when your eyes
pause on the ball
that hangs on the third branch from a star
you remember why it got dark and why it is getting light again
the earth (like the heart) leans back in it's seat
and like that it travels along an orbit
drawn in the darkness
unpolished pearl in sky-black palm of hands
flickering sun-flame
you remember
that you are yourself a light-bearer
Enjewelled the crown, of mirrored deception
Where the serpent lay coiled, upon Babilian tower
In charnel gardens, spawn twelve black orchids
Colder than death, incandescent they shine
Sentinels of stone, speak sweet delirium
Paragons of virtue, with poison tongues
Ossific cathedrals masqued in innocence
Belie wrath arcanum (are we undone)
Downward christus soldier onwards
From your twisted tower (of malice and spite)
The opiate archeus that you feast upon
Our primal lands of winter and night
Damn us all with your mercy and charity
From chaos is found, true shape and form
The inferno of summer may hold us in check
And Let He Who Hath No Honour,
Cast The First Stone Stone.
Born of The Serpent,
Their Bastard Trinity Trembles In Fear,
Behind Armour of Scorn.
Mocking The Valour of Those Proud Enough To Stand Mighty,
To Stand True.
But No More,
For I Would Cast Them Out From The Glory of The Sombre Forest,
Crush Them,
Lest Them Bask In The Radiance of The Winter Moon,
Pluck Out Their Weak And Worthless Hearts
So No More They Profane This Hallowed Kingdom.
Aye, And Let My Words Ring Clear
Throughout Albions Fair Lands
So All Our Brethren Rejoice.
That Our Time of Deliverance Is At Hand
The Might Is Upon Us
And On Her Black Wings We Shall Ride...
Eden Burned I Watched In Anger
Crimson Rains Swept Truth Away
The Janus Tribe Bask In Glory
Such Weak Vision Still Held Sway
Crave Offspring Rape The Memory
A Dance Macabre Upon The Grave
Usurpers To A Throne of Shadows
Puppet Masters Are Mere Slaves
An Embryo of One Last Hope
The Golden Era of One Last Dream
Their Rightious Passion, A Burning Fear
We Die As Brothers And Ride With Tyr
Honour Drank As Finest Wines
Banquet Upon The Spirit
Nefarious They Feast In Fury
In Honour of An Empires Fall
Smite With Malice Falsehoods Bane
Keep Vigil Over My Tempered Sword
Amaranthine Crescendo of Virulence
Lend me your steel moribund man
For three suns drown a kingdom (of dusk)
And (as lost portents) three moons wane
The soil drank our blood with insatiable thirst
A mute ocean sleeps behind dormant eyes
The warrior (that was I) a shadow in stone
I was the wrath beneath the heavens
In ebon forest, upon oaken throne
I was a liege at the end of light
By alchemiculte, petrified
Circean substratum (a conflux corrupt)
Invictus (I fell to Cthonian touch)
Heinous megalithic ruins yet stand
Carvous flesh reigns in my wake
Sapient, lorn, pariah to all
Three suns would see me still unborn
(Hail, Hail)
Lend me your steel moribund man
For three suns drown my kingdom (of dusk)
And (as lost portents) three moons wane
[Instrumental]
From frozen edifice unheeded my calls
Dream silent among grey basalt halls
Neither here, nor ever did I belong
The haunted, the hunted still stands alone
And ice enshrined this fragile kingdom
Awoke desires of forgotten bliss
Rise to the sun they fall in anguish
Tenebrous sorrow this day would bring
Etherial watchers with eloquence spoke
Such myriad lands now forsook
Dusk scorched orchid her sweet perfume
In carven mausolea starborn consume
Tread softly for now, kin of the night
A winter moon guides her palace of light
Granted paths to higher realm sought
On ebon wings together take flight
Rekindle tempests, enslaved by frost
Her gentle caress, a graven kiss
Such towering vision of mortality refrain
this silence forewarning
and darkness opressing
I lay my heart on a bed of tears
with misery growing
so I paint a picture
so dark, and so black
upon the canvass of a twisted mind
my solitude engulfing
and I bleed from my heart
with no one to heal
so alone, so afraid
only pain left to feel
I pray for release
I yearn to be free
I hear the call of the afterlife
my sins so great
and paradise is calling
this paean to woe
from a spirit torn
a requiem of a soul in decline
I await the kiss
from an angel so cold
the savage grace of final release
a penitant soul to be laid to rest
redemption must
absolution in extremis
a cacophony of mourning
From Lack of Hope, Confusion And Anger
Nightgaunts They Mock, My Brooding Tragedy
Her Word Made Flesh
And Seek Us Not, In The Darkside We Dwell
A Realm of Broken Hope And Madness
A Myriad of Unemotional Hell
