1. Tales Of Woe

Came howling through the night
With righteous bombast
Claimed to be chosen to chase off the darkness
Said in possession of that singular light
To be a beacon in such times of starkness

Through such times of starkness

Showed us the devil and his vicious gang
Beneath his gloomy canvas overhang
Told us the tales of woe
and tribulations we would undergo

Came barging through the dusk erected his dome
Claimed the anointed task of being our warden
To chase the horror out from every nook
And set the sacred house right back into order

But as the dawn came you could spot his fangs
The sun cloaked by his shadow overhang
And in that shadow lived
the devils it told us not to forgive

Under a worn canvas skin
within a circle of sin
There dance two terrible twins
Dressed up in different skin, set to win
control of our hearts and minds
to rule over every kind

control of our hearts and

Wide open eyes
empty mesmerized
Follow into perdition
With every step
Goes another neck
A fair price of admission

Wide open eyes
empty mesmerized
Follow into perdition
With every step
Breaks another neck
A fair price of admission

No room between
here every colour is clean
control of our hearts and minds

No room between
here every colour is clean
control of our hearts and minds

2. As The World Burns

You're my antimatter
My antithesis
My Lucifer

With every bone, I hate you
Deeply abominate you
My Lucifer

You are my antithesis
I'm Pontus, you are Jesus
My eternal foe

With every breath, despise you
Live to antagonize you

My Lucifer

My drug and benediction
Bilateral crucifixion
With my eternal foe
Cannot exist without you
In secret all devout to
to my eternal foe

For as long as the world stands,
As lovers holding hands,
Locked in a perpetual clasp
If one go both loose our grasp
In a fiendish dance as the world burns around us.

My Lucifer

My dear nemesis

For as long as the world stands,
As lovers holding hands,
Locked in a perpetual clasp
If one go both loose our grasp

We'll forever dance
As the world

Burns around us

3. Strangers

By hammer, by chisel
By brute force, by missile
You cannot break through this wall
Hammers keep pounding
barrages resounding
But nothing can bring it to fall

Dim and ghostly in parts
turns to solid and stark
How it glitters like gold
kept by the fold
as it passes through temple and palace

It becomes us from birth
as we learn all its words
Shadow keepers abound
one and all bound
to keep painting stranger faces
while learning the way home

By hammer, by chisel
By brute force, by missile
You cannot break through this wall
Hammers keep pounding
barrages resounding
But nothing can bring it to fall
Can bring down the wall

Tell, are there bridges over tunnels past?
And will it ever crumble, fall apart
Or will its notion remain?
In every mind a barrier made from words
the very substance to destroy the world
or mill the future in sand

The distance short
but the way all too far
Looking over might change who you are

In every mind a barrier made from words
the very substance to destroy the world
Tell us who we are now

The distance short
but the way all too far
Looking over might change who you are

Tell, are there bridges over tunnels past?
And will it ever crumble, fall apart

Tell us [ah, aah]

By hammer, by chisel
By brute force, by missile
You cannot break through this wall
Hammers keep pounding
barrages resounding
But nothing can bring it to fall
Can bring down the wall

4. The Beacon

Oh brother tell me please have we gone wrong
did our trails split
and have they been for long?
My back it hurts like hell
not really feeling well
Like under some strange spell I am
Not really sure if I can trust my sense of sight nor smell

Ahead a distant gleam
A golden sparkling stream

Oh brother tell me please is this the right way
Or is my spirit dreadfully astray
Your voice turning faint
Your words becoming quaint
As the shadows grow tall
Enveloping your call

Ahead a distant gleam
A golden sparkling stream
beckon sore feet,

like moths we follow

A golden sparkling stream
beckon sore feet,
like moths we follow

A guiding light through the night
beckon sore feet,
like moths we follow

Into an all engulfing omnivorous fire
circled by shades all eager to be set alight
chanting in frantic pulse tarnished souls aspire
to make their way into the light
their transcendent right

Shadows growing longer
the air becoming thick
Miasma growing stronger

They are torching books
It smells like flesh
But they have words
to make it stink less
All worn and tossed out like a cheap dress
All worn and tucked into the

Like moths we follow...

A golden sparkling stream
beckon sore feet,
like moths we follow

A guiding light through the night
beckon sore feet,
like moths we follow

I'd sell you all if I could
but you're worth... nothing.

