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Inferno - LP

by Aiden Malacaria

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1.
Per me si va ne la citta’ dolente, Per me si va ne l’etterno dolore, Per me si va tra la perduta gente. Lasciate ogne Speranza, voi ch’intrate Giustizia mosse il mio alto fattore: Fecemi la divina podestate, La somma Sapienza e ‘l primo amore. Lasciate ogne Speranza, voi ch’intrate Dinanzi a me non fuor cose create Se non etterne, e io etterno duro. Lasciate ogne Speranza, voi ch’intrate. (Lustful and pleasurous) Lasciate (Indulge in gluttony) Ogne Speranza (Greed, wrath and avarice) Voi ch’intrate. Abandon all hope, ye who enter here. (The city of dis and heretics) Lasciate (Boil in the blood of violence) Ogne Speranza (Fraudulent souls and treachery) Voi ch’intrate. Abandon all hope, ye who enter here
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(Cleo, Dido, Achillis, Paris, Francesca da Rimini, Paolo) You spent your life yearning From down in the depths dirty Welcome to the part where no-thing No thing gleams You were blown by passion’s violent winds So you gave in to the brightest sin Thrust back and forth violently In hell proper In the Canto of the queens (Carnal malefactors, carnal malefactors) Which torment, will your soul be sent? Which sin, for eternity Have you been condemned? Hell takes us in As we are one, in death and sin (From palest lips), I’ll kiss, forever Amidst the gust and the winds From On A Dream In life we loved, our hearts did bloom (And to our doom) The abyss forever has become our tomb (Confess, Confess, Confess, Confess!) (Confess, Confess, Confess, Confess!) (Confess, Confess, Confess, Confess!) (Stand before) The judgement of Minos Proclaim your sins How far beneath us Will your soul Be sent for repentance Serpentine Wrap your tail and tell us (Carnal) (Malefactors) (A darkness howling) (Endless discomfort) (The lustful) (Love blooms) (In the hearts so gentle) (Passion consumes) (An appetite unquenchable)
3.
Eternal Rain 05:20
The gluttonous souls wallow in muck (Putrid, vile, rotting, slush) Cerberus guards the glutton’s mire (Il gran vermo) They are torn apart, mauled, and flayed in a Ceaseless, foul, icy rain (Symbolize the empty lives of sensuality) (Howl among the sinners) who gave in to a life of voracious appetite (Putrefaction falls from the sky) as you grovel in mud, out of sight (Overindulgence revealed) crying in the dead of night Howling like hungry dogs Freeze and rot For a soul so lost Mauled by the beast of hell He stalks and guards The underworld (A surrender to sin) leads to eternal solitude (of degradation) empty lives of sensuality (your self-indulgence) led the way to suffer under icy sleet (like treacherous souls who’ll never be warm) you’ll suffer in return Run through the storm Run from the great worm There’s nowhere to hide, as you run through the rain of ice Crawling in sickness and putrid slime Symbolizing their cold, selfish, empty lives Lie in a pit of filth Guarded by Cerberus Sightless to anyone Howling like dogs Flayed, left in the freezing cold Played, with by the hellish dogs Prayed, too little, far too late Stay, before the waste Leads to eternal solitude You’ve become, il gran vermo Blegh Wallow In muck (A surrender to sin) leads to eternal solitude (of degradation) you’ve become il gran vermo/empty lives of sensuality (your self-indulgence) led the way to suffer under icy sleet (like treacherous souls who’ll never be warm) lo contrapasso/you’ll suffer in return
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Far beneath the weathered storm Beyond the howling dogs A repulsive demon of sorts Guards the fourth (Hell) He guards a nation of greed Who’s number far exceeds The lands above gluttony A nation of lost souls You take take take Yet you give nothing back So break break break Your bones for what you lack The undiscerning life That makes them foul now Led to eternal strife Surrounded by mad howls Spin the wheel of fortune To find the capricious nature of fate Now ask! (Why do you hoard? Why do you waste?) Il gran nemico (Pape satan, pape satan, pape satan aleppe) Dreams of avarice Will pale in comparison To the wealth you Lord over other souls (Clergymen, popes and cardinals) You’ve become so Unrecognizable From your degeneracy And what you hoard and waste You take take take Yet you give nothing back So break break break Your bones for what you lack Draw back in haste Ram the stones and weights Now strain your chests Against enormous weights You take take take take take Yet you give nothing back Your life makes you foul So break break break break break Your bones for what you lack Draw back in haste Ram the stones and weights (Why do you hoard? Why do you waste?) Why do you hoard Why do you waste Why do you hoard (Why do you squander?)
5.
River Styx 05:08
