Stained by the wine
A celebration guilt in ordinary time
Profaneness enshrine, the abode of the blessed
Abode of the blessed
And we shall be the bearers
Of the untainted darkness
That descends for all time
Let Mary sleep forever
Sordid dreams, she must be bound
Once faithful followers scream
"Set Barabbas free!"
The chilling chants of the carcass choir
Rosaries inverted and strung upon the razor wire
Scream out, and proudly wear the mark
We, the bearers of the untainted dark
So stain the cloth forever
Sordid dreams of lust be bound
Commence the ceremony
You whose amber eyes are the curse of all loneliness
Who greets life with a kiss of indifference
You whose vanity must guide the garden path and surely surpass your suffocating pride
Consummate in selfish ways, have I lost my will?
Lost sense of self, it is done. I know I must be... falling forever when bonds start to sever
I know I'll hope and pray you've had your fill
The promise of never was my oath forever
I know I hope and pray you've had your fill of lust before the maggots conquest
Your mark about my neck
A keepsake of your vanity and when swollen fears are forever mine this is true, I know I must be...
Forever touched by the fire, was it your innocence that kept me at bay?
Time was not mine, I was forever
Why do I look to you?
To redeem and fulfill
To starve and deprive
The whole of my will
Yet I look to you
One way to bring it down
Listen, for my words are my way
Yet I look to you
Why do I look to you?
In the wake of the turning hour
To hold and sip
Upon all that has soured
Yet I look to you
One way to bring it down
Vanity found a home in heart of your embrace
Once was lost is mine again in the paleness of your eyes
Vanity tainted all of your lonely face
Indifference was welcoming in and fervor laid to fucking waste
Once was lost is now mine again
Love found tarnished in the fists of enemies
You kept your roses better than you kept your promises
Those three words spoken can never be the same and as the winter drew near, the fervor faded with our past
Now the reasons are lost within indifferent eyes
And what vanity taints must be our parting gifts
Disease is forever yet diamonds fade with the past
Three words drifting with the calling of the rain
And as the winter drew the fervor faded at last
Now the reasons are lost within indifferent eyes
And what vanity taints must be our parting gifts for now, for forever...
We are the hopeless truth
With hatred absolute
Engulfed within somnolence
Submerged within chimera
In isolation I wander
To the place of my sepulcher
The beauty of oblivion
Obstructing my path
Elegant yet perverse
To follow that before me
So blindly I durst
Visions of all I desire came
These gifts I could obtain
The penalty for such treasure
In your world I could not remain
By temptation weakened
Like flowers beneath the frost
Fantasy was mine to live
I realized not my loss
Anon it was ended
Anon it had begun
I awaken after every dusk
Never revealed is the sun
Now in perpetual somnolence
In immortal isolation I wander
Submerged in chimera
To the place of my sepulcher
To the fulfilled I am cursed
To the deprived blessed
Elegant yet perverse
Sensations, curse me and my ways
Force-feed me blind on empty days
Today, my faith was lost again
A grave was dug to mourn it's loss
And in this grave I keep my friends
Loneliness, impure urges
And the pain that only I can bring
A mouthful of dust and guilt
A season of haste and wilt
And to this day I'll search for you
To nurse and clean
My mouthful of dust and guilt
Come forever
Come blindness
Come bringing forth
The pain of logic and reason
That hides in here
And for my dreams I'll pay dearly
Forfeit my rights to see clearly
Your flaws, my flaws
As the moon creeps forth to pierce the clouds
And it's lights embraced by a single howl
This graveyard dream was brought to life
With the breath of jealous winds
Shackled, bound, torched by the light
A thousand angels torn from flight
Longing for heaven's dark cursed
With I to guide the Cain-drawn hearse
This hate within its eyes, for a faith that often lies
From tears of mourning cries be torn
The beast is born wholly of night
Anticipation of the madness to come
Lowly angel flesh undone
Longing for heaven's dark curse
With I to guide the Cain-drawn hearse
A wielder of sickness marching on
A flame in the name of the blackest dawn
Hear my call, your fate my curse shall befall
And a scream was thrown into the night
A bloody shade to stain pure white
Of the dark dreams and lifeless eyes
Shall be un-divine
And a scream was thrown into the night
A bloody shade to stain pure white
And the one crawls nearer to their cries
To feast the beast born wholly of night
Shackled, bound, torched by the light
A thousand angels torn from flight
Longing for heaven's dark cursed
With I to guide the Cain-drawn hearse
This hate within its eyes, for a faith that often lies
From tears of mourning cries be torn
The beast is born wholly of night
A wielder of sickness marching on
A flame in the name of the blackest dawn
Two figures ride towards the sunset.
