seemed to loose its form
Big whirlwind of Fire, Air, Earth and Water

At least, the Darkness gave place to Light
The Law had won

Anyway, Earth ' s end is here
Cause the Law has just won
There isn ' t any place
For the actual Human Race


CODE NAME : EXPERIMENTS

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(Lyrics & Music : Sibylle Colin-Tocquaine)

Enter in the case
Horrifying embrace
The web enters the brain
Looks for all the memories
From childhood until now...

They want to know
Which step of sanity
Or insanity
You ' re in

Another mechanic
All those snakes entering your head
Flashes of red, gold and silver
You are, the machine is
One ....

Panic, Violation of your deep mind
Intense pressure in your head

The web spins the jewel in your forehead
It ' s a part of you like skin but harder and smoother

It 's the mark of your obeyance to the Dark Empire
Through the Black Jewel, they will see what you see

And immediatly, after a sign of betrayance
They will give back the jewel
Its full life ...

It will eat you from inside, from your brain
An horrible death expects you ....


CRYSTAL

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(Lyrics & Music : Sibylle Colin-Tocquaine)

Present from shadows
Its power consists in shifting areas
In other dimension of SpaceTime
Keep it carefully, it ' ll save your life
From your enemies of all Times
Different stage of evolution
They privilege their mind to physical activity
They look like a pool of milk :
A white ectoplasm
Their device is Wisdom
They are called the Wraith Folk

CRYSTAL

Castle Brass had escaped to limbo,
Thanks to this strange device
Warmed with its rainbow,
It shines like ice
Blue, red and yellow,
With its metal ' eyes
Its manufacture is unknown

CRYSTAL

When the Dark Empire was increasing its power
Reaching the boundaries of your land
Your last chance was to use the Crystal
Touch the mechanism, use it !.

Just at this moment the walls began to shake
With the thrumming

Harmony of colors, brightness and symphony
To vanish in a peaceful place.
But your peace can ' t be eternal
Your enemies have possibilities to take you back
They rank among them the best scientists
Who die to take you on the rack.

The Master Of The Palace Of Time will have the time
To create a machine which will destroy yours
The Crystal would be broken
A giant clock reaching all the dimensions
Will make sounds to destroy

THE CRYSTAL


HIGH HISTORY

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(Lyrics : Sibylle Colin-Tocquaine / Music : Bernard Quéruel)

As in the old history,
Evil now spreads its damnation
Increasing the Dark Army,
They destroy in the name of unification.
They are Wolves, Pigs and Rats,
But also Flies, Boars and Wasps
The one quite as much terrifying as the others
They came here for you to smother.
They are Ants, Ravens and Mantises, All kind of Beast
They represent Evil on Earth


The Black Jewel asleep for a while,
The Düke von Köln will use his wile
As he ' s the servant of the Runestaff
On it, Meladius swore and laugh.
Able to face his destiny
Lead by the jalousy of his enemy
So negative thoughts
can only be the Evil escorts.
He left to find a complete remedy
For what is called an invention
Castle Brass has his own security
Another invention for defensive action

This is written in the book,
Containing the High History
If at it you could look,
You would find your destiny

In another one of you life
The book was at your side
But you didn ' t know the main rule
At it Humans can have a look
Touch with your hand
So big was your lust
To know what will be the end
The book became dust.


WIND OF TIME

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(Lyrics : Sibylle Colin-Tocquaine / Music : Bernard Quéruel)

Manipulation of Space and Time
A blunder, is it a crime ?
The air began to cry
For it was shaken by

The Wind Of Time

Mix of all Spaces and Times
Forming other Spaces-Times
Unknown people in unknown worlds
But always the Eternal Fight

Becoming a woman combattant
Fighting against another opponent
But the same goal forever
The peace so much forgotten

You were, you will be One Of The Three Who Are One
You were, you will be, you are the Fate ' Soldier

Kill your enemy
And the Quest will end
Space-Time will change
Oder back with no change

Mix of all Spaces and Times
Forming our old Space-Time
The air began to cry
For it was shaken by

The Wind Of Time


HORROR MUSEUM

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(Lyrics & Music : Sibylle Colin-Tocquaine)

Crazyness, Hate and War
Concentration camps
Doctors of shame
Experiments on humans
Dreadful scenes with no embellisment
The horror needn't be underlined
It is self sufficiant

All insane
Sadistic crimes
Violence and pain
It's the Horror museum

Enjoying violence
Mutilated corpses
Both afraid and identification
Spurting of blood for your satisfaction
Who will be the winner ?
Freddy or Jason ?
Both of them !

All insane
Sadistic crimes
Violence and pain
It's the Horror museum

Looking for blood, killings and slaughterings
All of this is your means of living
You must show to the world
What life is ... Actually ...

All insane
Sadistic crimes
Violence and pain
It's the Horror museum


THE EYE

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(Lyrics & Music : Sibylle Colin-Tocquaine)

You are the son of a mortal and a God
But this love was condamned by a God
Gods have given you a sword, a helmet and a buckler
You have even managed to break in the only one winged horse

After loosing your helmet
Your new present was a owl
It sees everything
It knows everything

It was made by Gods
It was made in Gold

It ' ll be you eye
It ' ll be your guide

You came to us
To have informations
To kill the Kraken
And you stole the eye
Informations against the eye

We have no eyes
So don' t keep our eye

To do what you want to do
You have to do something more dangerous
Only the eyes of Medusa can succeed in
In killing the Kraken
A Titan against a Titan

In the Island of Death
You will find Medusa
But if you face her
You mustn ' t look in her eyes
Watch out for her eyes
Don ' t look in her eyes
Or you ' ll be paralysed


LOSS OF THE PRECIOUS

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(Lyrics & Music : Sibylle Colin-Tocquaine)

All of this came to light
With a company of dwarves
Who were in search
Of Dragon-Guarded-Gold

He killed his friend,
To possess it all
But he should realised,
He is dependant

Gollum is a creature,
Coming from Nowhere
He lives under the Hill,
Alone with his Ring

He is dark as Darkness,
With two big round pale eyes
Large feet dangling over the side,
But never a ripple did he make

LOSS OF THE PRECIOUS.....

One day he wanna eat
But it slipped from him
After all these ages
It was finally Lost !

He killed his friend,
To possess it all
But he should realised,
He is dependant

He should have known
What the Hobbit 's got
It was not fair
But he has lost.
Now that he had promised
He must show him right
How to get away
From these gloomy tunnels

He killed his friend,
To possess it all
But he should realised,
He is dependant

He would never seen it
Anyway he thinks it
But his fate is tight
To the Fellowship of the Ring
PRECIOUS RING...


Witches, Death-Thrash Metal band from Paris, France. Witches, groupe Death Thrash Metal de Paris, France.