Drowning in the River Styx Snarling through muddy teeth The sullen lie in the deep Choking and gurgling Drowning underneath The river of stink and mud Torn flesh, deep in blood The savage self-frustration The last of incontinence The sullen lie withdrawn The actively wrathful rend and snarl Atop the stygian marsh The final of the vices lay We’ve come to witness the end of a heart so pure Romantic origins So far from a tender beginning Driven by a dalliance of passion indulgence Bite and rip off your flesh As your pride it calls you back to the depths Crawl and fight your way through the slime As you bicker and bite the wrathful in… Deep in the blackness, writhing in madness As your cries of hatred and wrath they float to the surface Wallowing in sadness As you lie and choke on the mire For a life of passionate hatred afire You’ll find not joy but repentance Scorned by desire’s ugly dependence Drown in the stinking marsh Drown Drown for eternity Down where your breath won’t last (Drown) Fight through the bloody stack (Drown) Deep in the sulking black (Drown) Fight through the bloody stack (Drown) Deep in the sulking black
6.
City of Dis 02:29
(Burn the heretic) In the dark, the towers stand tall Fiery red, oh great city walls (Keep the sinners in), their tombs of fire Declaring thee, anathema (Burn the heretic) Black of heart, a cowards call Far more malice than those who lie withdrawn (Tisiphone, Alecto, Megaera, Medusa) The Erinyes that guard the gates, of Nether Hell (Burn the heretic) Hear their cries and their woeful sighs No melting of iron compares to the heat that the wretched men lie in (Locked in the city of dis) the deepest of sin Reserved for betrayers of kin (Heretics, murderers, frauds and the treacherous) Purveyors and portrayers of inhuman wickedness Matta bestialitade (Burn the heretic) in the flames of the righteous abyss (Burn the heretic) entombed in the City of Dis (Burn the heretic) deep within the hellish pits (Burn the heretic) in the fires of the City of Dis
7.
Minotaur 05:03
Violence, violence, violence, violence Welcome to the valley where three rings atone the violent souls Condemned to wallow in blood and fire all alone Guarded by the Minotaur that stalks and guards this hellish hole Nothing but ruin from the harrowing of hell (Firing down) the centaurs fire at those who emerge (Higher than allowed) above the punishment that they deserve (Chiron) watching over the bloodthirsty herd (Pholus) forever boiling in the blood immersed No escape for those try and run or forfeit punishment The gift of paradise can no longer be wished or earnt Deep within the depths of hell you’ll always get what you deserve So laugh in chaos so your suffering cannot be heard (The fruits are abound) as they’re plucked the trees begin to bleed (Their bodies are bound) in the woods where the harpies feed (No hope to be found) as the only thing that you will see (Past the judgement of god) your lifeless body hanging in the breeze (Murderes) war-makers, plunderers, tyrants (Blasphemers) lay burning for a hundred years, usurers (Suicides) transformed into thorny trees And fed upon by the harpies (Phlegethon) runs deep through the valley of the burning plane Descending to the fraudulent Scorched by the burning sand Run from the flames in the sky Usurers crouch down and weep Blasphemers outstretched supine Take your life apart For refusing all but insult To the body that I so despised So here I stand, a withered soul (Violence against thy self) L'infamia di Creti (Violence of blood and fire) Drowning in the blood and fire (Violence against nature) Here in dead sterility (Violence sterile, impure) Under a burning sky (Violence) Drown in the river Phlegethon as you wallow in blood (Violence) Deeper lays, Pyrrhus, Attila, flagello in terra (Violence) Weep in the valley of the burning sands as the wrath of the heavens rain (Down on hell) No judgement day can free you of this punishment As your bodies hang limp from your own limbs Shattered stones Lay bare upon this baron dirt From the earthquake that shook Heaven down unto the earth The death of christ Marks the harrowing of hell With great cliffs in sight Down to the darkest well No mercy for the frauds No love for the traitors The devil himself resides In a tomb of ice He’s truly earnt
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Malebolge 05:39
I see, I see, I see You’ll not be saved, you’ll not be saved, you’ll not be saved Bleed Free Hypocrisy Your path misleads The Sinners march in eternal lines Left to rot here like dead mice Trapped in stone with their soles alight Twisted fortunes, deceit, and lies Oh, Sticky fingers repent your crimes Immersed in pitch the Malebranche’s Pride Listlessly you appear to shine Among the snakes and the flames, you hide With bloodied blade he marks the (sowers of discord) Their souls drag through the ditch To heal the wounds, rise, and be torn anew Their arms, tongue and head will be thus removed No voice, sound or smell Your head cleft in two (Crawl) Through The ditch As your entrails fall, out through the rip From your groin up to your chin Mutilated for your sins As you march on with your kin In From bloodied blade you can’t escape From the spurs atop the ditch, I see Exploiting passion, deliberately By the horns you’ll be scourged, you’ll