5. Something Vile

All of us knew we're fighting for an idea
towards something grand
Something glorious
Righteous for all of us
A grand future for all man

Most knew we're fighting against an idea
Against something vile
Something nefarious
Vicious, malicious deplorable hell for man

Few of us knew "vicious" had a
had a mouth, had a tongue to tell you what it felt is wrong
Very few of us knew of its heart
had a heart, its own eyes, something to recognize us
Even less knew that it might have young
if it had a sister, mother, father or a waiting lover

All knew it had to be destroyed

Few of us knew "vicious" had a
had a mouth, had a tongue to tell you what it felt is wrong
Very few of us knew of its heart
had a heart, its own eyes, something to recognize us
Even less knew that it might have young
if it had a sister, mother, father or a waiting lover

None knew it seemed just like me and you
None knew

6. My Body, My Blood

A word of praise, of love
A thousand curses from above
A high-pitched-yell to push and shove
A smile to let you off
This is my blood
My body washed off by the flood

Two feet to march or flee
Two eyes to close or see
Two hands to grasp or leave you be
to choke or set you free
This is my blood
My body washed off by the flood

My body and my blood
A carcass washed off by the flood
A word of praise, a word of love
A thousand curses from above
My body and my blood

Two feet to march or flee
Two eyes to close or used to see

My body and my blood

7. Gentle Touch Of A Killer

Bound for land shrouded by haze
A distant calling draws the blind deep into the maze
Thousand, upon thousand of forms
Some prance, some dance (along in) ignorant bliss
Some crawling like worms

They have eyes but they do not see
They know the sounds but do not grasp
the words that I speak

This is my body it is my blood
A carcass washed off by the flood

I, a myriad faces and frames
Whatever you might whisper it is not my true name

This is my body it is my blood
A carcass washed off by the flood

If I tore out my tongue would you remember my voice?
If I broke every bone would you recognize the noise?
Should I tear out my eyes, would you sense my gaze?
If I tore off my cheekswould you recognize my face?

If I...
If I pulled every tooth would you see me through the grin
To find...
Digging past the flesh to find what's hidden within
If our...
If our colours changed
would you (then) count me as a friend?
Or would... you leave...
Or would you leave me to an untimely end

Bound...
Bound for land shrouded by haze

To some an army
To some a flock
To some the devil has come to knock

Bound...
Bound for land shrouded by haze

8. Screaming Reflections

A sound pierces the darkness that covers the hall
Bounces between mirrors covering each of its walls
and the thunder roars

Heads come to gather here in bundles
to grow within its womb
as if spellbound is staring at their second skin
reflected in the gloom
For every echo of the word its meaning rings more true
and yet new voices join the choir, to sing what we knew
the chamber grows a constant buzz, a dense and compact truth
Rebounding every different thought from armour smooth

Here, in the echo chamber, there are only members
Here, in the echo chamber, all motion (goes) in favour

With each dawn comes the threat of nightfall
hiding out in plain sight
Here the omens they are plentiful
see them outlined in black and in white

A dangerous place
A dangerous face
A dangerous race
A dangerous space

And the thunder roared

For every echo of the word its meaning rings more true
and yet new voices join the choir, to sing what we knew
the chamber grows a constant buzz, a dense and compact truth
Rebounding every different thought from armour smooth

Here, in the echo chamber, there are only members
Here, in the echo chamber, all motion (goes) in favour

A dangerous place
A dangerous face
A dangerous race
A dangerous space

And the thunder roared

9. Midnight Draws Near

Woke up with this nagging sense
That something was wrong
Something quite immense
Anguished I lay staring for some time
With a lingering fear in mind

All hope ends here

After what felt like hours of angst
Like within a cold grip, sweaty sheets turned dank
Compelled I got up to locate its source
To uncover this threatening force
With clammy hands, I put on my shirt
As a gnarly voice, beckoned me
Urgent but carefully I drew towards the call
Slowly I could discern it

All hope ends here
Your world and all you hold dear

There is a wrong stroke on that picture
There is a crack upon the wall
It's all bound to soon unravel
The whole house about to fall
Death upon the threshold
Gently calling through the hall
Our names they are all listed
This is final curtain call

All hope ends here
Midnight draws near

The minute hand circles the clock
A hangman's axe propelled towards the block

Listening intently all soon made sense
The words gave new meaning
As my vision changed
Of course, the world doomed under this joke of fiends
And their tangled myriad schemes
So, with eager hands, I put on my shirt
As the gnarly voice beckoned me
to reach out for the hand and turn the clock
fulfill that secret yearning.

Tick tock

All hope ends here
Midnight draws near

The minute hand circles the clock
A hangman's axe propelled towards the block

All hope ends here
Midnight draws near

There is a wrong stroke on that picture
There is a crack upon the wall
It's all bound to soon unravel
The whole house about to fall