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Crimson Passion Cry - The Album


Angels & Demons - the Video

Hit the play button above for a (3:52) of our first DVD, Angels & Demons, this the first track of the album.

Here are the lyrics to our debut album - Crimson Passion Cry - which was launched in 2012. Enjoy.


The Songs - Their motivation & Lyrics

  • 1. Angels & Demons


    The Lyrics


    Feel the waking of the wind my love, the burning of my hands
    Listen to the leaves hat rush my love, the raging gush of sand …
    Surrender to my arms my love; melt your body into mine
    Feel the rise and fall my love – a fever every time

    CHORUS
    Be the fallen angel that burns my sky
    Be the hungry demons that bleeds me dry
    Look deep inside my final fight
    Dies a silent cry

    Hold me through the night my love, be the hunger in my eyes
    Exhaust my every need my love in the breaking of the tide
    I will hold you every night my love, never let you drift away
    Your heart beats in my soul my love, burning embers through my day

    BRIDGE
    I’ve lost the words, don’t make me lie
    (I’ll teach you the word and banish the lie)
    I’ve burned my wings in skies too high
    (I’ll cool your wings with the midnight sky)

    *With Adolph de Beer

    Song Snippet





    Music: R van den Berg // Lyrics: Esther Slabbert
    © 2012 R van den Berg and Esther Slabbert. Crimson Passion Cry Album
  • 2. Deo Volente


    The Lyrics


    The old man walked alone in town, the world embedded in his frown
    In every step his heart cried Deo Volente.
    And in a flash the angels cried, the heavens opened, Saturn smiled
    and the chorus followed screaming Deo Volente.

    CHORUS
    Deo Volente
    Deo Volente
    Vita Cara
    Deo Volente

    I tasted life with whispered tongue, believed the fire, touched the song
    But the truth be told – all life is Deo Volente.
    And looking back the dream was warped; the angel fell upon his sword
    and blood on cobble-stones spelled Deo Volente.

    CHORUS
    And when you’re old, my child, the blind will see The things that we will never be The horseman where the soul should be . . .
    But greed, but lust beat senseless grants;
    the hollow trust on shallow ground
    The building blocks of New Age – Deo Volente . . .

    Song Snippet





    Music: R van den Berg // Lyrics: Esther Slabbert
    © 2012 R van den Berg and Esther Slabbert. Crimson Passion Cry Album
  • 3. Moth Around A Flame


    The Lyrics


    I wish I knew the truth between our words and dreams
    Part fallacy from game, although they feel the same.
    I cannot tell a lie, save the Jester from a fall
    My memory stop short, the violin distort . . .

    CHORUS
    And now you close your eyes,
    And within me silence cries
    With bitterness and lies -
    How do I survive, how do I survive?

    My memories of you – tender mingle through a flame
    I lost the way back home and fear to go alone
    Where there’s empty photo’s - without you my walls are bare
    Can’t we frame a new direction with your eyes still my prayer?

    CHORUS
    But now you close your eyes,
    And within me silence cries
    With bitterness and lies - how do I survive
    the hello of your smell, and your lips around my name?
    I cannot resist – I’m a moth around a flame . . .
    Moth around a flame . . .

    Song Snippet





    Music: R van den Berg // Lyrics: Esther Slabbert
    © 2012 R van den Berg and Esther Slabbert. Crimson Passion Cry Album
  • 4. Blood Diamond


    The Lyrics


    I thought I believed in reciprocity
    But it turned out to be mere hypocrisy
    There’s a dying art called aristocracy
    That makes hungry babies cry and their ailing mothers die

    Like the calming chants of the pragmatist
    And the purist stance of the humanist
    The vast reform of the Methodist
    Still the hungry babies cry and desperate mothers die

    CHORUS:
    When I was young I still believed the dead grow wings and fly . . .
    And even odds determined who would rise and who would die?
    But with age no wisdom came and the truth became just lame
    I live where babies cry, and their mothers die!