Starborn She Serenades, My One Desire, A Fleeting Touch
Draw Down The Sun, Reborn
Words Unspoken Now Forever Gone
Open Your Mind And Open Your Heart
Please My Child In This Place of Dark
This Shard of Dirt, May Obscure Her Light
The Pain Increases, As Time Drifts By
The Muted Pleas, We Cannot Hear
deep in my soul a tender secret dwells
lonely and lost to sight for evermore
save when to you my heart responsive swells
then trembles into silence as before
there in its center a sepulcharal lamp
burns the slow flame eternal but unseen
which not the darkness of despair can damp
though vain its ray as it had ever been
in some hidden crevice, of this grim cadaver
comes from the deep a cry for fates graceful
favour
the only thought that my heart, dare not brave
is my last love, cannot grant my last wish
my fondest, faintest memories hear
grief for the dead, no virtue can reprove
then give me all I ever asked, a tear
Pounding in your chest
As blood rushes through your face
Survival reaction
This is the strongest of emotions
Verisimilitude: Anger flows throughout all of us
Anger expressed as aggressiveness
Leads to the violence that infects society
Short-tempered with very little impulse control
Eyes see red
Physical response can be destructive
Attempt to address what has triggered this rage
Without activating an exterme response
Developed as a protective device
There are few situations for extreme response
Blind rage paves the way to inexpression...
Pounding in your chest as blood
Rushes through your face
The will to live is the main objective here
As this hazardous tantrum begins to unfold
There is no way to stop the flow
Attempt to address what has triggered this rage
Without activating an exterme response
Developed as a protective device
There are few situations for extreme response
Verisimilitude: Anger flows throughout all of us
Anger expressed as aggressiveness leads to
While pinned to a slab of
Marble on the floor
Dreaming of carnal pleasures
You beg for castration
Then somebody counts of ten and the
Parade goes by nursery rhymes
Screams of ecstacy and of pain
Broadcasts on inaudible frequencies
Dissonant music
A great orchestral swell
Swell of noise...
All those unconscious desires and fears
Wants and needs, repressed
Longings have been set free
Eternal waking the sentencing
Staring into the maske of all your fears,
Face unveiled...
The torture has begun and
Will never cease within eternal waking
Recurring nightmares endlessly
Consciousness appears impossible to regain
Realisation of the grimmest reality
To fight a losing battle within yourself...
Chronic phantasmagoria...
All those unconscious desires and fears
Wants and needs, repressed
Longings have been set free
Eternal waking the sentencing
Staring into the maske of all your fears,
Forevermore...
The torture has begun and
Will never cease within eternal waking
Recurring nightmares endlessly
Consciousness appears impossible to regain
Realisation of the grimmest reality
Solid mind now warped
Shameless damage brought upon
Some self inflicted wounds
Have surfaced on this weakened body
Foundations are broke in shambles
Cannot escape the plight
All visions of hope soon crumble
Severe attempt to keep a sound
Intelligent mind!
What was once solid now weak
Killed by some would call release
Deprivation of tranquility
Rising to take the fall
Tribulation is destiny
Time will change us all
Detriment slowly but surely
The brain is transmogrified
Temperament - along with the change
Now beginning to lose control
Deprivation - all importance has been lost
- what is thy soul's true cost?
- no need to see it sleep away
Transmogrified I leaving all your will behind
- is it only in your mind?
- no one should be exposed to this pain
Cause this ain't no game!
[Solo - Munoz]
Transmogrified to distort your view
More a state of being rather than a place
Hell is merely a stage for the soul
But all must walk the path
Uncertainty, the problem of pain
Experience second death
The soul that sins shall die, supposedly...
Consequence in the hereafter
Weeping, gnashing of teeth
This world revolves around conflich
And opposing forces.
Unquenchable fire to this stop could be the last
The inner sanctum not easily grasped
Left in limbo, unholy infants are then cast away]
Evil incarnate, govern the dead
Underdweller, monster among men
What will become of the condemned?
Separation point: Purgatory
The place of judgement for
The quick and the dead
The place where some will meet their end...