Searching for truth, only one shall return.
Bring it down, tonight.
Reprisal for our loss.
We are the nightmare, the chosen silence.
We are the night.
Three words to praise the wretched.
Those wretched eyes of the drowning man.
This timeless lie won't stand.
This timeless lie won't stand.
Caught in the dream of this midnight stare.
These are our past sins, we are the nightmare.
When shame and deceit lay too close to me...
This was your worse sin, now it's my nightmare.
Bring it down, tonight.
Reprisal for our loss.
We are the nightmare, the chosen silence.
We are...
The night fell swiftly in the shade of shame, cloaked in deceit.
Blind to all except the wretched eyes of the drowning man.
Two figures ride towards the sunset.
Searching for truth, only one can survive the wrath of deceit.
Flowing in our veins, drowning our last breath.
Bring it down, tonight.
Reprisal for our loss.
We are the nightmare, the chosen silence.
We are the night.
Caught in the dream of this midnight stare.
These are your past sins, we are the nightmare.
When shame and deceit lay too close to me...
This was your worse sin, now it's my nightmare.
Caught in the dream of this midnight stare.
These are your past sins, we are the nightmare.
When shame and deceit lay too close to me...
Flawless wounds of the loving kind
Pierce the skin and adorn the flesh
Shadows slow with the wear of time
Mimic still, our endless pain
Mimic still, our pain
Slow with the wear of time
Mimic still, our pain
Mimic still, our pain
Trapped behind the mirrors of our eyes
That reflect our fears and sins and lies
So enter now, the scarlet blade
Pierce this heart of mine, slit the wrists of time
So enter now, the shadows slow
Aged beyond our years, prey upon our fears
Trapped behind the mirrors of our eyes
That reflect our fears and sins and lies
Come forth now
Mimic still, our pain
Come forth now
Courting with pain, the dirtiest whore
I laid my lips on the filthiest swine
Years later I'm still sipping
On the drippings of your spilt wine
Standing west of God
We are united in Regret
Your blemishes must never fade like portraits where ink and skin meet
Standing west of God
I heard it from my friends
About the things you said
I heard it from my friends
About the things you said
But they know me better than that
They know me better than that
They know my weaknesses
I never tried to hide them
They know my weaknesses
I never denied them
I heard it from my friends
About the things you said
I heard it from my friends
About the things you said
How can a view become so twisted
How can a view become so twisted
They know my weaknesses
I never tried to hide them
They know my weaknesses
You tried them
I get so carried away
You brought me down to earth
I thought we had something special
Now I know what it's worth
I heard it from my friends
About the things you said
I heard it from my friends
About the things you said
I've never felt so disappointed
Never felt so disappointed
They know my weaknesses
I never tried to hide them
They know my weaknesses
Thought that you liked them
The vultures have been waiting
To feast upon their prey
With the vengeance knife
This disdain for life ends today
With grand anticipation
The frail have been stalked
Showing no remorse
This lifeless corpse is forced to rock
A season of starvation is at hand
Has the bastard come to eat me again?
Wasting, lying the famine horde
If we are the nightmare, I am the ten of swords
The temple has been conquered
No more statues gazing on
And this wretched plague of reason’s wrath
Quietly awaits the dawn
Still the threat of starving vultures
Poised for attack, under cold skies, with blinded eyes
I watch my back
A season of starvation is at hand
Has the bastard come to eat me again?
To fall away without fear of emptiness
For it must take great strength to starve
Wasting, lying the famine horde
If we are the nightmare, I am the ten of swords
[Solo: James]
Still the threat of starving vultures
Poised for attack, under cold skies, with blinded eyes
I watch my back, with grand anticipation
The frail have been stalked
Showing no remorse
This lifeless corpse is force to rock
A season of starvation is at hand
Has this bastard come to eat me again?
To fall away without fear of emptiness
I'm so sorry to hear of your bitter loss
I know my words can only offer but so much comfort for you
Just know that I am here to ease your lonely feelings
To fill this time of grieving and remind you it's your fault
It's your fault for not caring
It's your fault for not knowing that he'd try again
And again, these words can only offer
But so much comfort for you
(Now here's where I should say that "he's in a better place"
but on the day he died, I could have sworn)
There came the strangest sound
It was as if the whole of heaven came crumbling
Fucking down! His last words shall shine in truthfulness -
"I hate you all!", scattered with his ashes upon your guilt.
