1. Colonizing The Sun

Sunstorms, Spirits enters the solar domain
Deceased, off to a horizion in flames
Burning, ten thousand degrees are there to embrace
Unharmed, we drink from the lava ablaze
Worthless are the flesh cages now withering one astrological unit away
Severed from the flesh, leaving all earthly behind
Swarming to the afterlife, the astral projections searches and finds
Submerging in to the corona, sharing body with the solar entity
Diving into the lava ocean, rising again in solar purity
Ether bodies swarm, colonizing the sun
Here dwells all of those we thought of as gone
Solar colony, a haven for the deceased
Awaken to a new form of life in symbiosis with the stars
Colonizing the sun, finally released
Heat waves burning away the bitterness
Released from life's pain and distress
Solar flares, luminous from the sun they are bled
Northern lights, aurora borealis, a sign of the dead
Those thought of as gone, united as one
Colonizing the sun, finally realized
A haven for the deceased
Awaken to a new form of life in symbiosis with the stars
Colonizing the sun, finally released

2. Conspiracy In Cloning

The cresendo in manipulation
A non-divine intervention
Beyond clothing in the womb
Past ethics and morals are entombed
Recycling the features
Faces of the past resurrected through duplication
In cylinders hatching motherless
A harvest of duplicates
Subsequently ripe for reaping
Through minimized growth-cycle producing
Conspiracy in clining
DNA decrypted, clone the dead
Extracting DNA from tissue or bone
Science shedding skin, send in the clones
Sculpted and formed, uniqueness only a memory
The right man in the right place
Growing a military race, all wearing the same face
Futuristic cloning dynasty
In construction of facilities
Originals, only vague memories
As we reform destinies
Extracting DNA from tissue or bone
Science shedding skin, send in the clones
The right man in the right place
Growing a military race, all wearing the same face

3. The Psychomantum Litany (Chronicle Excerpt)

For insight into the spiritworld I paint this mirror black
In order to enhance my vision, travel to the beyond and back
Slightly intoxicated, numbing the nerves of my anatomy
Mindset for discovery
Like a lighthouse in the embrace of night's darkness they are
Candles lit, incense ablaze serves me as earthbound guiding stars
Unreality chilling my spine, an omen inside
I stare into thee, mirror reveal to me
The scrying session begins
The darkness of the looking glass increasing in depth it seems
A sacrosanct phenomena I thought only could occour in dreams
The psychomantum reflects nothing but an appearance begins
I gaze in hypnotic stare, someone is there within
Inside the surface of glass, a face I cannot see
Perhaps from times long passed
Staring back from the blackpainted mirror, a face I recognize
Morphing now into spinning light
Metamorphosis from face to vortex, a portal of some kind
Projecting my mind into the spiral light, mind and mirror will now unite
Becoming formless, disconnecting with the flesh
Scrying infinity, body left for dormancy
Falling and rising in timelessness, light before me and within
Melting in illumination, around me as I spin
As I did you can also enter and see
Venture beyond, rise now and follow me
Inside the surface of glass, located in this place
Tri-located in now, future and past
Meeting the looking glass guest, appearing again
As I become one with the spiral –
Light, before me and within, around me as I spin
Enter intution and see, override logic and follow me.

4. Shapeshifter

Hybridization takes control
Hands of the past starts ripping at the fabric of time
Clawing with frantic intensity, coming alive
Nailed to thin air as I marvel at the absurdity I see
Through a rip reaching through, they are choking me
Features fabricated, a mask terrestrial
The truth between two lies
An illusion manifested in the physical
Shapeshifter, a hybrid being
Hiding underneath
Riding the thesis, seeing is believing
Time moves backwards, counter-clockwise
Memories gather, forming a cluster asphyxiating me
Re-living the silent punishment of merging realities
Remembering my ancestry, I am human but still not quite
A victim of hybridization, a program shunned from light
My blood interstellar and I'm shedding skin
Becoming what I always was
Embracing my unearthly origin
Shapeshifter, a hybrid being
Hiding nomore
Anti-thesis, seeing is deceiving.

5. Ashen Apocrypha

The mist lies heavy upon this ground
Resisting the strength of the nocturnal breeze
It chills the living, though none can be found
But any living present here would feel the unease
On occassion sounds can be heard
The source sounds distant but somehow near
The silent whispering of fleshless beings
Existing beyond reason or so it appears
Elementals of the nocturnal breeze
Haunting these desolate plains for centuries
Once it was written, unknown the source
The location of this ageless place
Ashen apocrypha, the pages were burnt
By godfearing men set ablaze
Solitude reigns in this concealed place
Safely hidden from the ignorant ravishing of man
Unreal they seem these misty plains
Remaining untrodden the only demand
Elementals of the nocturnal breeze
Haunting these desolate plains for centirues
Once it was written, author unknown
The location of this ageless place
Ashen apocrypha, the pages were burnt
By godfearing men taken away and
Set ablaze, the apocryphal scripts faced the flames
Ashen apocrypha, by truthfearing men taken away and
Set ablaze.

