1. Calling From The Crystal Tower

Crystal shards have been found in some ruins in Babylon
It was plain to see a primitive civilization held the key to advanced communication

Mothership we keep calling you back to our new-found prison home
Those who dwell here are wicked
We should have sewn them in the sea and left them alone

A tower was constructed so the zealots could speak to their deities
To touch the heavens, make them bleed
The radio crystal from our world they'd need

Mothership we keep calling you back to our new-found prison home
Those who dwell here are wicked
They hold us, the scientists of our world in captivity
Ibis headed jackal brethren set us free

Deception was our only hope in pretense to speak the tongue of their gods
The interdimensional cry rang forth
It was answered instantly
Across time space continuum salvation came

Mothership came when we called, back to our new-found prison home
And as we depart this world the wicked lie in dead in the ruins of the fallen Babel Tower

2. In Fate's Eye A King

Born on the battlefield, heat of the melee during a Vanir raid
Before he had lived to see fifteen snows his name by council fires was praised
Intent to colonize southern Cimmeria, Aquilonia built Venarium
Out of the northern hills swept Cimmerian steel, tasting Aquilonian blood

In true berserker form he fought on and on beside his Cimmerian kin
The Aquilonians driven back across their frontier
He returned for awhile to his tribe

In vague dreams of conquest and kingdom do you wonder what they mean
Distant voices forever calling In Fate's Eye A King

He spent time with a band of Aesir
He raided the Hyperbareans
The Hyperbarean castles were ruled by wizards called by the fearful Witchmen
He lead a foray against the Haloga Castle to free the daughter of the Aesir chief
The mission a success, but as they fled they were taken by an army of the living dead

Toiling away at night he ground his chain until it was weak enough to break
One stormy night, whirling the heavy chain, he slain his way out into the rain

In vague dreams of conquest and kingdom do you wonder what they mean
Distant voices forever calling In Fate's Eye A King

Tyrants and wizards, they fall before you and what your wyrd will bring
It was written in the furthest of stars
In Fate's Eye A King

Swordless and fleeing into the mountains
He was chased by a pack of wolves
He found refuge in a cave
Before him sat the corpse of an ancient chieftan upon a throne
Across his knees was a bronze sword grasped by huge hands of ancient bone

When he sees the sword the corpse came to life
He fought with everything in him
Escaped armed this time
In vague dreams of conquest and kingdom do you wonder just what they mean
Distant voices forever calling In Fate's Eye a King
Tyrants and wizards fall dead before you and what your wyrd will bring
It was written in the furthest of stars
In Fate's Eye A King
Your wyrd neverending it turns the wheel do you know the riddle of steel
Never knowing what the next day will bring
In Fate's Eye A King

3. Crusader

Riding in righteous rage, laying waste the land
Killing women, children, beast and man
Raping the young, torturing the old
Forging your way to streets of gold

Madness is in your eyes, the cross upon your chest
You want to die in battle

Stealing, plundering, No! Take that which is rightfully yours
Your book of insane dreams and tyrant king told us you so
Destroy the non-believers just to save your soul
Evangelize the land make it pure again

Madness is in your eyes, the cross upon your chest
You want to die in battle because you know you are blessed
Crusader, kill to please your god above
Crusader, make a joyful sound
Spill the blood upon the ground

You gasp your last breath of icy autumn frost
You look into the eyes of the youth whom to your life is lost
Cast your blurry glance to the skies, realize
No one comes to take your hand from the promised land

Madness is in your eyes, the cross upon your chest
You want to die in battle

Madness is in your eyes, the cross upon your chest
Crimson gushes from your mouth as you wait for death

Crusader, Die to please your god above
Crusader, Make a joyful sound
Your blood got spilled upon the ground

4. The Final Incantation / In The Dreaming City

Magic circles etched upon the floor
Hours of fasting and prayer
Time to open the forbidden door