I'm sure you must have done all that was in your power
To prevent this event from occurring
Just remember, I feel that it is entirely your fault
But again, these words can only offer
[Music and Lyrics by James Malone]
To celebrate the guilt (the lies of whispering shadows)
And tattoo their words upon your ever-scarring flesh.
(Beaten, reject, follow)
To make believe there is no guilt, to wield the liar's dagger,
And clasp his hand to celebrate the countless unborn bastards.
To praise the guilt some more, in the eyes of the fallen.
Embracing the swine, this foreplay strangulation.
(Beaten, diseased, hollow)
Though your disease is ever mine, I give you diamonds.
And in an act to seal the oath, I gave you roses, be careful of the fucking thorns.
In your eyes I saw the end, and these were your words, the promise of never.
Denial, protect whats promise, of the fact that our feeling dissolve.
I took your evil skin away with the blade of the liar's dagger,
And clasped your hand to celebrate your vile unborn bastard.
Denial, protect whats promise, of the fact that our feeling dissolve.
Though your disease is ever mine, I gave you diamonds.
And in an act to seal the oath, I gave you roses, be careful of the f**king thorns.
My reverence for you is gone, stand alone and be counted
My time with you was like time alone in a grave
Stand apart or unite in regret
To the west of god
Passion alone in the must
I am the wolf at your door
I am the wounds on your wrists
Vengeance is the marriage bed
I cower towards you in wonder
As the reasons came and went, and swept across
The face of my innocence, I was lost.
To know your face, and your true shade
To feel your lips, and to be bade
To praise the night, to praise my unknown faith
Must I sure find a way? To infest the wound
Inside the wound, that draws me near
And cries my name, and feeds my presence
I am here!
I long for one piece with
I cry for my peace is in you
Inside the wound I hope to find
The essence and presence of you
Inside the wound I wish to learn
The art of fucking you
After the reasons came and went, and swept across
The face of my innocence, I was lost
Inside the wound, that draws me near
And cries my name, and feeds my presence
I am here!
To know your face, and your true shade
To feel the lips, and to be bade
To know your face, and your true shade
To hide in here, in this place
I long for one piece with
Cobwebs reaching from the heavens to the lover's plague
A soul strung out on shadows and the killing words brings the fervor to a halt
Far beyond the solace of hatred that tarnished and banished all thoughts of you
A storm of ill-wishes brought the cold resistance, you were nice to know
Three words beaten into emptiness, never spoken the same
The size of my hatred can never equal your indifference
The congregation mourn the pale and listless,
Sullen eyes were blind to you
Then let blindness be their only truth,
Sightless wisdom in the shade of longing
For failure comes in many disguises, vicious flaws entombed by prose
Then let this grave hold their only secret,
Sightless wisdom in the shade of longing
Upon these grounds dwells an aura of mourn where every womb-bound soul shall awaken stillborn
The congregation celebrate their shame,
Sullen eyes blinded by guilt
Then let this guilt be their only virtue,
United by their flaws
Upon these grounds dwells an aura of mourn where every womb-bound soul shall awaken stillborn
Let blindness be their only truth
Let guilt be their only virtue
Let this grave hold their only secret
Sightless wisdom in the shade of longing
[Lead Theme: Nick]
A sickening sermon held with the mirror’s gaze
Without flesh to offer, without will to save
Now deceit’s reflection, glares back with lying eyes and recites the lie that brought this corpse to life
And I must deny myself all life’s pleasures
For in this denial I have found sick perfection
Now I beg to serve the night in the blazing curse of the dawn
To shatter the mirror and see what lies beyond
With frozen fear and guilt to feed the sightless wisdom
That I held near, as close as any fucking coffin
And I must deny myself all life’s pleasures
For in this denial I have found sick perfection
Now I beg to serve the night in the blazing curse of dawn
To shatter the mirror and see what lies beyond
[Lead Theme: Nick]
A reflection of disease, a twisted vision of deceit
With one last breath to tell the tale
Of failures conquest, of shattered spells
Embrace the knowledge, embrace the sickness
Elegant yet perverse, I’m in the clutches of vanity’s curse
[Solo: James]
[Solo: Nick]
[Solo: James]
[Solo: Nick]
Now I beg to serve the night in the blazing curse of dawn
Are my hands not black?
Black with the filth of this ageless denial?
From the first birthing breath, to the stillness of death
The light of the "right" has been deceived
And thus we live our lives
Always one step from the "heavens"
Shattering the spell
One act that will free us
Shattering the spell
Beaten by the lies of failure's conquest
One step from the "heavens"
Shattering the spell
When every breath's a warning and every moment a sign,
Lay me amidst the pinewood walls to regain what once was mine
All's pale
Shattering the spell
Flesh pales
Shattering the spell
Are my hands not red?
