1. Confession Saves Blood

A pain like buzz saw, crawling through my neck
My brain like lightning, flashing to be back
Sparks are coming out at every side
A frozen dead one, owner of the night

Here between, the silent line, I'm wounded to the core
Seeding crime, possessing time, to reach the final score

Medieval Torture, accusers from beyond
The Age of Faith's over, is it still in front?
Dark night shadows falling, right down from the sky
Methods for a bloodshed, I dread until I'll die...
Confession saves blood!

My oppressed body, hanging by the wrists
My maltreat face, adapted by their fists
Not even ready, my bones are still all right
My lips will talk now, I've lost the fight

Here between, the silent line, I'm wounded to the core
Seeding crime, possessing time, to reach the final score

Medieval Torture, accusers from beyond
The Age of Faith's over, is it still in front?
Dark night shadows falling, right down from the sky
Methods for a bloodshed, I dread until I'll die...
Confession saves blood!

A pain like buzz saw, crawling through my neck
My brain like lightning, flashing to be back
Sparks are coming out at every side
A frozen dead one, owner of the night

Here between, the silent line, I'm wounded to the core
Seeding crime, possessing time, to reach the final score

Medieval Torture, accusers from beyond
The Age of Faith's over, is it still in front?
Dark night shadows falling, right down from the sky
Methods for a bloodshed, I dread until I'll die...

2. Burn Them All

Wheels around me, awaken from the phone
A voice, deathly, hurts me to the bone
A force of darkness, led by demons hands,
The head, the chief, end of dreamlands

I want to listen to some sirens in the night
I'm going to prepare me, soul becomes a light
Trashing members of my past – reflecting shadows of the last
In the night, needle bight

Right, in front, the bastards coming down
Number, plate, the pest is my town
Stiff, fat, an ignorant stupid mob
Smug, people, the slit swims on top

I want to listen to some sirens in the night
I'm going to prepare me, soul becomes a light
Trashing members of my past – reflecting shadows of the last
In the night, needle bight

Wheels around me, awaken from the phone
A voice, deathly, hurts me to the bone
A force of darkness, led by demons hands,
The head, the chief, end of dreamlands

I want to listen to some sirens in the night
I'm going to prepare me, soul becomes a light
Trashing members of my past – reflecting shadows of the last
In the night, needle bight

3. Call The Banners

Many light years far from here, the sound of wolves is getting closer to my ear
A place of witchcraft of rising fear, the screams of whisper: they are coming nearer

One by one, they have an oath to swear
Titan force, the king is near

Call the banners, and you'll stand by my side
Call the banners, so we'll defend your pride

An epic story of war and peace, we want the bastards on their bloody knees
Soldiers of fortune, the swords to feel, we give command now their skins to peel!

One by one, they have an oath to swear
Titan force, the king is near

Call the banners, and you'll stand by my side
Call the banners, so we'll defend your pride
Call the banners, together we'll ride
Call the banners, united we'll fight

One by one, they have an oath to swear
Titan force, the king is near

Call the banners, and you'll stand by my side
Call the banners, so we'll defend your pride
Call the banners, together we'll ride
Call the banners, united we'll fight

4. Black Desert Demon

I can listen, listen to cries
Listen to: everyone lies!
You'll believe, believe in sweet glistening
When the moon's rising tonight

Never walking alone
Desert Demon alive, Desert Demon arrive

He prays loud: „absolve me from sins"
I beg you: salvation to him!
Tell me, the croak of the starling
I have to start the wrathful fight

Never walking alone
Desert Demon alive, Desert Demon arrive

I can listen, listen to cries
Listen to: everyone lies!
You'll believe, believe in sweet glistening
When the moon's rising tonight

Never walking alone, never walking alone
Desert Demon alive, Desert Demon arrive

5. Bounded Surface

I am looking for a headstone which is nicely for disguise
It seems like broken back bone while carrying tonight
My nicely little grave, I can see before my eyes
It seems a lovely place, to rest endless times

We can't deny it, oh no, we can't deny it
Down to the graveyard...!

Like an endless resurrection even I will go insane
A lifelong replication is getting through my brain
I feel hypnotized, the very last in line
Shadows lapse back, back into crime

We can't deny it, oh no, we can't deny it
Down to the graveyard...!

I'm looking for a headstone which is nicely for disguise
It seems like a broken back bone while carrying tonight
My nicely little grave, I can see before my eyes
It seems a lovely place, to rest endless times

We can't deny it, oh no, we can't deny it
We can't deny it, oh no, we can't deny it
Down to the graveyard...!

