You'll awake life
Through perceptive light
In the face of your offense
Bearing scarlet bark
The second moon is
Dropping her silver tears
The gaze, the sway, you'll pay
Through the summer, lost in pain
Through her silvery body
Grazing scars
Her skin enchants me
Towards the doom of spring
So I find her
In milk white light
In this silver frosted night
I place you in coffin moonlight
I'm haunted by your touch
My soul passing you
You'll save my fear from this shame
I know I ought to take your flame
My touch will freeze your love
Enthroned on your skin
I offered to cross the water
My blood curls, taken from light
My heart bleeds for
Her restless sleep
I should fake a yawn
Before I go away
And when she lies silent
Her beauty lights the room
But now no other man
Will taste her loins of doom
I'm haunted by your touch
My soul passing you
You'll save my fear from this shame
I know I ought to take your flame
My thoughts will freeze your love
Enthroned on your skin
I offered to cross the water
My blood curls
If I stay too quiet
I can hear her walking by
Death cold air is moving
Like the touch of her hand
Respect dying, towards our eyes
Earth dies, flowers dead
Silent whispers slowly flow
The silence from beyond
You'll come with me my precious light
You stalk me through the shadows
Just swallow the dark
You'll come with me my precious light
You stalk me through the shadows
Just swallow the dark
I've fought to take you back
Cause my day is still burning
My scream is flowing through hands
But your flesh igniting
I'm taking you down to the hole
Bring on the scum for the flames
You'll come with me my precious light
You stalk me through the shadows
Just swallow the dark
You'll come with me my precious light
You stalk me through the shadows
Just swallow the dark
If I stay too quiet
I can hear her walking by Hold This Woe Please don't guide me again
Could you just leave me here?
I'll bury these wounds with you
I'll be gone by nightfall
The shadow is gone and then you're leaving coldness here
It's getting darker now, the night is drawing closer my dear
To writhe..
I found my suffering - the life
I hear you suffer me - to writhe
I bound my suffering - tonight
The start of cold seasons
Just a road of despair
There is no way out of here, again to feel you near
Why do you love to torture me; cut me open and leave me this way?
And when away of de profundis, you disappear from me again
I can feel the warm nightfall
As I taste the death on her lips
I am doomed to hold this woe
It's time to kneel I'm so alone
To writhe..
I found my suffering - the life
I hear you suffer me - to writhe
I bound my suffering - tonight
The start of cold seasons
Just a road of despair
There is no way out of here, again to feel you near
Why do you love to torture me; cut me open and leave me the blame?
And when away of de profundis, you disappear from me again
To writhe..
I found my suffering - the life
I hear you suffer me - to writhe
I bound my suffering – tonight
Drowning from living to the depths of me
Like the water that burns in my lungs
And the light that slowly fades above me
I'm bleeding rivers and they carried me to the sea
Crushing in this pressure, turning to stone
Roots rip my flesh and fill my skull
As worms dance around my drowning body
Feasting for the one that has gone...
But I'm arriving, closing the door, ocean floor
Seven steps from my cradle
Closer to the end with every breath
What is this hell that was made for living?
I am arriving
The giant has grown too big inside me
Mountains of black stone, a volcano of dirt
When it went wrong? Why am I here now?
But not for long...
Climbing up from this nest of nothingess
My faihthful steps behind me
Marking my trail with circles, a path for you all
We've been ripped out from the womb
Through blood and pain into this life, and we cry
Ripped out, given, but made to be taken away
I've been hiding this giant for too long
And it's grown like a parasite inside me
Under this shadow I've been walking
Now it's taken over me, and she...
The pure girl, leave me before it's too late
Or I will cut your wings
For I can't control this that burns
It flows inside, through my every vein
It fills my fingers and burns my throat
Chains my heart again
Insane pain
I throw myself into this stream
And let it take me down, underground
Here I end, from here I begin
The line is broken like my fragile body
Flesh rots before the giant's eyes
As he awakes from his silent rest
Rips open my chest, steps out from this crest
Don't take over me please, leave this lonely man,
Please leave. Descending Winters Out from the north into the south
Winter turned his frozen mouth
Tearing down the voices of living
Leaving bodies buried in ice
The wrath of distant clouds
And the weeping of the ground, it will come
Cold wind carries the voice of doom
Singing songs for the damned
Descending winters for all lands
All hope is gone in his hands
Out from the north into the south
Winter turned his frozen mouth
Slaying the oceans and darkening the sun
With little breeze, it will come
Enormous tide of burning cold storms
He will cleanse the land with single breath
Descending winters for all lands
All hope is gone in his hands
Out from the north into the south
Winter turned his frozen mouth
No shelter can save us now
As the winds come roaring
There is no place to hide
The final season is close at hand
Taste the air so silent, it will come...
