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• Ebb Tide (Parts I & II) - Morgion
• Blight - Morgion
• Basking Under A Blacksun Dawning - Morgion
• The Mourner's Oak - Morgion
• Solinari - Morgion
• She, The Master Covets - Morgion
• Relic Of A Darkened Past - Morgion
• Gothic Decorum - Morgion
• Encased In Glass - Morgion
• I, The Skeptic - Morgion
• Nomads Of The Dawn - Morgion
• Nightfall Infernal - Morgion
• Invalid Prodigy - Morgion
• In The Process - Morgion
• ...The Last Sunrise - Morgion
• Wither The Storm - Morgion
• All The Glory...All The Loss - Morgion
• A Slow Succumbing - Morgion
• Trillium Rune - Morgion
• To Tame a Land - Morgion
• The Serpentine Scrolls / Descent To Arawn - Morgion
• Innocence And Wrath & The Usurper - Morgion
• In Ashen Tears (Thus I Cry) - Morgion
• Ebb Tide - Morgion
• Crowned In Earth - Morgion
• Canticle - Morgion
• Cairn - Morgion
• All The Loss - Morgion
• All The Glory... All The Loss - Morgion
• All The Glory - Morgion

laying upon the ocean floor. broken, torn or compromised. the irony of the nether gift; now an eternity of dark despair. fathoms
abound me everywhere. no need to breathe or eat, no need to sleep or see. in this lightless deep, below... upon that vessel, upon
that tide. a library of thought kept in its belly. i would sacrifice my very soul just to read one page, one word. the nether
bound with me, transgressing the passage of time. sitting, pondering...knowing that i'm doomed. hundreds of volumes of text.
pictures, words, learning. my love, my art, my knowledge...covered by the arms of the sea.

Within all shapes known; deep in the myriad wood,
under a canopy of stars, rooted in Mother Earth.
Be it not for ryhme or reason, for reason may not be important.

i feel a blacksun
cast upon my withered brow
the dancing of embers
peace of eternal flight
the deepest of blue
in crimson night
shadows my russet skin
in views beyond a winter gate
vivid days of a child
green are the trees of age
my love for the everlasting sky
foreboding flames abode
i will dream under a blacksun
no shelter to hide my skin
tainted rain will taste so pure
like black painted earth
i can see beyond my time
cast my disgrace on fall
foretell my name in honor

here, they shall gather among its bows and hither. in the
spring or summer sun, bright are the voices they carry.
deep in the
earth, its roots doth run. long has it been, how long
shall it be. vast does its reach extend...season after
season been. his
feet no longer travel, his mind now steps his bounds. the
forest now his flesh, his bones to the earth in dust.
nothing, nothing
but time to keep him restless. slowly, slowly aware of

Be attentive --- for you may be allured by its presence, by its charm.
Deep in the cosmos, upon this throne of void and star.
Each word spoken, invocating.
Each syllable, a rune.
For every emotion shall be accountable, like the sands of time long since
fallen.
A singe upon pale flesh. To form the darkness growing inside the heart,
Inside the mind, like the fall of a thousand gods.

dark am i, dark are we. entwined, like the sun and moon.
form and function. she, the raven watched. for i am the
nether claimed.

ancient is the relic once told
foreseen in our darkened past
to tell a benign dream
a shadow's memory has cast
simple is the one who sees it
fit no wonder to sample
triple, search through the bile
sit and develop unthinking thoughts
now among the old
forever distant
feeble, seen above
loneliness, sold
triple the search
trifle the few
born with unspoken knowledge
nothing is forgotten, anew
absorbing the foul, loving the spawn
(in a) crypt of my kept thoughts

gothic decorum, a new age
as nature's cycle slowly ends
blackened earth and chemical rain
desecrate the land with plague
a morbid land and signs to show descrupted faith
destruction, death and decadence perverted reality
sections of life, terminal and fested with disease
mother nature's control, incest of purest fidelity
rabid decay
living creature of once man's origin
bless with the mark of the plagued
consistency to roam a baron life
structured plane for the master
morgion
life again