Triangle of manifestation
Call on the Legions
Here they will be bound

The Tetragrammaton spoken
Bathed in blood spilled fresh
Black book of knowledge bound in human flesh

Hours of peering into a black mirror
Voices called forth from beyond Hells on top of Hells

Liar, treacherer you won't hide behind the cross
We were here before you or your puny deities
Liar, treacherer, murderer you won't hide behind the cross
You looked into the black mirror of your soul

Terror lies when you dream where the gods dream
Could I have descended from such vile and evil things
And is this what i aspired to evolve to
Terror lies when you dream where they dream

Unseen hand, you're knocked to sprawl
Flesh is torn out of your belly snakes crawl
Hail to thee Infernal Hosts
Necromancer, know the ecstasy of sweet Hell, eternally

They found him lying dead beside a square of Mars

5. Dreaming With The Incubus

It was back in the time of Victorian splendor
When into the nightmare of lust she fell
Like the flower in November she could not surrender
Across the dark countryside she seemed to sail

She always walked in the light she was purer than white
For no one her head would turn
The young court magician his glance cast aside
Her heart cast in flames to burn

Dreaming With
Dreaming With
Dreaming With
The Incubus

It was back in the time of Victorian splendor
When into the eternal sleep she fell
Like the Earth in December she could not surrender
And into the pitch of nighttime she sailed

Slipping into shadow slipping out of sight
Darkness provides what can't be given in light
She shivered at his touch his heart was cold
Not of the kind that flesh would hold

6. Wicker Man

Roman Soldier
You've gone too far into the forest of the Druid
A black moon looks over Hadrians Wall
Hecate frowns on you
An elfin fire kindles for you tonight
Human sacrifice

Thou art the Wicker Man
Your charred bone and blood rebirth our dying land
Thou art the Wicker Man
Thou art the chosen one

Head a-spin
Woke up from a night of drinking poisoned mead
Apparition Witch just a will-o'-wisp
Why do I hang in a wicker cage

Vision clearing as my life flashes back
Are those raised daggers for my heart

7. Unleashing Wrath

Call me call me a thief and liar
The flames lick higher and higher
Caught up in a web of your own weaving
Your undoing is coming slowly creeping

Day after day my magic drains your life away
Life away

Four crown princes
Gather around the table for the celebration feast of your wyrd
Drink of plasma
Laugh with the joy of your utter destruction

You took from me
I wished you no harm
Fool fool pulled the Devil's card

Four crown princes
Gather around the table for the celebration feast of your wyrd
Drink of plasma
You suffer Leviathan's bite

Unleashing Wrath
Call me call me a thief and liar
The flames lick higher and higher
Caught up in a web of your own weaving
Your undoing is coming slowly creeping

Day after day my magic drains your life away
Life away

Four crown princes
Gather around the table for the celebration feast of your wyrd
Drink of plasma
Laugh with the joy of your utter destruction

You took from me
I wished you no harm
Fool fool pulled the Devil's card

Four crown princes
Gather around the table for the celebration feast of your wyrd
Drink of plasma
You suffer Leviathan's bite

8. On Broken Wings Of Sorrow

Midnight on a lonely night a star it fell from the sky
It went down down into the fire and it makes me sigh
Daybreak
Daydreams of long ago and far away

Down the river Styx we glide on leathern wings of night
Where fallen stars never swept the winds before
Can we find peace of mind
In this nevermore

Midnight on a lonely night a star it fell from the sky
It went down down and it fell into the fire
And it makes me cry
How long gone and how long will we stay

Born of night we were strong
Couldn't bow before the Tyrant's throne
Fallen angels lost their way
There's tears in the prophets eye as we dream to fly
On our broken wings of sorrow

Cadaverous children rise from the grave
Steal the sulfurous scented night
As dead and living watch them go mount the sky of night
Bathing with darkness blinding moonlight
Now we're rebel angels just left out in the cold
Haunted by the memories cursing streets of gold
And how long since we've gone away
Streets of gold haunt my dreams forever more