Red with the truth that has conquered denial?
From the first broken vow, to the last fighting breath
The light of the "right" has been deceived
And thus we die
What's left, left for the living?
In the eyes of the purest truth?
What's left, left for the living?
In the arms of denial's only son?
When every breath's a warning and every moment a sign,
Lay me amidst the pinewood walls to regain what once was mine
All's pale
Shattering the spell
Flesh pales
Shattering the spell
[Solo: Malone]
And thus we live our lives
Always one step from the "heavens"
Shattering the spell
One act that will free us
Shattering the spell
Beaten by the lies of failure's conquest
One step from the "heavens"
Seven whispers silent
On scathing winds the seven whistlers tune
Seven cries, blinded eyes
Bade the choke on the night
Beneath the stare of a cold and blood-dimmed moon
Alaster, avenging one
Guide my path
Live in me, exist to be
The festering wounds upon the savior's wrists
Calculating the murderous plot for the dozen to fall
The seven shall sleep forever
Unhallowed graves left unmarked
Five soon to join them
And with their blood anoint them
Evident the feebleness of dog
Seven whispers silent
On scathing winds the seven whistlers tune
Seven cries, blinded eyes
Bade the choke on the night
Beneath the stare of a cold and blood-dimmed moon
Alaster, avenging one
Guide my path
Live in me, exist to be
The festering wounds upon the savior's wrists
I remember, the kiss of shame.
The hopeless greed that once united
Our paths from earth to the wretched night.
Now we are closer to hell than to wholeness.
Forever in lustful disdain.
The drowning heart shall always remain,
In fear of our lustful disdain.
These eyes shall drown in shame.
In the light of our blindness,
Servants to the night, we are.
Bleeding for our hearts' reprisal,
Servants to the night we are.
A heart condemned to treachery.
Thick are the rivers of hopeless greed.
Three words to bind madness and mourn the loss of self.
[Solo: Malone]
[Solo: Knight]
I remember, the kiss of shame.
The hopeless greed that once united
Our paths from earth to the wretched night.
Now we are closer to hell than to wholeness.
Forever in lustful disdain.
The drowning heart shall always remain,
In fear of our lustful disdain.
These eyes shall drown in shame.
In the light of our blindness,
Servants to the night we are.
Bleeding for our hearts' reprisal,
Servants to the night we are.
Lost words, heavenless.
Servants to the night, we are.
In the light of our blindness,
Servants to the night, we are.
Servants to the night.
[Lead Theme: James]
Kissing the stillness, caressed by the cold
This path of deceit shall never grow old
Ageless and guiltless, feasting on damnation
And the ever growing fear in their eye
One lash for my guilt and two for my lies
Beaten by the wolves in innocence disguised
Kissing the stillness, caressing the cold
In the mouth of damnation, I am growing old
We have come on wings of torment
Follow us, all of us, sable rising
With our guilt to feed the vultures
Follow us, all of us, sable rising
[Lead Theme: James]
[Solo: James]
[Solo: Nick]
The temple lay in ruin
And the artist has escaped
Leaving his works behind
The starving statue takes its shape
Kissing the stillness, caressed by the cold
This path of deceit shall never grow old
One lash for my guilt and two for my lies
Beaten by the wolves in innocence disguised
We have come on wings of torment
Follow us, all of us, sable rising
With our guilt to feed the vultures
[Written by Alice Cooper and Kane Roberts]
I saw you wedding gown
The prettiest dress
I came into the room that night
And made such a mess
In my own way, I lovingly kiss the bride
With your ring in your hand
Your eyes and your mouth open wide
In my eyes
Blood drops look like roses on white lace
They won't wash away
In my mind they're roses on white lace
Straight from the heart
So dead upon the bed
You hurt me in the deepest way
I'm crippled inside
I took your evil skin away
It's all cut and dry
I saw you tonight and carefully took your hand
With some smears on my cheeks
I knew that you would understand
In my eyes
Blood drops look like roses on white lace
They won't wash away
In my mind they're roses on white lace
Straight from the heart
So dead upon the bed, still searching for your head
They're never gonna find your face
It's hidden away
I found a very special place for you used to play
In my own way, I lovingly kiss the bride
With your ring in your hand
Your eyes and your mouth open wide
In my eyes
Blood drops look like roses on white lace
They won't wash away
In my mind they're roses on white lace
Straight from the heart
Blood drops look like roses on white lace
Crimson and sweet, stained on the sheet
Roses on white lace, pretty in red, dripping and wet
All hail! The phrase of tainted prose
The etchings that cover the rose
Well of thought of you, must surely be denied
For impure are the arts
That are painted in your eyes
Tonight, our lies shall be known, my faithless one
Tonight, our lies shall be known
And I'll await my heart's return
Resting in the shadow of a tomb
For a presence ever lost
You are the tightrope,
That is strung about my neck.
