1. Ambivalentika

(Intro)

2. Within Tempted Moon

Growing moonlight, storms I betrayed
Weeping willow, sadness, I feel
About, about in reel'n'rout
For me, the deathfires...

(Yet), near horizons bleed for me, make me be as your hist
you are the shadows, who cover the sun, wait for you, in silence...

I want to be as the wind, on his wings to bear, I soar
Yet near horizons bleed for me
Like day is gone, so does hope
As you approach thy final fate!

Be like waters, like withces oils
Burnt green and blue and black
No longer as virtue, possessed by your side

I long for you to soar, following blind
For your appearance, use to kiss my eyes...

Came obedience, so come demise
Embrace a wish of my ears
Swallow my contour, glance strains sanity, to snap it all, in silence...

Be like waters, like withces oils
Burnt green and blue and black
No longer as virtue, possessed by your side

Yet rough, then gentle-like velvet
Fleeting, then present like thou
O long for you to soar, following blind
About, about in reel'n'rout, for me, the deathfires...

I long for you to soar, following blind
Use to kiss my eyes...
About, about in reel'n'rout, for me, the deathfires dances in the night!

Till redemption for my soul to send, then dawn, it won't be!

Came obedience, so come demise
Embrace a wish of my ears
Yet rough, then gentle-like, I long for you to soar...

My breath, you receive, my victim, my light
For deepest wounds and suffering, I pray!

3. Sirrah

A blackend moment carefully risen on our brows
Just a breath remained, between your sleep and mine...

"Will I leave my flesh to thee, to be in yours?
Will I shed my blood to thee, like thou gave yours?"

As life turned away, feelin' your way
A look with more longing that light ever saw in this bright-coloured sphere
Thou art gone with him, thy hands will become the bowl, catching my tears, a spell

"I came to kiss love's lover in shame
I came to die in your embrace again
Longing, temptation, fading and sin
A piece of thread, so hopeless and thin"

The dream of reunion, as beautiful as light saw her
Like fine gently coiling rivers, her veins in palce skin...
A vanishing shade of the roses she reveived...Sirrah!

Unlike to see, (thy) unmitigated sleep
Not to be thriven in my hold
Unlike to be, till my dusk is spread on the checks, once belonged to thee!

"Will I leave my flesh to thee, to be in yours?
Will I shed my blood to thee, to be a silence...within yours"

Goddess mine... who who'd been blessed in a carnage veil
Ceased are your thoughts and with them thy will...silvering hells!
A deathmasked love, airfilling cries in bearable ways, sin turns to vice...

The dream of reunion, as beautiful as light saw her
Like fine gently coiling rivers, her veins in palce skin...
A vanishing shade of the roses she reveived...Sirrah!

Unlike to feel, (thy) unmitigated sleep
Not to be thriven in my hold
Unlike to be, till my dusk is spread on the checks, once belonged to thee!

Just a breath, the remaining word between your world and mine
Just a moment to tear you out of my hold to...

...longing, temptation and sin!