    Still there’s violent cries from extremists,
    and weak replies from the pacifist
    The collective guilt from the Communist
    And tiny, stillborn babies cry where their butchered mothers lie

    BRIDGE
    Sisters of sisters, we’ll march from the flood
    Mothers of mothers forged from Africa’s blood

    Song Snippet





    Music: R van den Berg // Lyrics: Esther Slabbert
    © 2012 R van den Berg and Esther Slabbert. Crimson Passion Cry Album
  • 5. Epilogue


    The Lyrics


    I walked the walk and talked the talk
    When light died in my eyes,
    when light died in my eyes.
    I dreamed of life, I conquered all
    But then the sun refused to rise
    The sun refused to rise – empty highs . . .

    CHORUS
    When did you go, where did you fade?
    How did I stay, and why did I wait?
    When did you leave, why didn’t I see?
    Where’s my reprieve – just let me breathe. . .
    Now every touch turns into cold
    And every word - a truth untold
    I look at you (you look away)
    Our dance
    can be as one (is finally done).

    I felt the death in little smiles
    Grow weak around your lies,
    grow weak around your lies.
    I smelled the life of tiny breaths
    in our bittersweet goodbyes
    Our bittersweet goodbyes and empty tries . . .

    BRIDGE
    I fear the dread of light; I dread the Judas kiss of your goodnight
    I live in moments of your delight; I love the sweet caress of freedom’s sight

    Song Snippet





    Music: R van den Berg // Lyrics: Esther Slabbert
    © 2012 R van den Berg and Esther Slabbert. Crimson Passion Cry Album
  • 6. Fuck Off and Die


    The Lyrics


    Believe the truth, believe the worth
    Of painless death, spare us both!
    It’s mercy, oh baby
    It’s a mercy!

    CHORUS
    Now you can fuck-off and die!
    It’s senseless to cry
    Live your self-centered lie – only the weak asks why.
    Like you, yes you!
    Don’t duck away, face up and pray -
    I’m talking to you!

    Believe you’re it, and I’m a bitch
    The black widow that drives you to your knees
    You’re crazy, oh baby
    You’re crazy!

    BRIDGE
    Darling, I’ll make you come without calling
    Will make you beg, beg to come crawling
    A waste of time, an empty mind –
    A useless find - the mighty has fallen . . .

    Song Snippet





    Music: R van den Berg // Lyrics: Esther Slabbert
    © 2012 R van den Berg and Esther Slabbert. Crimson Passion Cry Album
  • 7. Letters From The Edge


    The Lyrics


    Don’t you think that I at least deserve to see you?
    Will your face alter when you watch me break?
    Don’t you think that you at least should feel the moment?
    Try to falter when you hit the stake?
    But now I watch the paper tumble from my hands -
    the message torn and smudged . . .

    CHORUS
    And I, I wish I can rise
    Defeat this grave leaving me sucked dry.
    And I, I will watch you crawl,
    stumble and fall when I kill the cry.
    Watch me walk away!

    Don’t you think that I at least deserve to hear you say it?
    How you crave another while you rip me apart?
    I believe that you at least should pay attention
    How you tore my thoughts in the pictures you’ve scarred
    But now I watch the paper tumble from my hands -
    the message torn and smudged . . .

    Song Snippet





    Music: R van den Berg // Lyrics: Esther Slabbert
    © 2012 R van den Berg and Esther Slabbert. Crimson Passion Cry Album
  • 8. Crimson Passion Cry


    The Lyrics


    Is this the velvet silk that will paint the mirror red?
    Is this the scarlet smudge that will color words unsaid?
    The way I drape my hips, tip your fingers on the curve
    Will the lace of expectation wake your demon into birth?

    CHORUS
    If I could taste your words I might believe it
    If I could hear your touch I might just feel it.
    And if you whisper silent moments when the earth stops as I
    lie in endless anticipation – my crimson passion cry . . .

    And drenched in early morning, tousled sheets alone in bed
    The quiet of your passing in the newborn day ahead
    You leave delicious promise, softly tracing with your breath
    The terms of my surrender, of ecstasy like death.

    CHORUS
    If I could taste your words I might believe it
    If I could hear your touch I might just feel it.
    And if you whisper silent moments when the earth stops as I
    lie in endless anticipation – my crimson passion cry . . .