The hope of failed wishes,
That haunts and dwells upon the grounds.
And may the pain help me to see
The truth of nights' atrocities,
And the way to make you suffer.
I saw the coming of you, I saw the signs.
Your presence was progressive entrapment.
Follow the vicious circle, all life denied.
Your presence was progressive entrapment.
Flowing like a river of greed,
Thick with the hopes of blinded mortals.
And although our lives are entombed by prose
This one last wish now lays far beneath the rose.
I saw the coming of you, I saw the signs.
Your presence was progressive entrapment.
Follow the vicious circle, all life denied.
Your presence was progressive entrapment.
For fear of blindness, three words to trap us.
And your presence was progressive entrapment.
[Solo: Knight]
[Solo: Malone]
You are the tightrope,
That is strung about my neck.
The hope of failed wishes,
That haunts and dwells upon these grounds.
And may the pain help me to see
The truth of nights' atrocities
And the way to make you suffer.
I saw the coming of you, I saw the signs.
Your presence was progressive entrapment.
Follow the vicious circle, all life denied.
Your presence was progressive entrapment.
For fear of blindness, three words to trap us.
Through painted eyes I see,
A blackened heart and a whisper,
Waiting for the light again
To save us from such suffocating pain,
Sweet suffocating pain,
Painted Eyes see this world
Aside from the memories
This life and curse has failed us.
Dreams lost to the greyest light
Awoke screaming with bloodless eyes.
So end it now,
And see yourself,
So end it now,
This life has cursed us.
And like the night, where anger can survive
You and I will be walking a tightrope.
And like the night, where anger can survive,
You and I will be over, overthrown.
Every moment that came and went
That cursed and crushed our innocence.
And we all must realize
That no spells can save us.
And like the night, where anger can survive
You and I will be walking a tightrope.
And like the night, where anger can survive
You and I will be over, overthrown.
[Solo: Knight]
So end it now, and see yourself
So end it now, this world has cursed us
So end it now, and see yourself
So end it now, this world has cursed us
[Solo: Malone]
And like the night, where anger can survive
You and I will be walking a tightrope.
And like the night, where anger can survive
A false confession sprayed forth from the mouth of disdain
What words spoken?
What love swayed?
And the mirror broken brings the faith of the damned to me.
This is how the lost ones feel in love and life
Close your legs when vanity's forlorn
Close your legs before I close them for you
Close your legs and in time properly behold... oh the humanity
The heart of love bereaved with hollow eyes and a whisper waiting for words to fill the lies
A heart's rejection sprang quick and laid claim to me
Awake, awake for the dream has failed
And failure speaks the purest truth.
Time was lost before our eyes,
Now on your knees to worship depravity.
My oath to madness whispered seven times,
Can hold the answer within all these lies.
My oath to madness, within seven breaths,
Can hold the answer and the weight of lies.
This is my oath to the lie.
Scream, scream for vindication,
For madness comes in many waves.
Blindness was left behind
And consciousness vanishes beneath the waves.
My oath to madness whispered seven times,
Can hold the answer within all these lies.
My oath to madness, within seven breaths,
Can hold the answer and the weight of lies.
This is my oath to the lie!
This is my oath to the madness!
[Solo: Knight]
[Solo: Malone]
My oath to madness whispered seven times,
Can hold the answer within all these lies.
My oath to madness, within seven breaths,
Can hold the answer and the weight of lies.
This is my oath to the lie!
This is my oath to the madness!
This is my oath to the lie!
And it came again, like tears for a long lost friend
Tears that find their rest
Amidst words too sordid to comprehend
And it came bearing gifts
Of pain, frankincense, and her
None had a home here, none but the pain
Feel the fervor growing but the hate is stronger
My heart was whole with you
But the pain was mine, come twisted flowers
Come blistered soul, torturing disdain
And the wholeness that is only found in you
Feel the fervor growing but the hate is stronger
My heart was whole with you
But the pain was mine
And it came bearing gifts
Of pain, frankincense, and her
None had a home here, none but the pain
And it left once, alone amidst my words I stood
Uninviting of it's presence, this time it's left for good
Feel the fervor growing but the hate is stronger
My heart was whole with you
But the pain was mine, come twisted flowers
Come blistered soul, torturing disdain
And the wholeness that is only found in you
Feel the fervor growing but the hate is stronger
My heart was whole with you
But the pain was mine
And when it's gone forever, a better hand is dealt
We mourn the pale and listless
It’s half past corpse o’clock
Praise the sick, hail the twisted
Sell your soul it’s time to rock
Let’s celebrate our life’s failures
That we are forced to repeat
Breed the bastard despite the knowledge
That with flesh comes deceit
With a blind oath to madness we are forced to rebel
Wearing a badge of our shame let’s starve for the devil!