suspended for all time
to die would be too kind
the end will never come
it can't be done
dormant sleeping state
find no way to escape
animate in a coma of glass
years go too fast
my soul unites with the world
eternity's story untold
no site i can't see
hate to freedom lies in me
coffin of ice, stone cold
cage of glass i mold
encased in glass, perpetual to my blood
the glass takes possession of my soul
to feel a dream is only to me
my prison encased in glass

a vengeance has been called on me
its blackened state, i cannot see
an evil spell has come to be
it shall be done, to full decree
voodoo curse
adorns itself
it has to stop
my personal hell
blinded by insecurity
can't escape my misery
insolence obsesses me
my mind's control is all i need
shatters my mind, wounds inflict
bound in terror, until the end
a lapse of reasons, to find a solution
grasp the answer, to show the end
i can overcome this grief
the truth shall set me free
let death be my fate
that my fear conquests me
a vengeance has been called on me
blacked blood, i cannot breathe
an evil spell has ended me
it's been done to full decree

confiscating memories i grasp
beyond the frozen years of denial
seeing through the foretelling eye
to sanctify what is not real
blinded by false illusions
subjects my self to fear
enduring the painful thoughts
lasting throughout the years
immolates-of a dying mind
lobotomized-throughout time
scorned and outcast by
a false society with no compassion
unable to see the truth
deceit malicious persecution
no willingness to think around
barriers of thought preservation
twisted and bent to satisfy
a no-winning situation
immolates-of a dying mind
lobotomized-throughout time
scorned and outcast by
a false society with no compassion
unable to see the truth
deceit malicious persecution
no willingness to think around
barriers of thought preservation
twisted and bent to satisfy
a no-winning situation
through the cold and the lies
lost in my darkened paradise

Visions, O' visions of nightfall internal.
I dream the dreams of redemption, a reflection of what I am, and what I
could have been.
I gaze within that frame; I look upon eyes, hands and body.
They capture the light and darkness, they shape all eternity.
Of passions in shadows burning, like leaves upon embers glowing...
I am the dark night of Nirius...in the eyes of the Jaded Serpent.
I seek a journey unto temptation within that scarlet pane, deep inside its
belows.
Before the ivory candle wanes.
Well within its depths I wade, by loving hands in velvet dreams.

can you see through that hidden shrine
hear out what grows within you
taste the hate you birth
or is it all ignorance concealed?
misled by unknown shadows
contorted by misery
the word once said now lost
captor in disbelief
invalid-the form of the weak
prodigy-a succession of one
frail-the embodiment you possess
royal-the next to come
so curtained from all that beseeches me
meagerly divine, invalid prodigy
god (above) forsakes me, encase in this supposed cause
trapped (within) your distraught lies
no salvation, for the weak who cannot survive
resurrect my embedded dreams
on man's ignorance i thrive

a future world
where life's a blessed gift
industrial obsession
disease is the material grown
life is something not to molest
oppressed screams of a cancered fetus
birth is pain blistering inside
reproduction is a final regret
there's a question to be answered
destined choice to condemn
in the process future impressions
death's evation to the end
ignorance to this day
will destroy all hope, life betrayed
fear an easy way out
regret your sins, end all hope

[Instrumental]

form a dramatic pause
a stranglehold is clenched
less of nothing now gone
dream a lesser cause
No growth in the eye of the storm
see clouds before our eyes
obliterate our begotten means
dust clouds settle in the sky
turmoil of a forsaken dawn
to wither the storm
see our green turn gray
as means just fade away
the circle now is broken
abolish what was cleansed
No growth in the eye of the storm
see clouds before our eyes
obliterate our begotten means
dust clouds settle in the sky
turmoil of a forsaken dawn
to wither the storm
tumble our mighty frost
giving all that we treasure
tell our tale of deceit
and lacerate what we pleasure