6. Death On Demand

Western Front in World War I., 7th circle of hell
New form of warfare, innocence to sell
Trench lines, futility, suppressing fire
Protected from assault by barbed wire

Infiltrated, a trench is captured – sudden death
Soon surrounded by hostile breath

War – "...with compliments"
Great losses are, opposing trench, a matter of course

Dugouts, a shelter, no place to run
Field works: „dig in!", safety to come
Defect stanchion, the plan failed
Destroyed asylum, being buried alive

Infiltrated, a trench is captured – sudden death
Soon surrounded by hostile breath

War „....with compliments"
Great losses are, opposing trench, a matter of course
War – a punishment
Exposed to artillery fire: a matter of course

Western Front in World War 1., 7th circle of hell
New form of warfare, innocence to sell
Trench lines, futility, suppressing lire
Protected from assault by barbed wire

Infiltrated, a trench is captured – sudden death
Soon surrounded by hostile breath

War with compliments"
Great losses are, opposing trench, a matter of course
War a punishment
Exposed to artillery fire: a matter of course

7. Self-Denial

He who swears on a mighty flag, has nothing left that belongs to him
Devastation of the inner self, solitude beneath the skin

Sacrifice all of your needs, ignoring lust and desires
Purgation in words and deeds, instinct degraded to lies

Be better than you, appear to be, once you've seen it, whatever's in sight
Be harder against, yourself even more, bring me the truth straight to the light

Mortification for a higher goal, he doesn't know his metes and bounds
Conversation to clean the soul, he is spending time to lick his wounds

Sacrifice all of your needs, ignoring lust and desires
Purgation in words and deeds, instinct degraded to lies

Be better than you, appear to be, once you've seen it, whatever's in sight
Be harder against, yourself even more, bring me the truth straight to the light

He who swears on a mighty flag, has nothing left that belongs to him
Devastation of the inner self, solitude beneath the skin

Sacrifice all of your needs, ignoring lust and desires
Purgation in words and deeds, instinct degraded to lies

Be better than you, appear to be, once you've seen it, whatever's in sight
Be harder against, yourself even more, bring me the truth straight to the light
Be better than you whatever's in sight....
Be harder against – straight to the light

8. Servant Of State

My father killed my only friend, had shot him while I had to watch
The darkest hour of my life, my heart was hurt, his soul untouched

I am the regent of my own, not a jester on the throne
Rule and serve, servant of state, servant of state, servant of state...

He didn't care what he had done, nothing more but an end
I survived and made me strong, so I have to – repent!

I am the regent of my own, not a jester on the throne
Rule and serve, servant of state, servant of state, servant of state...

I am the regent of my own, not a jester on the throne
Rule and serve, servant of state

I am the regent of my own, not a jester on the throne
Rule and serve, servant of state

9. The Pale Messengers

We take it for granted, ignore the old breed
Some tales of „The Others", warn that we'll bleed

Dusk, the sun is low, crusade of pain,
Their moaning sound – with might and main
Dark, we fear at last, dawn of twilight,
The reborn nights – their raid begins

Down, on the knees, to the ground,
When the pale men...
Shadows fall, the long night: when the dead men rise!

They will come from the north, a gray mass of feet
Bloodlust their reason, murder is their greed
Like a silent stampede, an angry, morbid crowd
The invincible army, their advance gives no sound

Dusk, the sun is low, crusade of pain,
Their moaning sound – with might and main
Dark, we fear at last, dawn of twilight,
The reborn nights – their raid begins

Down, on the knees, to the ground,
When the pale men rise
Shadows fall, the long night: when the dead men rise!

We take it for granted, ignore the old breed
Some tales of „The Others", warn that we'll bleed

Dusk, the sun is low, crusade of pain,
Their moaning sound – with might and main
Dark, we fear at last, dawn of twilight,
The reborn nights – their raid begins

Down, on the knees, to t he ground,
When the pale men rise
Shadows fall, the long night: when the dead men....
.... on the knees, to the ground,
When the pale men...
Shadows fall, the long night: when the dead men, dead men, dead men arise!

10. Second Peace Of Thorn

The background to the battles was the downfall of a descent
Forces were recovered at the Baltic Sea
Although there continued: „rebellions and resistance"
Order of the eagle and their coat of arms

They want to know their Allies
They want to know their lies

The second peace is coming after me
The war of priests: their fall is deep

Out of constitution the orders getting clearer
Armies were scattered – they were miles away
Agreed upon surrender while the moon signaled nightfall
The flag of truce – it was sad but true

They want to know their Allies
They want to know their lies

The second peace is coming after me
The war of priests: their fall is deep

The background to the battles was the downfall of a descent
Forces were recovered at the Baltic Sea

They want to know their Allies
They want to know their lies

They want to know their Allies
They want to know their lies

The second peace is coming after me
The war of priests: their fall is deep

The second peace is coming after me
The war of priests: their fall is deep