How long I have tried to separate my guilt from all of my lies
How long you have tried to see beyond the emptiness of my eyes
A curse to grant your wishes
When it’s half past corpse o’clock
Realize your reason’s twisted
Starve your soul, it’s time to rot
Let’s forget ever moment
For human life is frail
And all I know for certain
Is that the mirror shows us hell
With a blind oath to madness we are forced to rebel
Wearing a badge of our shame let’s starve for the devil!
How long I have tried to separate my guilt from all of my lies
How long you have tried to see beyond the emptiness of my eyes
The blindness of our eyes and the madness that it brings
The seven whispers are silent as a carcass choir sings
[Solo: Nick]
How long I have tried to separate my guilt from all of my lies
From Soulless to Shattered (Art in Dying)
Penance for this breath of black betrayal.
Stoic, famished guard the walls of this scarlet temple.
Awaits to hear the sound of armies marching underground and the screams of failures conquest.
A wish to waste and rise alone with only the wolves i call my own.
A starving withered statue.
Amidst the ruins you once knew.
Condemned to defend.
The weakened flesh of this facade from all that breathes and lies within.
The vultures swarm and sharpen their talons.
Upon wings of torment flying.
Who is to say there is no art in dying.
A starving withered statue.
Amidst the ruins you once knew.
A shrine for the sick to gather.
From here to hell, from soulless to shattered.
From soulless to shattered.
To destroy and conquer this failure with a will of sharpened razors.
To forget what has been done.
And all I have over come
:Solo James:
:Solo Nick:
Penance for this breath of black betrayal.
Stoic, famished guards the walls of this scarlet temple.
Awaits to hear the sound of armies marching underground.
And the screams of failures conquest.
Upon wings of torment flying.
Lets rock!
Now the promise of never is replaced with half-hearted lies.
Sworn to kill with this diamond will and scarlet painted eyes.
Forced to rock! Rebellion, Rebellion.
In the name of Devil Starve.
To embrace our sins with all we are.
In the name of Satan, we are forced to rock.
Riding high on emptiness wearing only flames.
Receiting lines of tainted prose and innocence is slain.
Forced to rock! Rebellion, Rebellion.
In the name of the Devil Starve.
To take down this life with a feast of famine.
In the name of Satan, we are forced to rock.
Reaching out with hands of gold and famine is the feast.
Where the only hell is growing old we are starving for the beast
:Solos:
Now the promise of never is replaced with half-hearted lies.
Sworn to kill with this diamond will and scarlet painted eyes.
Forced to rock! Rebellion, Rebellion.
In the name of the Devil Starve.
To take down this life with a feast of famine.
[Solo: Knight]
[Solo: Malone]
Your lowering breath reeks of penance,
With blinded eyes and severed tongue.
Your foulest words greet the knowledge,
With Denial's only son.
We are the ones who've chosen silence,
Whose blinded eyes can see the truth.
We are the ones who've chosen silence,
On hopeless winds of stolen grief.
The conquest of failure was in the heart of you,
By the eyes of winter, denial was renewed.
The conquest of failure was in the heart of you,
By the eyes of winter, denial was renewed.
This is failure's conquest!
This is failure's conquest!
This is failure's conquest!
Your lowering breath reeks of penance,
With blinded eyes and severed tongue.
Your foulest words greet the knowledge,
With Denial's only son.
[Solo: Knight]
[Solo: Malone]
Your grief came with the frailest words,
Your severed tongue ever spoke.
The aura of mourn that once dwelled,
Now wears the madness mark!
We are the ones who've chosen silence,
Whose blinded eyes can see the truth.
We are the ones who've chosen silence,
On hopeless winds of stolen grief.
The conquest of failure was in the heart of you,
So, the sight has finally left us
With dreams of the failing light.
Born again, beneath ashen cloud
And the restless lies betrothed,
I curse this winter.
And my nightmares become your dreams,
Come blindness, stealing grief.
On failing winds of hopeless greed
And blindness lead the light,
I curse these winter eyes.
Beneath ashen cloud,
I curse this winter.
Beneath ashen cloud.
I curse this winter.
And my nightmares become your dreams,
Come blindness, stealing grief.
