A pilgrimage is a journey or search of moral or spiritual significance. Typically, it is a journey to a shrine or other location of importance to a person's beliefs and faith, although sometimes it can be a metaphorical journey in to someone's own beliefs. Many religions attach spiritual importance to particular places: the place of birth or death of founders or saints, or to the place of their "calling" or spiritual awakening, or of their connection (visual or verbal) with the divine, or to locations where miracles were performed or witnessed, or locations where a deity is said to live or be "housed," or any site that is seen to have special spiritual powers. Such sites may be commemorated with shrines or temples that devotees are encouraged to visit for their own spiritual benefit: to be healed or have questions answered or to achieve some other spiritual benefit. A person who makes such a journey is called a pilgrim. In America, the term pilgrim is typically associated with an early colonial Protestant sect known for their strict rules of discipline.
Anticipation Fills The Air
Hypnotic Masses Stand And Stare
Incantations Chanted Quietly
In A Trance Like State We Are One
We Share The Same Vision
United Forever
No Longer Imprisioned As We Were Before
So Far From Home, I'm Gonna Meet My Maker
No Longer Alone, I'm On My Way There
Long Distance To Go, A Giver Not A Taker
Chosen To Fight, Kill The Deceiver - Tonight
Telepathic Information
Spreads To All Metallic Minds
Instructions For The Final Mission
Leads Us To The Holy Field
We Share The Same Vision
United Forever
No Longer Imprisoned As We Were Before
So Far From Home, I'm Gonna Meet My Maker
No Longer Alone, I'm On My Way There
Long Distance To Go, A Giver Not A Taker
Chosen To Fight, Kill The Deceiver - Tonight
[Guitar Solo Chris Caffery]
We Share The Same Vision
United Forever
No Longer Imprisoned As We Were Before
So Far From Home, I'm Gonna Meet My Maker
No Longer Alone, I'm On My Way There
Long Distance To Go, A Giver Not A Taker
This line is burning
Turning to ash as it hits the air
Every step is a day in the week
It's a Sunday or Monday
A march over months of the year
This life is burning
Turning to ash as it hits the air
Every death is an end in the race
It's a stopping and starting
A march over millions of years
Travel. Arrival
Years of an inch and a step
Toward a source
I'm coming to you
I'll be there in time
This land is burning
Turning to ash as it hits the air
Every line is a place on a map
It's a city or valley
A mark on these miles of fields
Travel. Arrival
Years of an inch and a step
Toward a source
I'm coming to you
I'll be there in time
This line is burning
Turning to ash as it hits the air
Every step is a day in the week
It's a Wednesday or Thursday
A march over months of the year
Travel. Arrival
Years of an inch and a step
Toward a source
I'm coming to you
I'll be there in time
I'm coming to you
I'll be there in time
Take this
Mute mouth
Broken tongue.
Now this
Dark life
Take Me On A Pilgrimage
Where My Heart Is Rockin
And My Feet Are Stompin Yeah
Take Me On A Pligrimage
Where Our Fists Are Pumpin
The Drums Are Thumpin
Cause You, Your Feelin So Confused
You'll Move It With Those Gunshots Blarin
And Those Tears Are Tearin Thru You
You Got Nothin To Lose
You'll Do It When The Hits Keep Commin
And The Blood Is Runnin Cmon
Take Me On A Pilgrimage
Where The Sun Is Shinin
And The Heat Is Climbin Yeah
Take Me On A Pilgrimage
Where My Heart Is Open
My Karmas Hopin
That You, you'll Know Just What To Do
You'll Move It When The Guns Keep Firin
And The Sound Of Sirens Will Prove
Your Shakin In Your Boots
It's Sad To See That Peace can't Happen
In Your Own Backyard Cmon
Withe Sound Of Sirens
And The Guns Keep Firin Cmon
When The Hits Keep Comin
And The Blood Is Runnin Cmon
Time To See The Light
We don't Have To Fight
Tonight...