see You’ll not be saved by your flattery you’ll not be saved, you’ll not be saved Rapacious ones you’ll bleed With your head in the stone, I set fire to your soul to free A proportion of guilt that you share with hypocrisy Revealing lies, your path misleads So, to the past you’ll see (Twist your neck on the spine) Your robes are bright (Gilded lead so bright) The holy light (In the pit they bite) A slow reveal (Behind your back they bind) Of the lives you steal (Locked in flames high) For your false advice (Ripped and torn in the ninth) You wander through (Plague and death, alike) Rotting stench, thirst, filth (Darkness fills the sky) Where the giants, guard the well inside (Deep down) Flaws of great design (Deep, deep down) Represented all around (Deep, deep down) The gateway to the ninth (Deep, deep down) Where treachery can be found (Deep down) Oh, so chilling, to the spine (Deep, deep down) A chant of nonsensical sound (Raphèl mai amècche zabì almi)
9.
Frozen Lake 10:00
By Antaeus’ hands Placed on frozen lands Mind your steps my friend For we’re at journey’s end Deep down the darksome well And far beneath the giant’s feet A depth so deep, no light can reach The sinners of Treachery Here behold a thousand faces Purple, cold and locked in places Feeling naught but cold embraces Betrayers to their lords Lay far below Denied all warmth As they are trapped Beneath the waters Frozen by the beating of Satan’s wings (Caina) (Antenora) (Ptolomaea) (Judecca) The coldest place in hell is reserved For betrayers And oath breakers The love that you threw away, entrusted in you For that You’ll freeze You’ll never Feel a warm embrace again Among the talking heads (Love deniers) Pulling at hair tied together Feel it grip around your neck No longer countrymen (Oh, Remorseless) Deeper in ice to serve your kin Feel love denied in death For betraying your friends and guests (Disregarded hospitality) Feel the beat of Satan’s wings Twisted deep beneath the ice All is silent (Crystalline tears line your vision) Punishing those of your excision (Round 1) bow together (Round 2) cannibalism (Round 3) the more you weep the more your tears shall freeze (Round 4) twisted Visions (Beneath the ice) utter Immobility (Not even death) awaits your soul to be claimed with the likes of (Traitors) Vexilla (Treason) Regis (Traditrici) Prodeunt (Traditori) Inferni (Caina) Betray your family (Antenora) Tojan loyalty (Ptolomaea) Heinously lie supine (Judecca) You’ll never Punishing those who watch, as the Banners of the king of hell draw closer The banners of the king of hell draw closer From the gates of hell you’ve been (scorned) From the gates of hell you’ve been (warned) Abandon all hope Ye who enter in Beyond the silent realm of tortured souls with no horizon Lies another beast of a great misfortune (He’s never redeemable) Until the end of time Ecco dite, ed ecco il loco ove convien che di fortezza t'armi Lo ‘mperador del doloroso regno (Behold the king of hell) (Lo ‘mperador del doloroso regno) (Da mezzo ‘l petto uscia fuor de la ghiaccia) (E piu’ con un gigante io mi convegno) (Che I giganti non fan con le sue braccia) (Vedi oggamai quant’esser dee quel tutto) (Ch’a cosi’ fatta parte si confaccia) (S’el fu si’ bel com’ellie’ ora brutto) (E contra ‘l suo fattore alzo’ le ciglia) (Ben dee da lui proceder ogne lutto) Once the brightest star to see Beauty grace and harmony Bound in frozen Lake Cocytus Father of all sin Although your pride was blossoming You were truly lost within You portrayed the greatest flaws That led us to our sins Now you’re locked and encased in ice Frozen for the rest of time The face upon your neck be thrice The torment Black Red, white and yellow Down 3 chins fell bloody drivel Gigantic wings of all the seas doth he could sail From three mouths he feeds on sinners And from six eyes he weeps and withers Congealed in Lake Cocytus And from silence black In pain they writhe Clawing, scratching, exposing spine The one in the greatest of pain deep within hell resides Our journey must end and we must return to the light For we know what lies below in eternal night (For the souls with wasted lives seeking passage through me) (Per me si va ne la citta’ dolente) (Per me si va ne l’etterno dolore) (Per me si va tra la perduta gente) (Giustizia mosse il mio alto fattore) (Fecemi la divina podestate) (La somma Sapienza e ‘l primo amore) (Dinanzi a me non fuor cose create) (Se non etterne, e io etterno duro) (Lasciate ogne Speranza, voi ch’intrate)

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released March 7, 2023

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Aiden Malacaria Sydney, Australia

I am The Flaming Musical Acrobat.
I live and breathe music and circus by always composing, training, performing and creating. If you want to support my work and get behind any of the wacky projects I'm working on please grab yourself one of my tracks or albums and leave a donation, it makes the world of difference to me and I greatly appreciate your support! ... more

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