On failing winds of hopeless greed
And blindness lead the light,
I curse these winter eyes.
An ashen cloud of hopeless splendor,
A robe of ice unsurrendered.
A slave to this kingdom winter
Under skies of fire falling.
Falling, falling, falling.
[Solo: Malone]
[Solo: Knight]
So, the applause have ended,
The plague, lost within sleep.
The last right of spring, now lays beneath.
A shroud of fire as the winds sing...
We curse this winter.
And my nightmares become your dreams,
Come blindness, stealing grief.
On failing winds of hopeless greed
And blindness, lead the light.
[Lead Theme: Nick]
Take hold and feel the flames that we control, this hell can feed our shame and cleanse the soul
And though I choose to walk this path
And face the plague of reason’s wrath
The graven songs and tortured words
Of a thousand liars shall be my bible
The art of self denial
A bloody hangman’s trial
All ways to praise the works
Of the escape artist
This cold resistance cannot fail me now
It holds the pleasures sick perfection won’t allow
And though all self has been denied
I’ve reached the level few have tried
And at the side of the beast
I am seated for the famine feast
The art of self denial
A bloody hangman’s trial
All ways to praise the works
Of the escape artist
Theses eyes are longing for release
Yet the coldness follows me
These eyes are longing for release
This is famine
[Solo: Nick]
[Solo: James]
[Lead Theme: Nick]
The art of self denial
A bloody hangman’s trial
All ways to praise the works
Of the escape artist
These eyes are longing for release
Yet the coldness follows me
These eyes are longing for release
This is famine
[Solo: Nick]
[Solo: James]
[Solo: Nick]
All that I know, erased by lies
That have eaten my memories away
I walk words towards fate
Step by step
Closer to cold
The rise of emptiness
Closer to cold
Guilt unites with regret
I have taken starvation
As my one and only bride
Chosen to live life as a disease personified
And in the call of winter, I learned the words to make it stop
An oath, a pact with sickness
We must always walk hand in hand
Closer to cold the rise of emptiness
Closer to cold
Guilt unites with regret
I am veiled in tears of scarlet mourn
One step closer to cold
All reason is unborn
By the chant of seven whistlers tune
We grow closer to death beneath this cold and blood dimmed moon
Closer to cold
The rise of emptiness
Closer to cold
Guilt unites with regret
[Solo: Nick]
All that I know, erased by lies
That have eaten my memories away
I walk towards fate
Step by step
[Solo: James]
[Solo: Nick]
By the chant of seven whistlers tune
We grow closer to death beneath this cold and blood dimmed moon
Closer to cold
The rise of emptiness
Closer to cold
I am the one, the fallen bastard son
I'll step inside you, I feel your lips
And seize your flesh, to penetrate the wound
And your screams shall be dreams
Of the graceless one's rebirth
Forever I have lost the way
To the flesh that was mine today
I left my trace I left my mark
Carnal ways to recreate the heart
Feel the pain and we know
And the pain we are cursed with child
To be with me, is to be left
I step away now, I'll leave your lips
And withered flesh, no more inside the wound
A badge of lust and wrong decisions
The cold hands of a cursed religion
A false idol to praise and worship
And coax these hellish times
To cut and paint my sins, a shade of purest white
To play the role of god, and recreate a life
I am the one, the fallen bastard son
I'll step inside you, I fell your lips
And seize your flesh tonight
A false idol to worship
And coax these hellish times
To play the role of god, and recreate a life
A badge of lust and wrong decisions
The cold hands of a cursed religion
To cut and paint my sins
A shade of purest white, I paint my sins in white!
Forever I have lost the way
To the flesh that was mine today
I left my trace I left my mark
Carnal ways to recreate the heart
Feel the pain and we know
The dreams of others
Wither by light of day
When the truth's uncovered
You will find me wasting away
A dark curse upon me
Flesh bound to the whipping post
Hunted and haunted
Stalked by nostalgia the memory of a ghost
Beyond forlorn, the answers lie in loneliness
Disease reborn, I am so full on emptiness
In the heart of torture
Came the vulture's melody
To grant my wishes
A pardon from this malady.
A drop of poison
Just a drop to call the armies off
A chance for release
For release is all I ever want
Beyond forlorn, the answers lie in loneliness
Disease reborn, I am so full on emptiness
The greed that blankets passion
Keeps all of our grief in fashion
And as the fervor slowly dies
I damn my soul to open up the sky.
[Lead Theme: James]
[Solo: James]
[Solo: Nick]
From this failing temple
Draped in scarlet shrouds
The starving statue
Looks on and speaks aloud
Locked inside the famine chamber
I am the prince of emaciation
Under the spell of the coldest slender
Grant me my wish, release the poison.