Descending winters for all lands
All hope is gone in his hands
Out from the north into the south
Winter turned his frozen mouth
In these waters
And father, why did you leave me here?
In deep waters
Father, it's getting darker here as the years pass
And father, I'm the whispers on the lake
Lights on water
My child, I carry the burden of sorrow with your soul
The songs you gently sing to me
But the love was never stronger
than the grief of your unholy price
I curse you forever in your watery grave, you passenger of evil
For taking her away from me
The blood of your arrival, cutting knives and shadows
A ceremony of pain
Through living flesh to the dead, both in my bloody hands
But only one cried
In blazing fury I carried you through the woods
While the trees tried to stop me in horror
Your cry echoed on the lake as I laid you down on the boat
The tears made circles on the still water, the circles made the waves
The waves raised the tide and made the rain fall
Raised the lights on the lake
Through the mist, further on the lake
In the eye of still water
Into the deepest pit you silently fell
Slowly in the throat of dark water "I lost the last of my hope on that night
when the morning never came
Staring in the eye of all those ghosts of loss
And like the plague it crushed me
On the eve of a new moon"
I'm made of filth, of lies
No clean blood runs in me
I've turned to everything I hate
Black blood and dirt in a human shell
Leaving these trails of betrayal
Cold lifeless flesh, a so called man
Choking on the pain of others
In my own lies I drown
Happiness was all I reached for
But sure, no one deserves it
That dim light I still held, finally faded
There was so much in me that I trusted
But so little I knew
The weakness I held was stronger than anything
And it turned me into arrows for the ones I truly loved
Forgive me for falling
I know you all trusted in me
But I'm made of filth, of lies
No good blood runs in me
beside the tallest tree where winter will cover you
and build the biggest castle.
There I will bury you, from the arms of your mother.
Soon the angels will carry you over the edge of the world,
lead you through the deepest forest,
away from sickness, into the light.
Sleep my child, lay down your head and leave this pain,
I'll read your these last pages of the tale.
To endless morning I'm cursed from here on;
you will be taken, I was meant to stay...
The Emerald Forest was quiet
and the deep green of the diamond leaves
was glimmering in the sky high tree tops
on the gentle wind, tall as the mountains in the east.
Echoes of the steps of giants
were fading like the beat of your weak heart.
Shades of night welcome you with a twisted smile.
Slowly with every tiny breath.
Hold my hand tight, nothing will hurt you here.
You are almost home my little angel, I will lead you through.
Night creatures, unicorns and white owls,
treasures hidden in the emerald glow.
Green light on the white altar and the black throne,
choirs of ancients blessing your passage to the world below.
The path through the woods was getting narrow
and the aisle of trees shaded the last light of the moon.
But the light from the candles on the bridge across the water
lit the way from emerald steps, marking our trail deeper.
This is the frontier as far as I can pass,
but the calling of the Blackbird will lead you on from here.
Every tear will turn to an emerald in this forest,
and this is where it ends, the cry turns to laughter, my son.
You will be taken, I was meant to stay, my loved one. Hate, Lead The Way I yearn for your soul,
I yearn for your skin.
The blaze in my eyes
shines bright as the great northern skies.
I'll catch you when the night falls,
morning calls.
Close your eyes, make a wish.
You know it's never going to happen.
In this place we all die alone.
Hate, lead the way!
I yearn for your love,
I yearn for your blood.
The blaze in my heart
lies deep as roots in this ground.
Take me into you,
take my hand, or I'll kill again.
Close your eyes, make a wish.
You know it's never going to happen.
In this place we all die alone.
Hate, lead the way!
They want you,
and I'll catch you
when the morning calls.
Close your eyes, make a wish.
You know it's never going to happen.
In this place we all die alone.
Hate, lead the way!
Close your eyes, make a wish.
You know it's never going to happen.
In this place we all die alone.
Sleep well, my dear! Cathedral Walls Where do we go from here?
When these words have been unspoken.
We carry this burden through the gentle summer rain.
The convoy is still, still and weeping,
yet I don't feel anything, but these walls around.
"And the candles on the cathedral walls
chase the weak light under the saints eyes,
over you, and your shattered words for the ones you lost.
In your mourning you're alone, so alone."
This silence speaks a million words,
words of comfort so shallow.
How I wish even for one tear,
but for my heart it is too late.
Where do I go when the sorrow turns to hate.
Where do I go from here?
The guardian angels quiet and near,
slowly turning away, for hell is surely here.