Take Me On A Pilgrimage
Where My Heart Is Rockin
And My Feet Are Stompin Yeah
Take Me On A Pligrimage
Where Our Fists Are Pumpin
The Drums Are Thumpin
Cause You, Your Feelin So Confused
You'll Move It With Those Gunshots Blarin
And Those Tears Are Tearin Thru You
There's Nothin Left To Lose
You'll Move It With The Gunshots Blarin
And Your Tears Are Fallin Cmon
With The Sound Of Sirens
And The Guns Keep Firin Cmon
When The Hits Keep Comin
One step from the border street
Change in neighborhood
The difference is an escapee
How many wet seedy bars
And dark alleys will it take
To make it look the part?
He’s an actor in the scene
But who says the play’s not
Everywhere that he has been
[Chorus]
Pilgrimage, to figure it all out craftily
Was given a taste of artistry
But locked into concrete neighborhoods
Pilgrimage, with nothing to give up but to gain
The knowledge that everything’s the same
Both inside and outside boundary lines
Curbing lonely urban blues
Took a detour
To hear musicians paint their hues
Muscles moving to the sound
Let him bump into a girl
Who danced the scene she found
He found the scene in her eyes
Reflected the people, not the place
He found the scene in her hair
It shown of the people, not the place
He found the scene in her voice
It shouted the people, not the place
He found the scene in her dance
All i wanted to be
So different than before
Transparent to me
Projected on the back of mind
Don't worry about me
I'll be alright
Don't worry about me
I'm in good hands
Don't you ever want to go back down to
Where it's going to end and begin
Don't you ever want to go back down to
Where it's going to end and begin
This pilgrimage
I packed my bags
Now gone for good
Transparent to me
Projected on the back of my mind
Don't worry about me
I'll be alright
Don't worry about me
I'm in good hands
Don't you ever want to go back down to
Where it's going to end and begin
Don't you ever want to go back down to
Where it's going to end and begin
Don't you ever want to go back down to
Where it's going to end and begin
Don't you ever want to go back down to
Where it's going to end and begin
"Somewhere…not in our time…the first step was made…"
Never been asked to be one of them
But this is the fate I’m forever condemned to face
Eternal Life and timeless death neither side is chosen
Here where the sun is never born
And the path never ends
Take a turn, take a turn
Take our fortune, take our fortune
They called the clip a two-headed cow
Your hate clipped and distant, your luck, pilgrimage
Rest assured this will not last, take a turn for the worst
Your hate clipped and distant, your luck, a two headed cow
The pilgrimage has gained momentum
Take a turn, take a turn
Take our fortune, take our fortune
Speakin' in tongues, it's worth a broken lip
Your hate clipped and distant, your luck, pilgrimage
Rest assured this will not last, take a turn for the worst
Your hate clipped and distant, your luck, a two headed cow
The pilgrimage has gained momentum
Take a turn, take a turn
Take a turn, take a turn
Take our fortune, take a turn
Take our fortune, pilgrimage, pilgrimage
Speakin' in tongues, it's worth a broken lip
Your hate clipped and distant, your luck
Rest assured this will not last, take a turn for the worst
Your hate clipped and distant, your luck, two headed
The pilgrimage has gained momentum
Take a turn, take a turn
Take a turn, take a turn
Take our fortune, take a turn
Take our fortune, pilgrimage, pilgrimage
The pilgrimage has gained momentum
Take a turn, take a turn
Take a turn, take a turn
Take our fortune, take a turn
Take our fortune, take a turn
Take a turn, take a turn
Take a turn, take a turn
Take our fortune, take a turn
Trumpeter sounds a periphic dream the cries now shorn as prelate falls and send away.
Overture mits' forth clarion sky to sun she climbs and sheds her wings into the sea.
Memories rise to obscurate orb - the astral causate forms dissolve and send away.
Severance from illusory field the pilgrim wills to correspond with freedom.
Hold the oscillate light driven on to sender.
Soul arraigns the perceived and the seen to reap.
From the little drawn breath climbs away to the freedomsea.
Consecrates the sushumnic vertebrae.
Nerve currents arrest in abeyant formation.
Purified from the flames of the waking dream.
Negates requisite embodiment from life to life.
Currents ground as the solistic eye prevails.
As the sky grieves way remainder.
And the celestial's glow prevails.
Beyond the seen and seer and the sight which sees.
Into unmodified state reclaimed.
Witness from mind and psychic sheath a guardian sun restrains the world projection.
To knees in tears the purified light cessates the breath and shakes from frame to freedom.
Memories rise to obscure sun - from sorrows wash dissolve attained; returns in weeping.