    Song Snippet





    Music: R van den Berg // Lyrics: Esther Slabbert
    © 2012 R van den Berg and Esther Slabbert. Crimson Passion Cry Album
  • 9. Virgin Death


    The Lyrics


    A screech like a howl pierce like thunder in the night
    Bring death to pyres; melt the wings of angels’ flight
    Etch the gargoyle grinning, wake the demon’s fitful sleep
    And the virgin kill the phantom of her lover in the deep

    Sweet love, I’ll write you a letter
    Ink the pen from the vein you laid bare
    When your soul left your sight
    Your skin iced in the light
    Bloodlines barren, bold broken despair

    Will you hear when I scream at the heavens, beg their grace?
    When I tear at the moon, spit the devil in his face
    Close my eyes, force the sight of my hope in broken bonds
    And the virgin cowers deeper, swearing blood-oaths at the gods

    My love, can you whisper a moment?
    Let me taste your mind on the breeze
    The caress of your spirit
    Livid joy deep within it
    My hold slips, slowly falters, then freeze

    There was never a truth
    We didn’t lay bare
    We travelled all roads, our battles were fair
    Now you left me to wonder
    Your heart lost to my youth
    And I scream, and I blunder
    As the fear fractures my truth.

    Song Snippet





    Music: R van den Berg // Lyrics: Esther Slabbert
    © 2012 R van den Berg and Esther Slabbert. Crimson Passion Cry Album
  • 10. Fatal Lie


    The Lyrics


    They were lost before we could find them
    They were doomed even when we could try
    Their empty eyes where nothing lies, their vacant eyes like hollow skies . . .
    Can you not hear their shout of pain; can you reach within instead of blame?
    Do you surprise by bringing light instead of casting pitch-black night?

    CHORUS
    All they wanted was to touch the sky
    All they wanted was the means to fly
    All the children in our crystal shrine -
    Golden promise of a fatal lie.

    Every year a new light is dawning of little children with their hands held wide
    With open minds and eager eyes – their future trapped in sparkling smiles.
    And all you do is turn away - leaving graveyards where children used to play
    While proclaiming that you bring light - the stark truth scream against the night

    BRIDGE
    As dead as a freshly picked flower, a duel with a wooden sword
    As dead as a fish out of water, a baby cut from the chord
    Condescending in your power, condescending - you are vain!
    Condescending in suppression, condescending, a dying shame!

    Song Snippet





    Music: R van den Berg // Lyrics: Esther Slabbert
    © 2012 R van den Berg and Esther Slabbert. Crimson Passion Cry Album
  • 11. Dragon's Roar


    The Lyrics


    Unchanged the breath of the dragon within me
    Unchanged the wrath of my roar
    Unchanged the armour that hides what you can see
    Unchanged the death in my core

    CHORUS
    I walk alone
    On holy ground
    A new way home
    Where you’re not around
    Burn myself free
    Burn myself free
    You died inside me

    Unleash the claws of your binding oppression
    Unleash, I gut every lie
    Unleash the arms of the devil’s obsession
    Unleash, the righteous will fly

    BRIDGE
    No sorrow - don’t follow
    You’re outside
    tomorrow died!

    Song Snippet





    Music: R van den Berg // Lyrics: Esther Slabbert
    © 2012 R van den Berg and Esther Slabbert. Crimson Passion Cry Album
  • 12. Soliloque


    The Lyrics


    Dreaming in colour is the death wish of a soul
    Like killing for valour, the excuse to save the whole.
    Treading the edge of seasons, burning the gifts of grace
    Finding the core of reasons in the quiet of a face.

    Stealing the moment, spit old chapters in a hole
    Forgive every comment - brief breaths that living stole
    Feeling through cold reflections, old mirrors stained to lace
    Embracing past rejections where the queen trumps the ace

    CHORUS
    It is quiet at the crossroads where my marble temple rise
    Will you answer when I ask you why the blind seems so wise?
    Will you bend your light around me when the stained glass mirrors lie?
    Cool the embers when I’m redeemed - forgive my weakness when I screamed.

    Freeing the willow, branches trapped beneath the shore
    Becoming the billow - find the spark left in the core
    Healing past imperfections, wash away every trace
    Divide my recollections in the eye of the blaze

    Song Snippet





    Music: R van den Berg // Lyrics: Esther Slabbert
    © 2012 R van den Berg and Esther Slabbert. Crimson Passion Cry Album