This flame...light, creation. Below my loveless divine...serpent.
My soul is bu a deep, dark well.
Her grace, benevolence, beauty.
Wings, tenfold, harbringer, fate.
Rune, flesh, pleasure, wealth.
Everything beneath its glare.
This time spells the end.
Nothing, empty, savage, seeking.
This earth, this place, knowing...
The raven within my body.
My soul a deep, dark well...time shall never sever us, for the flame shall
be us all.
The wolf within this vessel.
My soul a deep dark well.
I am Hades fire, for the flame shall be us all!
I shall not be, will not be...fate becoming.
To wish, to sense, to feel...whole.
I have not this want, take not this need.
I shall not be, will not be, loved in memory.
Like the moon above and the ground below, emptiness...
Acceptance of being whole.
I was once destined.

behold, i am your deliverance. look upon this nether
steel: tearing away your soul, relentless. i am the dark
night you fear.
seek your ruin before me, upon this earth your blood
shall stain. a reckoning beyond all reason, hear the
cries of your brethren,
lament. a thousand score i did fell. no spear did render,
or axe did cut. your women shall carry my seed; forsake
your children
to the wheel. upon the frost shadowed earth, lay the keep
i shall homage. within i shall bury my riches, to count
for centuries
here after. waiting and watching...watching and waiting.
even after the last morrow i shall ponder, in a madness
of my own
design. after this body is time, worn to dust, the nether

here, they shall gather among its bows and hither. in the
spring or summer sun, bright are the voices they carry.
deep in the
earth, its roots doth run. long has it been, how long
shall it be. vast does its reach extend...season after
season been. his
feet no longer travel, his mind now steps his bounds. the
forest now his flesh, his bones to the earth in dust.
nothing, nothing
but time to keep him restless. slowly, slowly aware of

He is the king of all the land
In the Kingdom of the sands
Of a time tomorrow.
He rules the sandworms and the Fremen
In a land amongst the stars
Of an age tomorrow.
He is destined to be a King
He rules over everything
On the land called planet Dune.
Bodywater is your life
And without it you would die
On the desert the planet Dune.
Without a stillsuit you would fry
On the sands so hot and dry
In a world called Arrakis.
It is a land that's rich in spice
The sandriders and the "mice"
That they call the "Muad'Dib".
He is the Kwizatz Haderach.
He is born of Caladan
And will take the Gom Jabbar.
He has the power to foresee
Or to look into the past
He is the ruler of the stars
The time will come for him
to lay claim his crown,
And then the foe yes
they'll be cut down,
You'll see he'll be the
best that there's been,
Messiah supreme
true leader of men,
And when the time
for judgement's at hand
Don't fret he's strong
and he'll make a stand,
Against evil and fire
That spreads through the land,
He has the power

Four winds of emerald lands, come and meet my fellowship.
Journey afar, rest among my flock and shelter the serpent's egg.
Among the shores I gather netherlands, seek unto the marble waters flow.
Drink your fill from ancient dynasties, and scribe on the serpent's scales.
Bring before me, my forbidden lore.
Writhe in its glories delight.
Wellspring --- under the mortor and clay.
Forever --- we of forked tongue.
Embellish this mask of undesired will, caressing unto your sullen ways.
Hallowed are the eyes of the blind, adorn my forsaken standard.
Bring before me, my forbidden love.
Writhe in its glories delight.
Hold the light, so that I might see.
Partake in my sacred ways.
Now pull the shade from my eyes, and see me for what I really am.
I forever walk, asleep in servitude.
In ancient dreams, the Canticle's Tales...for we shall walk among.
Between the Coloumns of Wisdom, I see my passage, I see my fate...sealed.
I foreshadow, bearer of sacred name, who shall be the Messiah?