Every step towards the hole in the ground I rot,
carrying your white coffin, my heart wide shut.
I will follow you, earth to earth.
I will follow you, ashes to ashes.
I will follow you, dust to dust.
I will follow you!
How I wish even for one tear,
but for my heart it is too late,
when sorrow turns to hate.
"And the candles on the cathedral walls
chase the weak light under the Saints eyes
over you, and your shattered words for the ones you lost.
In your mourning you're alone, so alone."
make me stronger to get one step closer to you again.
Horror spreads through these alleys
like a plague through the harlots.
By the blood of all these dirty cunts
my delicate art is being written, in blood!
For I am the sire, the noble one.
Deep I cut their sinful bodies,
to get her back, piece by piece.
The night she left me from this world
to the shades of everlasting.
I will bring you back my love,
even just for a one life long second.
She was the one, now cold and gone.
Ten silver bells mourning her death,
echoes on the walls in this Labyrinth of London.
Charlotte Street 3 am, washed by blood.
She's not worth dying for, but to die in shame.
Heart of a scarlet whore, black like her native shore.
One I cut out on Lavender Lane,
I will replace her chest, and we will dance.
She was the one, now cold and gone.
Ten silver bells mourning her death,
echoes on the walls in this Labyrinth of London.
She was the one, now cold and gone.
Ten silver bells marking your death,
You will be lost in this Labyrinth of London.
In this Labyrinth of London.
"I wander thro' each charter'd street,
Near where the charter'd Thames does flow,
And mark in every face I meet
Marks of weakness, marks of woe.
In every cry of every Man,
In every Infant's cry of fear,
In every voice, in every ban,
The mind-forg'd manacles I hear.
How the Chimney-sweeper's cry
Every black'ning Church appalls;
And the hapless Soldier's sigh
Runs in blood down Palace walls.
But most thro' midnight streets I hear
How the youthful Harlot's curse
Blasts the new born Infant's tear,
And blights with plagues the Marriage hearse."
4 am Palmer Street.
In a circle of flames we will dance, once again.
Fire walk with me through these old streets of London,
make me stronger to get one step closer to you again.
Horror spreads through these alleys
like a plague through the harlots.
By the blood of all these dirty cunts
my delicate art is being written, in blood!
She was the one, now cold and gone.
Ten silver bells mourning her death,
echoes on the walls in this Labyrinth of London.
She was the one, now cold and gone.
Ten silver bells marking your death,
You will be lost in this Labyrinth of London. Of Death And Corruption Felt my back bleeding,
heard the song of a siren;
the forerunner of death and corruption.
I've already hit the ground,
nothing you said was true.
Were all the vows meant to be broken?
Some wounds will never heal,
some day even queens will die.
Some day even nations turn their backs
after the chants of devilish mouths.
Lie deep in your lies, keep telling you love me;
the chant of death and corruption.
I still hear the words that let me down,
something deep inside you died that night.
Some wounds will never heal,
some day even queens will die.
Some day even nations turn their backs
after the chants of devilish mouths.
That night showed your true colours,
pure blackness and filth.
Once loved, once admired,
dead to the world from now on.
Some wounds will never heal,
some day even queens will die.
Some day even nations turn their backs
after the chants of devilish mouths.
I curse the love for you
And the pale souls you have tasted
The sings of filthy passion
Will soon turn to cries of pain
When I claim what is mine
Through the justice of suffering
When the paying of her sins come closer
The night will end in tears
And the moment you dirt her skin with your fingers
You will be sentenced the same
Every second with her I count
And for every second you will suffer too
No light will save them now
When the words of hope have all been spoken
And I wash the blood from my hands
And let them lie silent and cold on the flowers
For my anger is greater
Than the hand that once swept your cheek
And my anger is greater
Than the human I was
I will claim that is mine
Through the justice of suffering
No light will save them now
When the words of hope have all been spoken
And I wash the blood from my hands
And let them lie silent and cold on the flowers
Is this poison in your womb
Worth of the burning flesh
In this pyre of ghost lovers
But every second with her I count
And for every second you will suffer too
The night will end...
It will end in tears soon The Empty Skies The dead walk
In the silent world
Oh, how the dead talk
With empty words
Redemption
By thought injection
And the dead march
To the voice of deception
This is now a new beginning
There will be no creation from chaos
No light at the end
Just a faint glimpse of the forgotten
Screaming
Overcome by silence
Suffocated
By the unspoken
And the dead walk
With no fear
And the dead fall
With the horrors of living
Murky demented eyes
Stare at the empty skies
Desperately searching for something
Something that once was there
It's too late for salvation
While falling to oblivion
We are doomed to stagnation
To witness the inverse creation |