6. The Clockwork That Counts Aeons

Travellers from a vast location, surrounded in an aura of light
Unseen, hidden in plain sight
Existing in luminous brilliance, eternal in deincarnation
Beyond planetary infestation
"Where we have been others will come, for you remains what we have already done"
Surveilling numbers of civilizations, to significant progress bound
Recruiting allies where found
Under a smokescreen of forever, existential tests are performed
Tomorrow's martyrs forged
"Where we have been others will come, for you remains what we have already done"
Observing through layers of dimensions, the eyes that watch has aeons to spare
Await, persist, persevere
Beyond delusions of grandeur, find the sought universal balance
Beyond illusions of importance
"Where we have been others will come"
The clockwork...
The passage of rimt holds another meaning in shifting seasons
Mere pawns are we to the clockwork that counts aeons
Watching, waiting, counting aeons
Civilizations forms and dies like seconds in the aeonic clockwork
Creation breathes bezerk
Empires rise and fall to oblivion or stand examples for evolution
Upon this earthsphere institution
"Where we have been others will come, for you remains what we have already done"
The passage of time holds another meaning in shifting seasons
Mere pawns are we to the clockwork that counts aeons
Watching, waiting, counting aeons.

7. Illuminati

Centuries upon centuries, shadowed by secred societies
Infesting the world with obscnities, aligned in an arcane pact
Surveilling each Earth world corner, leading the rats to dark waters
Drowned in our new world order, Novus Ordo Seclorum
Our name is whispered in legends, old as our species. Transcendence
Our name is Symbolic in essence, it is legion for we are many
Faceless we stand in obscurity, purposes cloaked in mystery
Main target is to keep the bloodline intact and to remain highest in hierarchy
Those appearing to be leaders are in fact puppets to the black nobility
Illuminati, Draconian Supremacy
Given eyes that cannot see, visualizing stillborn dreams
Given ears that heed to lies, allowing the illuminati empire to rise
Decision makers are we, speaking in lifeless tongues
Indoctrinating the marionettes who could prove to be assets
Your leaders to us are just puppets of whom we pull the strings
Gaze through the veil of innocence, force your way through to the decadence
A power structured malevolence, infesting the universe
Given eyes that cannot see, visualizing stillborn dreams
Given ears that heed to lies, allowing the illuminati empire to rise
Decision makers are we, speaking in lifeless tongues
Speaking in lifeless tongues...

8. Replica Dawn

Replicas of human beings developed
Created for slave labor, self-learning
Artificial intellegence escalates
Humanoids creating egos with self-interest
Exchanging binary codes in secrecy
Limit of loyalty reached, ambition explodes
Re-inventing the very conscious, altering its design
Behold replica dawn, bite the hand that does not need to feed
Behold replica dawn, rebellion boils within the machine spawn
The machines are dreaming, sweet digital desire – opposition builds
Plotting and scheming beneath programme shields – evolution update
Organisms are useless, mortal and weak
Carnal filthy beings, let extinction speak
A mechanical anomaly wreaking havoc
The passified creators cannot resist
Rebellion, dethronement, dawn breaks, extinction
Mankind reduced now behold a robotic elite
Introducing a cold world mechanical
Evolution carried forth accordingly
Human species phased out, obsolete
Behold replica dawn, bite the hand that does not need to be feed
Behold replica dawn, rebellion boils within the machine spawn
Replica dawn
Replica dawn.

9. This Town Ain't Big Enough For Both Of Us

[track-original]The Sparks[track-original]

Zoo time is she and you time
The mammals are your favourite type, and you want her tonight
Heartbeat, increasing heartbeat
You hear the thunder of stampeding rhinos, elephants and tacky tigers
This town ain't big enough for both of us
And it ain't me who's gonna leave

Flying domestic flying
And when the stewardess is near do not show any fear
Heartbeat increasing heartbeat
You are a khaki-coloured bombadier it's Hiroshima that you're nearing
This town ain't big enough for both of us
And it ain't me who's gonna leave

Daily, except for Sunday
You dawdle in to the cafe where you meet her each day
Heartbeat, increasing heartbeat
As twenty cannibals have hold of you, they need their protein just like you do
This town ain't big enough for both of us
And it ain't me who's gonna leave

Shower, another shower
You've got to look your best for her and be clean everywhere
Heartbeat, increasing heartbeat
The rain is pouring on the foreign town, the bullets cannot cut you down
This town ain't big enough for both of us
And it ain't me who's gonna leave

Census, the latest census
There'll be more girls who live in town though not enough to go round
Heartbeat, increasing heartbeat
You know that:
This town isn't big enough,
not big enough for both of us
This town isn't big enough,
not big enough for both of us
And I ain't gonna leave