Left in limbo, unholy
Infants have been cast away]
Evil incarnate, govern the dead
Underdweller, monster among men
What has become of the condemned?
The terrifyinf flipside of heavenly paradise
Imgarey of endless torment
A blazing, infernal netherworld
You don't like the clothes I wear
I'll shave my head or grow my hair
What makes you cook over here
What are you queer?
S.M.D. [3x]
You call my music sonic poison
Turn it's down it's annoying
But it gives me pleasure to aggravate
The ones I hate
Walking down the streets a bottle
Grazes off your head
From a window someone laughing
Spitting on your head
Find a weapon bash their skulls in
Don't they make you sick
Kill these fucking pricks
Shins and bangers joining fight or one
Those who persecute battle 'til they've won
Tired to being pressured
To join their plastic army
You conforming clones will be sorry
Suck
I won't change for anyone
Keep fighting 'til I'm done
Dick
I got right to be myself
Driven to the limit
I refused to abide by the rules
Insolate fools
Injustive served by manipulative tools
The hands of authority label you ignorantly
Keeping you confined
Blinded from the truth - propaganda
Feeding you with lies
All of the unjust condemned with battlescars
Countless occassions of people getting
Paid off to look the other way
The land of the free and the home of
The brave its time to make a change
Suspended in paralysis of al that is
Just what is right? Wake up!
Autoritative figureskeep you in their
Sights like a sniper on a roof
I wish I had eyes in the back of my head
'Cause I know I'm gonna need 'em
All of the unjust condemned with battlescars
Countless occassions of people getting
Paid off to look the other way
The land of the free and the home of
The brave its time to make a change
Suspended in paralysis of al that is
Just what is right?
Painful truth
Hurts so much that you try not to
Deal with it and you try not to as
Much as you fucking can
I'm both shocked and amazed
I watch a display of dishonost with
No guilt, no conscience, no morality
I'm slapped by reality...
Autoritative figureskeep you in their
Sights like a sniper on a roof
Enter now deceptive one to be
Cleansed of all impurity
Be forewarned I'm prepared to use
Whatever force is necessary
Plastic shitbag
Don't tell me what to do 'cause
I have no boundaries
My fist, your face, get down on your knees.
cleanse my wounds in winter moon desire
this endless quest for sanctuary pure
as formless levithans swim avernian seas
crystal citadels call me in my dreams
desolate epochs, the statues they weep
through eons passing, the guardians still sleep
the towers of silence
a fortress of strength
this wealth of compassion
would ease my descent
my heart greets forests, once sacred, profane
the earth my mistress in pleasure and pain
seeking solace in the glory that was
of hidden shrines to gods now lost
amongst hopes ruins to find my true place
I orphaned of heritage a man of no race
cleanse my wounds in winter moon desire
this endless quest for sanctuary pure
drown nights sorrow, in rapture divine
enchantment delirium, and yet do I seek
winter moon rapture, the ebb of her light
but I cannot see, for the tears in my eyes
Beyond these mountains lay vistas of dread
Black sea of infinity herin they drift
Devolved as one atrophied architects
Cyclopean forms askew in the midst
(Of) seraphic decay, an unbeheld might
The arcane majesty a conqueror awaits
Captors of millennia cloaked in confusion
Cast ever out to the tides of time
Gathered in silent peripheral empires
(Of) dust choked oceans who sing their last
Vanquished voyagers of revelation
A brooding enigma yet still to pass
Sinistral gulfs yet may be crossed
To ophidian cowering citadels
Raptoral judgement upon all our sins
Forgive me father (for I have dreamed)
Of nighted vales, betwixed time and light
Still falls the rain, silent, unclean
Unfetted, unleashed, I sought the gate
Lascivious, beckoning, at the threshholds forbode
Satyriasis vermivorous in shadow encloaked
Frozen in antiquity (mocking cruelly)
Terous in angle citadels profane
Across yawning chasm of tribulation
Farewell to Sol, in perpetuum rise
(Ascension beyond) corporeal constraint
Would the glaze of Algol sear my eyes?