Lend me your steel-bearing hand
So I may reign the Jewel Throne
My soul feels the gods' demand
As the lost kings uphold my side
[Chorus]
Blood and sand
Mark their way
The usurper's tears
Guide my sword...
Fantasia slept in my thoughts
As I was a son of infinity
The emperor, forgotten, rests in my dreams
As, back to the wall, I start the conquest
Innocence and wrath
Now lie far beyond
As we cross the deserts
To reach the fortress' gates
Tragical serenades
Are whispered in the wind
As eyes in fury
Grant us our strength
(They're) throning on the dignity of might
But the successor is to enter the hall
False truth saw them climbing the steps

for it is, thus that i
wallow within my own despair
drowning hearts outside my lust
creep around wallowed pairs
waves of gray, trees of dust
following paths, without trust
can you hear within your soul
will you cry for me
an unbridled view, far beyond
shielded from dawning skies...
you play among the deadened groves
cannot see nor care to show
many faces carved in false belief
shallow mouths speak your grief
winds carry our unmatching thoughts
in ashen tears, thus i cry

laying upon the ocean floor. broken, torn or compromised.
the irony of the nether gift; now an eternity of dark
despair. fathoms abound me everywhere. no need to breathe
or eat, no need to sleep or see. in this lightless deep,
below... upon that vessel, upon that tide. a library of
thought kept in its belly. i would sacrifice my very soul
just to read one page, one word. the nether bound with
me, transgressing the passage of time. sitting,
pondering...knowing that i'm doomed. hundreds of volumes
of text. pictures, words, learning. my love, my art, my

i am the summer sun, the winter moon. i am the forest
green, the desert sand. i am the ocean's depth, the azure
sky. i am the
element to dream. come forth my shadow, beseech the

I walk among this pantheon to gather up the stars.
Blessing the waxing moon, and swallowing up the sun.
For I foretell the coming God, ascending Heaven, descending Hell.
For I will be a gracious king, and the eve shall be my bounty.
So it is written, so it shall be done.

here they lay within our arms. caressing this darkest
purge. honing the darkness pure, bleeding the nether
free... under an
earthen stone, she of cloak and crown, she of blackened
steel...blessed be unto her. her soul, the naked blade;
the color of
darkest lochs. her temperance, the hilt forged from
silver winters. time is but a breath. age thus comes and
goes. a pitiful
mortal coil; you and yours, mortal man. embrace her
immortality. the nether three, nocturne sisters. they are
the sentient

I shall not be, will not be...fate becoming.
To wish, to sense, to feel...whole.
I have not this want, take not this need.
I shall not be, will not be, loved in memory.
Like the moon above and the ground below, emptiness...
Acceptance of being whole.

This flame...light, creation. Below my loveless
divine...serpent.
My soul is bu a deep, dark well.
Her grace, benevolence, beauty.
Wings, tenfold, harbringer, fate.
Rune, flesh, pleasure, wealth.
Everything beneath its glare.
This time spells the end.
Nothing, empty, savage, seeking.
This earth, this place, knowing...
The raven within my body.
My soul a deep, dark well...time shall never sever us,
for the flame shall
be us all.
The wolf within this vessel.
My soul a deep dark well.
I am Hades fire, for the flame shall be us all!
I shall not be, will not be...fate becoming.
To wish, to sense, to feel...whole.
I have not this want, take not this need.
I shall not be, will not be, loved in memory.
Like the moon above and the ground below, emptiness...
Acceptance of being whole.

This flame...light, creation. Below my loveless
divine...serpent.
My soul is bu a deep, dark well.
Her grace, benevolence, beauty.
Wings, tenfold, harbringer, fate.
Rune, flesh, pleasure, wealth.
Everything beneath its glare.
This time spells the end.
Nothing, empty, savage, seeking.
This earth, this place, knowing...
The raven within my body.
My soul a deep, dark well...time shall never sever us,
for the flame shall
be us all.
The wolf within this vessel.
My soul a deep dark well.
I am Hades fire, for the flame shall be us all!
I shall not be, will not be...fate becoming.
To wish, to sense, to feel...whole.
I have not this want, take not this need.
I shall not be, will not be, loved in memory.
Like the moon above and the ground below, emptiness...
Acceptance of being whole.