A dark curse upon me
Flesh bound to the whipping post
A drop of poison
Just a drop to call the armies off.
Beyond forlorn
The answers lie in loneliness
Disease reborn
I am so full on emptiness
The greed that blankets passion
Keeps all of our grief in fashion
Beyond forlorn,
Stalked by nostalgia
Lugosi's child bears his namesake
Within in this monument we hide from shame, from uncontrolled emotions and untold atrocities
Be enlightened lonely angel
We're forever with you
And the blind one came in the likeness of you
And the blind one came to make timeless all that is you
Behind the walls of the is monument
Your tribute to deceit
All time is lost to the innocent
Rock.
You look to me with your resurrection eyes.
A curse of truth that is longing for disguise.
Now covered in scars unveiled by vanity.
The bloody mirror's shattered, it's left it's mark on me.
A march for the sick, starving for control.
To the bastard's beat.
Now shifting in shadows and crying for release.
All life has surrendered crawling on it's knees.
Covered in scars this curse of vanity.
I have come to learn I traded diamonds for disease.
:Solo Nick:
A march for the sick, starving for control.
Dying on my knees, starving for control.
A march for the sick, starving for control.
To the bastard's beat.
:Solo Nick:
:Solo James:
Bring it down now,this loss must have it's reprisal.
Master the arts of guilt and denial.
Forgive the shameless, beg to remain nameless.
And forever dwell with regret behind my eyes.
:Solo James:
Now shifting in shadow's and crying for release.
All life has surrendered crawling on it's knees.
Covered in scars this curse of vanity.
I have come to learn I traded diamonds for disease.
You look to me with your resurrection eyes.
A curse of truth that is longing for disguise.
Now covered in scars unveiled by vanity.
The bloody mirror's shattered, it's left it's mark on me.
A march for the sick, starving for control.
Dying on my knee, starving for control.
A march for the sick, starving for control.
To the bastard's beat.
Bring it down now, this loss must have it's reprisal.
Master the arts of guilt and denial.
Forgive the shameless, Beg to remain nameless.
[Solo: Knight]
What life lies beneath this thoughtless mass?
What dreams could be there?
What vengeful screams lifted from a severed tongue?
Could halt failure's progress?
A quest for pure beliefs,
Leading us to blindness and silence,
And so we live dark and mortal days.
Dark and mortal days!
[Solo: Malone]
A quest for pure beliefs,
Leading us to blindness and silence,
And so we live dark and mortal days.
You reek of failure, it's grandest progress,
And have shown the way to dark and mortal days.
[Solo:? ]
A feast, a feast for the liar's tongue!
A handful of grief to satisfy!
There can be no satisfaction in shame!
And nothing but shame in my deceit!
A quest for pure beliefs,
Leading us to blindness and silence,
And so we live dark and mortal days.
A quest for pure beliefs,
Leading us to blindness and silence,
[Music and Lyrics by James Malone]
In denial of the thoughts that our feelings dissolve.
Your words were always chosen wisely, disguising all intent.
Amidst the poetry, I thought I heard you say,
"Let's make a deal, a diamond for disease..."
Then the promise of never was as embracing as the act of strangulation.
The idea of forever became the grandest humiliation.
I keep remembering your words, spoken in the guise of an oath, the promise of never.
Now never is all I ever receive, never, and the knowledge of your disease.
Those two words spoken aloud, I do, the promise of never.
Yet I still come, like a moth to a flame in assurance of pain.
Still you come, a breathing deathwish, with daggers drawn.
Always denying the idea that the mystery's resolved.
Examined closely, understanding all intent.
Amidst our screaming, I know I heard you say,
"Let's make a deal, a diamond for disease..."
If that's your idea of forever, I would gladly take strangulation.
Your idea of forever is the grandest humiliation.
Your matrimony was silenced.
All vows forgotten and the burden placed on me to aid you from the marriage bed.
That's when the promise of never became as embracing as strangulation.
Your idea of forever, the grandest humiliation.
Yet I never know how loosely you used the word friend.
In time I learned.
This I cannot forgive, but only you know the truth.
Your secrets, they follow, and shadows always show the path to the fallen,
The liars wielding daggers.
Take your skin away, wield the liar's dagger.
Because along this path are fragile whispers guiding me with guilt.
And though they scream the faintest lies,
They lead me to the knowledge that your words were chosen wisely,
Disguised was all intent.
Within the deceit, I know I heard you say...
For now, for forever; from the start, this was the deal.