1999 an… Read Full Bio ↴A Melodic Black/Death Band from Wyszków, Poland. They formed in
1999 and have released 2 albums so far. Their original name was
Overture, however it was later changed to Naumachia.
Speculus Mundi
Naumachia Lyrics
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Here I am to reclaim my rights
Watch me command the thousand-head-crowd
In the glare of bright lights
A throne for hundred sages
It works it's magic on the hungry ones
Time freezes on the voice command
Of the next magus entering the stage
Playing the game of awe
Slaves to mirrors
Trapped in the purgatory of ego
Slaves!
Ready to enlive his own decease
To fill the audience pit
Bleeding real drops, swallowing sweat
And working every wrinkle crease
Artisan among masters
Unable to shrug his costume off
Grown into his mask with flesh
The spectator of his own act
Illusion arcana apprentice
Hunched behind the set
He vanishes into lethargic oblivion
Till the next curtain-up call
As magus major
Entrapped in servant's role
Performing his mute swansong
To the careless crowd
I'm enliving the ravish of soul
Each time I enter the stage
Trading the new mould
Shaped of sweat and sleepless nights
The lyrics of Naumachia's song Speculus Mundi are a commentary on the nature of power, illusion, and ego. The persona of the song is a monarch without a crown, who seeks to reclaim their rightful place in the world. Through their presence and performance, they command the attention of the crowd and create an illusory world that traps both themselves and the audience. The throne that they sit on is said to work its magic on the hungry ones, creating a frozen moment in time that is controlled entirely by the performer.
The song also highlights the dangers of ego and the illusion of power. The persona is described as a slave to illusion, caught up in the game of awe. They are trapped in the purgatory of ego, the illusion of control and power, always seeking to perform for the crowd and gain their admiration. The persona is also described as an artisan among masters, grown into their mask with flesh. They are a spectator of their own act, entrapped in the role of a servant, performing their own mute swansong to a crowd that is often careless and easily manipulated.
Line by Line Meaning
Born a monarch with no crown
I was born to lead, but currently hold no position of power.
Here I am to reclaim my rights
I am now ready to take what is mine and lead again.
Watch me command the thousand-head-crowd
Witness as I take control of this large group of people.
In the glare of bright lights
Under the intense spotlight and attention of the audience.
A throne for hundred sages
A position of power reserved for the wise and knowledgeable.
It works it's magic on the hungry ones
Those who are desperate and eager to please will be enthralled by this power.
Time freezes on the voice command
Everything comes to a halt at the beckon of the magician.
Of the next magus entering the stage
As the next master of magic enters the performance area.
Slaves of Illusion
Those who are enslaved by their desire to create an illusionary world.
Playing the game of awe
Trying to impress and shock the audience with illusions for their own satisfaction.
Slaves to mirrors
Trapped by their own reflection in their self-centered reality.
Trapped in the purgatory of ego
Stuck in a limbo of their own self-importance and desire.
Slaves!
A call to those who are trapped to break free.
Ready to enlive his own decease
Prepared to fully embrace their own downfall and eventual end.
To fill the audience pit
To please the audience and satisfy their need for entertainment.
Bleeding real drops, swallowing sweat
Giving everything they have to make the performance a success.
And working every wrinkle crease
Striving to perfect every detail of the performance.
Artisan among masters
A skilled individual in the presence of other masters in their craft.
Unable to shrug his costume off
Cannot escape the persona they have created for themselves while performing.
Grown into his mask with flesh
Has become one with their character and embodies it totally.
The spectator of his own act
Observing themselves as they perform, almost as if watching from the outside.
Illusion arcana apprentice
A beginner in the art of crafting illusions.
Hunched behind the set
Hiding in the shadows and behind the stage equipment.
He vanishes into lethargic oblivion
Disappearing into their own tiredness and emotional exhaustion after the performance.
Till the next curtain-up call
Until the next time they are called to perform again.
As magus major
As the main master of their craft.
Entrapped in servant's role
Stuck in a position of service rather than leadership, despite their superior skills.
Performing his mute swansong
Giving one last performance before the end.
To the careless crowd
To an audience that does not fully appreciate the talent being displayed.
I'm enliving the ravish of soul
I am creating a performance that takes over the soul of the audience, enthralling them completely.
Each time I enter the stage
Every time I perform in front of the audience.
Trading the new mould
Exchanging the old version of myself with a new, improved one created through hard work and dedication.
Shaped of sweat and sleepless nights
Formed through long hours of practice and hard work fueled by dedication and passion.
Contributed by Kaelyn G. Suggest a correction in the comments below.