Winds from the black mountain, rend and tear
Sepulchral thanes, so much walking dust
Icelocked the nexus, an empire awaits
Axiom abhorent, protean triumvirate
Forgive me father (for I walk alone)
the page reads another tale
the story of my yesterday
onwards along the bleak paths trail
follow the script until
the path I walk
to me is blind
and only the haze is clear
forever search
and never find
reason for life so dear
nowhere journey
grace me a destiny
grant me immortality
then I will forever be
i'll bathe within the fountain of youth
to keep the dark at bay
my dark reflections find the truth
scenes only fate portrays
from my goal i'll never cower
nor future present vision
torturous existence I will devour
I want to feel this way
I worship the night and despise the day
sleep brings escape from turmoil and pain
the accursed sun brings it back again
I sleep and dream, of kingdoms far away
I might be king, loved for a day
a life I choose, no despair or hate
with fear I will not ingratiate
when the darkness comes
I would not run
I am the man who lost the sun
my waking hour should have come
but I denied the warmth of rising sun
no more. to see the shadows fall
Who watches the watchers upon lunisolar shores
Of grim forest lake, in telluric angor
(Awake) yet I dreamt, as three suns had abade
Of wyrmtongued, lurid, ill sired scions
Who watches the watchers, who sought of their truth
A leering abyss that beckons to fools
But black pennants fly in a suffocating night
Atop a keep of lore, where hope yet shines
And black pennants reign in a suffocating night
like a moth to candle
the summerlands made home
a hollow shell, our utopia
now empty lies his oaken throne
veiled in mist, true revelation
secrets of this blessed realm
through life and death, commiserations
in struggle, valour to overwhelm
each day, another pain
each dawn I die, at dusk we pray
empty dreams in midnight clouds
cloaked in doom, the darkest shroud
sleep the years hind walls of silence
safe in cairns of deepest black
weary of strife, the rancour
strength of conviction, now flowing back
cast in iron our resolutions
the melting mirror would not show
reflections of a weaker side
only here are we all
I shall not drown in his golden tears
save. these truths for the weaker man
nor lay my head at his feet
to tremble as the meekest lamb
kiss me now for I have sinned
upon my brow a crown of thorns
ease this doubt with whispered promise
lone narcissust
mad at the sun
he wanders defeated
through cities of dust
amidst frustration
like so many dreams
of saints and sinners, none could percieve
the fall from heaven, and mow we would bleed
face the adversary, with rage inside
nothing can erase, neither time, nor tide
dark is the heart
that could not feel
the silent screams
grieving sentinal
eye among the blind
holds salvation
ravaged paradise
torn are the skies
in oblivion
orchid of happiness
never to bloom
Out of reach in realms beyond
All light and truth the hidden son
From bloodied womb father creation
Narcissus high among the suns
Under inanimate lakes of carrion pallor
Where the weight of purity bore him down
Enthroned on thorns of brimstone fury
The thief of always anoints his brow
Legion guide us, calvary calls
Entwined in threads of earthbound lust
The blood of Hubris rising (fearful)
Cast him down, nay cast him out
Beneath sombre forest funeral halflight
And moonsoaked spires of mighty oak
Titans march to summers death throes
Valour gilded hearts to overthrow
Once called you a friend
Now I call you a liar
My fucking eyes see red
Hate swells inside
Regret you've come ahead
Your loss my gain
There is strength in pain
I wish you were never born
Die you worthless fuck
I turn my back to you
While you swell in idiocy
Concern no longer a friend
Mistrust agonizing end
Your shit outa luck
Now that I know that the right time has come
My prediction will surely be true
The impending disaster it looms
And the whole of the village is doomed
Why won't you listen to me
It is so hard to understand
That I am the real seventh son
Your life or death on me depends
Suffering and pain impending disaster
Souls crying the devil's laughter
Heard the cry of the seven whistlers
Lucifer smiles looks on and waits
I'll take your life in my hands
Your fate your fortune's in my visions
Heed what I say and you'll see
What will be
Please listen to me
Now that they see the disaster is done
Now they put all the blame unto me
They feel I brought on a curse
Don't they know that the torment
It stays with me knowing that I walk alone
Through the eyes of the future I see
They don't even know what fear is
Don't they know I'm the one who is cursed
Purgatory beckons souls lost forever
Life after death or heaven hereafter
Heard the call of the seven whistlers again
Now Lucifer laughs hell awaits
I had their lives in my hands
Their fate their fortunes in my visions
No one believed in my true prophecy
And now it's too late
The ghost of god
Sucking the breath from my lungs
I fear, I dream
I convulse in pain the unseen
Not yet reborn
Still separated
Breathless I lay
Thought has left my mind
Death has been refined
Lungs have ceased to breath
Dead I'm forced to be
Tension and fear
Grips me through my punishment
I fall condemned
Forced into uncertainty
Memory fades
Life is sucked away
Torturing pain
Collapsed my chest remains
Down on my knees
I pray to be relieved
Choking on blood
Solstice - Aberration
Solace extinguished by the horror of existance
Problems upsurge from
Which there seems no escape
In this senseless world
Solutions seem unattainable
Negativity begins to overcome
My thoughts become irrational
How much pain can I possibly
Bare with such a young soul?
