O Imperador Nada

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Outtake from The Pentagram recording session - To appear in a forthcoming split EP

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O Imperador Nada

Eu sou rei de um reino que não tem ninguém
Tudo aqui morreu e eu estou morto também
Arranco minha própria face, ninguém irá notar
Tristeza só há quando se tem com quem falar

A música eu odeio, uma festa, ninguém veio
...eu só fico calado...
Aquém do bem e do mal, sozinho e mal acompanhado
Um rei de coisa nenhuma, o Imperador Nada

Imperador Nada

Imperador desta terra vazia além do nada
A fortuna me abandonou, nunca tive ninguém
Desfilo por ruas desertas a me flagelar
A vantagem disto tudo é não ter ninguém pra testemunhar

Conquistas que não conheci e o ridículo que passei
Coroaram minha cabeça – um monarca negativo
O rei,a corte e o bobo, numa só pessoa
Um nada e meu império, o Imperador Nada

O cansaço, meu único amigo, não responde. Me calo.
Se ao menos meu choro ecoasse mas aqui não tem som
O conforto da des-existência é o que ninguém tem
Não acredito em mim mesmo, mas creio no além

Insetos me desprezam, morro sessenta vezes por hora
Aaaaaaaahhhhhhhhh...
Se árvore crescesse nesse chão, meu projeto seria uma forca
Mas nem mesmo isso é permitido ao Imperador Nada

Nada, nada, nada

Nada





Loose English adaptation:

The Emperor Nothing

I am a king, but in my kingdom there’s just emptiness
Death and silence are the things that fill my fortress
Everything there is dead,and I am dead as well
I hate music and sleep, but believe in heaven & hell

To no one I had a party
I just stayed there and stared
Within the good and evil, alone and in bad company
A king of not a thing, the Emperor nothing

I tear off my face, not a single weep
An empty land beyond nothing, not even defeat
The one advantage is not to have witnesses of my lack
(I walk through) empty streets cracking a whip on my own back

Conquests I will never know, and the shame will only grow
A monarch negative, I wear my crown
King, court and jester, in a single body
Void and my empire, the Emperor nothing

Tiredness, my only friend does not answer me
My confort on unexistence has yet to begin
Insects despise me; I die sixty times per minute
If only my cries would echo, but sound there is mute

If a tree was to be found
I would build gallows on that ground
But I am weak and suicide is not a thing
I am the Emperor, the Emperor Nothing

credits

released June 21, 2020
Lyrics and Music by L. Manssur
(Set 2009 & Set 2013)

Recorded in December 2017 and mixed in February 2018 at AM
Studios, Rio de Janeiro.

Produced by Apokalyptic Raids and Fernando
Campos. Executive Producer: Leon Manssur

Graphic art by Márcio Menezes (Blasphemator ART)

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Apokalyptic Raids Rio, Brazil

Our references are VENOM and its sons: HELLHAMMER,
BATHORY, SODOM, ONSLAUGHT and in Brazil VULCANO and DORSAL ATLÂNTICA...

APOKALYPTIC RAIDS was formed in Rio de Janeiro, Brazil, in 1998, by fans who lived that history. Some songs date back from '85.

Fast, visceral, heavy, introspective, vintage production. Lyrics dealing with obscure, fantastic, existential, pessimistic, niestszchean themes.
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