Takes to flight surmounts the sky and voids the body frame impels into the ground.
Away from manifold formation.
A luminous light's sheen pervades.
Rescinds projected world to freedom.
My values altered i was looking for peace
I was tired in the lands of the west.
I had to get out
I took a map, let the pendulum swing
I wrote a note, took my prayer mat and left
On a prayer and a wing
And every moment of my life
I dedicate to you
And when i fear of falling
I am in your hands
Pilgrimage
Through the archway in the city of light
The procession began
I heard their praises rise like incense to heaven
I'd awoken from a long time ago
I fell to my knees
I kissed the ground then i started to cry
And every moment of my life
I dedicate to you
And when i fear of falling
I am in your hands
Pilgrimage
So wonderful
I saw the merchants selling saffron and spice
I felt acceptance for the fate of my life
I was thirsty then i came to a spring
I had to have faith
I was hungry, you sent a stranger to me
She shared out her food
And every moment of my life
I dedicate to you
And when i fear of falling
I am in your hands
Pilgrimage
These days are burning down
Every death is an end in the race
- no arrival
These lives - just ripples
In the stunning widths of space
- slipping away
This march will never end
Every stop is a death deep within
- deep within
It is a WAR over years and years
It is a WAR...
Passion in every step
Every month is a part of the circle
- no arriving
Counting your mirthfull days
Every year is a march round the wheel
- on and on
And when there is nothing left to light these worlds
I will be right at your side
I will be there in time
In time...
Marching on...
Travel - Arrival
Together we will drown
[Instrumental]
Brecker,
Brecker was the best,
Brecker,
Why didn't you last,
Brecker,
We didn't you to past, away,
Brecker,
Can broadcast, from up there.
Brecker,
Rest in Peace, peace in rest.
The septer song harkens dominion to sew the champion The mantle of
the sword bearer becomes the hummer harp of elation Foes
from the northren nook and spirits from the fall Behold
the ancient emperor has arms outstretched to all
CHORUS
Lo, I Am With You Always
Lo, I Am With You Always
Knighthood sword upon the anther lawns summon the prophets
Woodland whimsy broods and buds Lands in fight the form of the
fortress And with a sudden whisp the maiden keys unlock
The writing of the book of revelations born Fables are
Zed Yago is leaving the twilight zone
the human body now it's her own
A gift of god of the devil too
this pact she has to satisfy soon
it's still the rain that shakes the universe
A pilgrimage is the go between disgust and dignity,
A pilgrimage is the go between, rich and mad,
proud and sad, free the spirit of its chain.
United allies swear blood and pain
one for all and all for one again
They're out to find the lost fantasy
remembering the human tragedy
its still the rain that shakes the universe.
Some hideous lies in a fairy tale
demolish every paradise,
only venties are not for sale
If you want to find something,
Set out on a seeking trip!
Set fire to water
And spill the flames,
Drive the wind through the earth,
Sunbeams merge with ice and snow.
You may see coloured autumn leaves
Falling on early spring flowers.
Then you'll understand
Variety of the world
In its c h a o s.
If you want to find more,
Set out on a seeking trip.
You may experience the male and female
Energies, tension and relief,
You may bow to your masters
Or you might better pace with your head high.
Then you'll understand
The boundaries of this world
In its c h a o s.
You may close your eyes
And discover vast spaces.
You may feel how empty evil things are,
Every suffering's just vanity.
Unknown friend will whisper
To your ear saying his secret,
No fight against emptiness, you just can fill it.
Then you'll understand,
There's only one way,
[instrumental]
(M. Turner, A. Powell, T. Turner, S. Upton)
Miles Music
Sit by the river's edge, and watch the water flow,
Sunlight that touched your face, and told you not to go.
Where, oh where, you search your heart - how much do you need?
All the things that take you far away from being alone.
Stay where your fellowship have watched you hide inside,
Don't you alarm the path where danger's arrows fly.
Places everywhere that seem to have no other days,
Calling out from what could only still be all alone.
Rain falls into your life, and leisure steals away,
Love and wishes floating down under today.
Sit by the river's edge, and watch the water flow,
Sunlight that touched your face, and told you not to go.
Where, oh where, you ask yourself - how much do you need?
All the things that take you far away from being alone.