Anger increases, morality decreases
I tap my darker psyche...
From the time I departed my troubles
To the time we meet again
Anger has been blotted out by pain...
How much pain can I possibly
Bare with such a young soul?
Anger increases, morality decreases
I tap my darker psyche...
Into the depths of my depravity
Surfacing into your world obsessed with hate
Disturbed, no longer knowing right from wrong
Terminate, my patience reached it's end...
From the time I departed my troubles
To the time we meet again
Anger has been blotted out by pain...
How much pain can I possibly bare with such a young
soul?
Plummeting into the depths of depravity
Surfacing into your world obsessed with hate
From the time I departed my troubles
To the time we meet again
Hear the pounding army of the night
The call of metal summons us tonight
And gather we on this site
To behold the power and the might
We wear leather, we wear spikes, we rule the night
Off with the lights, hear the screams
See the banging heads awaken to their dreams.
The sound of metal so loud it cracks the beams
Played by warriors called the Metal Kings.
A hero's welcome for those who heed the call.
We are together, we are all.
With hands high fists fill the air
Against the world we stand.
Hands high forever we'll be there,
Gloves of Metal rule tonight. Yea
A hero's welcome for those who heed the call.
We are together, we are all.
With hands high fists fill the air
Against the world we stand.
Hands high forever we'll be there,
Gloves of Metal rule tonight. Yea
Leather, Metal, Spikes and Chains
Gloves of Metal raised to show the brave.
Into the darkness march the armies of the night.
Bound by metal we live the fight.
We wear leather, we wear spikes, we rule the night
With hands high fists fill the air
Against the world we stand.
Hands high forever we'll be there,
When the sun goes away we will hide
In the warmth of a dark summer night
In the face of what we are not ready to be
We'll sing "No, it's not our time to go"
I tried to stay
As long as I could
But moments fade
And we knew they would
And for a night
I kept everyone close enough to forget
What the next day would bring
(I'm Old)
I'm cynical
But not enough to let you go
What is this?
I dare not name it
We move in secret
Ways
So don't tell a soul
Don't say a word
Falling asleep on my chest is enough
And when morning comes
I'll walk you half way home
(I'm Old)
I'm speechless
As we undress without a sound
I don't know what to say
Or I don't know how to say it
But I can't walk away from this
Right now
So don't tell a soul
Don't say a word
Falling asleep by my side is enough
And when morning comes
We'll make love
i like to fake submission it elevates me to be yet not
really giving trust this is my cloak and dagger my
subterfuge for fads this sly silhouette of a salient
solution needs not to be focused needs not to be focused
upon the eloquent and bold just me just me here just me
here in the desert eating my own heart analyzing all
beginning the process this is my solstice my changing of
On the ground
the rising red sun
burns down
to line up shadows
light a fire
standing inside
a circle of trees
the skyline west breathes
awaking the need
to light a fire
to burn
the bones
of those
The skies speak in a blood red tongue
In the brightest gleaming night of the year
For ages ancient songs we've sung
And asked pagan gods to return here
Solstice come, illuminate
the night, free us from winter's doom
Don't let your fires hesitate
to send their light into all rooms
The skies speak in a blood red tongue
In the shortest night that tells of joy
These songs we sing with hoarse rough lungs
For the delight of every girl and boy
The shining flame, the burning torch
Slowly it goes from hand to hand
Passed on for all the dreams we forge
It carries faith throughout the land
In a suicide mood drowned in their source
The moths that dance around the flames
Pridefully following the sun's turned course
Winds are blowing
In the setting Sun
Bones are showing
Now we're on the run
The sand is glowing
Can you read my mind
Hatred flowing all by design
I can't tell you
Who's to blame
We all know it
Just the same
And I don't know why
I cannot be sold
When I wake up
I'll sell my soul
Show me how to civilize
An undevine older mind
Show me how to realize
The only lives undevine