4. Awaiting Thy Pentacle Aeon

Serene aisde the crystal walls a sigh
Her weeping eyes do know that time is high
Neither moon not shriek thereafter ought to be
Aghast her moolit face, a final dying sanctity
Mother mistress, deaths tole out ability to mourn
And for our ears her last wish is forlorn
That wicked essence owned no why
So us alike the beast shall die!
Awakened from aeon sleep our restless quest
Began with scythes above out heads
Ruritanian age, drawn red for me, your emerald eyes in silent woe
Beauty child of lovei see your dead skin so dear in the show
Ravenhearted, not for long eradication sang it's song with ordeal above our heads
We (who seek mutigating wine in this dying (world) though fate is screaming, haunting here
Let idols fail, thy pentacle aeon offen near!
When the last face kisses the soil I will wander
My way once more and no more ways back there'll be
When being is illicit I will be all alone I will kiss the bewandered soil
A frozen memory falls upon the scythes one thousand pieces jewelry of ice
Let's breathe the breath of this unnatural winter
Like fragments of life catching the splinters
Let's soulwards hide these keys to our demise!
The silver past has been stranded on serenity as from
The surface of time future calls for me
Fife shades on the moon and one calls the dead
A voice once a mistress whispered, o, so sad!
Arisen from ashes her sunk last wish is free...
Serene aside the crystal walls a sigh
Her weeping eyesdo know that time is nigh
Neither moon not shriek thereafter ought to be
Aghast her moolit face, a final dying sanctity
Mother mistress, deaths tole out ability to mourn
And for our ears her last wish is forlorn
That wicked essence owned no why
So us alike the beast shall die!
Awakened from aeon sleep our restless quest
Began with scythes above out heads
Ruritanian age, drawn red for me, your emerald eyes in silent woe
Beauty child of lovei see your dead skin so dear in the show
Ravenhearted, not for long eradication sang it's song with ordeal above our heads
We (who seek mutigating wine in this dying (world) though fate is screaming, haunting here
Let idols fail, thy pentacle aeon offen near!
When the last face kisses the soil I will wander
My way once more and no more ways back there'll be
When being is illicit I will be all alone I will kiss the bewandered soil
A frozen memory falls upon the scythes one thousand pieces jewelry of ice
Let's breathe the breath of this unnatural winter
Like fragments of life catching the splinters
Let's soulwards hide these keys to our demise!
The silver past has been stranded on serenity as from
The surface of time future calls for me
Fife shades on the moon and one calls the dead
A voice once a mistress whispered, o, so sad!
Arisen from ashes her sunk last wish is free...

5. TheSe Mirrored 1s

Empty (it)...your heart...
Your soul...
Try to seek...your tears...
And their reasons...
I saw you in the depths of light...
Same red eyes...
We are alike...!
Close yourself...
Open your old...injury...

6. Dreams Unfold

Laid on thorns, till Morpheus took what's real
Laid to mourn, to look what night has to conceal

Within a mist of myself you I found
Followed the seed of weeds and roses my life have bound

Let us unfold together...

Broke the oath till truth was overwhelmed
Trapped your light to sense what fear has to conceal

Let us gather our hearts in the dark and cold
For noone passes our valley in it's stale youth
Undeaneath the twin suns we strife alone
O, let us share the pungent air and lower to our death

With my bare hands I teared your heart, sweet rose!
No more words, I ripped your tongue and raped your soul!
Foul skin's my coat, red heart my meal, my overdose!
No love nor hate, no reason nor aim, just dreams unfold!

Within a mist of myself...
In the dark and cold...
Let us unfold together...let us unfold!

7. Spiral Mystery

Heal me, mizzling modern mood has moistened me folly statue at day
Heal me, mizzling modern mood has moistened me invicible saviour at night

Wash me clean, wash me clean, wash me clean
Hold me up, pull me down, steal my dream
Eat this war, eat this raw, beat this self
A mussed up thought process defends me from its shelf

It's hard to tell that this heaven has just brightened up to loose myself
It's hard that you've just brightened up to loose grip on me
But's easy to see that a God hides behind such truth of none
But's easy to hear that I see that you loose grip on me

Wash me clean
Hold me up
Eat this war
Defend me
Wash me clean
Defend me from it's shelf

"And they say – the starry choir
And the other listening things
That Israfeli's fire
Is owing to that lyre
By which he sits and signs
The trembling living wire
Of those unusual strings"

Wash me clean, wash me clean, wash me clean
Hold me up, pull me down, steal my dream
Eat this war, eat this raw, beat this self
A mussed up thought process defends me from its shelf

8. Sphereflight

Who welters in those rivers I shedded in my cheeks?
Who feels joy in two-colour sphere?
And who but I could die in vain?
Crying, preying...
The dream of ripping circles to tear all circular apart
The yearn for Kadmon wings to flee Assiah angelwards
The state of being wishless to tear this mirrorsphere apart
The yearn for Kadmon's flow to flee on six-winged unique art
Whose hands lifted days up, far above gone purity?
Whose feet trampled hopeful past?
And who but myself could remember?
Crying, preying...
The dream of ripping circles to tear all circular apart
The yearn for Kadmon wings to flee Assiah angelwards
O, how I wanted!
How I need!
But I knew and now I know!
Through two Atziluth's voices play
Are hurting while these weepings prey
When did it leave unfoundedly?
Still one's timeless scream longing me to amrk
Telling me it's still unfelt
But I knew and now I know!
Through two Atziluth's voices play
Are hurting while these weepings prey