Go to https://igg.me/at/ruinsofelysium and contribute to our new album crowdfunding. We are counting on YOU to help us sow the Seeds of Chaos and Serenity1 - DaphneMusic and lyrics by Drake Chrisdensen, Marcelo França and Natan CaetanoMix and master by Vincenzo AvalloneArtwork by Patricia PetruzzellaOrchestral Arrangements by Drake Chrisdensen, Voa Voxyd and Vithor MoraesSoprano vocals by Annelise DiazSimone de Beauvoir's narrative by Débora CamargosThe Elysian Choir: Annelise Diaz, Alexandra Revontulet, Elijah Straus-Brooks and Drake Chrisdensen.All rights reserved.LYRICSThe Gods envy us, the mortalsHelios, JesusOur peopleScream, witch, we will burn your bodyYou should know much better, DaphneDaphne, tell meI can’t seeWhy love is forbiddenDaphne, my Queen,Wasn’t theeWhose blesses were given?My body is a vessel you can ownBut not my soulBorn not as a human,Only a womanUnder the sign of the knifeHeld in chains for my entire lifeThe hammering storms of mortal judgmentI raise my head above and on my enthronementI’ll bring life and end the silenceIn the spectacle of lifeTo this world ruled by menUnder my veil I take pride of this notionEven by knowing this world has nothing for meI lost my life in a failed abortionI’m tired of being raped continuouslyFrom the cradle to the chambersPrison bars made of oppressionWrapped Rosary, set to embersLucifer’s sexual connectionWe live on a phallus shaped worldWhere virginity’s made of goldIt’s your fault, don’t forget itDaphne, you were the one to bite the appleI am the goddess of fertilityRed Queens don’t need virilityThe matriarch, the monarch, the empressThe witch, the vixen, the temptressI am the queen of everythingMirror, mirror on the wallWho is not fair between us all?Mirror, mirror on the wallWho will save us from them all?While you dance in fluttery pirouettesThe demeanor of reality you actI am the music for my performancerThe violin, the piano, the cello, the sopranoWhichever form you desire me to takeTo take part in this sadistic masqueradeBecause you are the Queen of a land where there’s no KingEvery woman in this world carries a scarBanally placed in an altar from afarBut still you rise and fight,Like this melody of mineBeautiful Daphne, I am with you in your marchFree me from my chains and let my dreams be boundlessLet me just for once not be ashamed of my bodyI shall bear no more, inside my womb, repentanceNo cross, no judgment, my freedom is my sentence!"One is not born a woman, but rather becomes oneOn the day when it will be possible for woman to loveNot in her weakness, but in her strenghtNot to escape herself but to find herselfNot to abase herself but to assert herselfOn that day, love will become for her, as for man, a source of life and not of mortal danger"Daphne, my queen, wasn’t thee whose blesses were given for?The blesses are given to youhttps://www.facebook.com/RuinsOfElysiumhttps://ruinsofelysium.bandcamp.com/https://ruinsofelysium.jimdo.comhttps://www.instagram.com/ruinsofelysiumhttps://twitter.com/RuinsOfElysium