1. Ahead! (Prologue)

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2. Vast

A gathering nearby the deathless balk,
(beneath) sable vultures, that circle round the dead
Forthcoming loss preludes the end of entity,
these former nameless, the seed of primal bare calamity

Filthy silence awaits
an ancient revelation
Stormclouds gather forever,
evoked storms collect

I still remember the words they said,
I can still hear sardonic laughs
Now I'm expelled – the outcast one
(Walk) through sylvan graveyards, where light touches none

Am I to be the last
traversing baleful wilderness?
Amidst these woods so vast,
obeying my own restlessness

I'm following the trail of synthesis,
nothing else remains to be done
I'm longing for a path right out of this
I feel exhausted, my endmost chance has gone?

For what reason
do I pass this burial lair?
Is there even a season?
Yet the treetops pant for air!
For what reason...

What if these fiendish roots trail to my grave?
Lightheaded and fevered, am I the only one (who is) able to save me?
What if these fiendish roots trail to my grave?
Lifeless, insensible, life turns out to enslave me
Am I the only one (who is) able to save me?
Lifeless, insensible, life turns out to enslave me

Underneath, I feel their rise – my fall
A fading bliss, their evident voracity,
the coffin bearers raise to coffin me
Down below, I feel their rise – my fall
to end this show, their evident voracity,
the coffin bearers raise to coffin me

For what reason
do I pass this burial lair?
Is there even a season?
What if these fiendish roots trail to my grave?
Lightheaded and fevered, am I the only one (who is) able to save me?

Horizons vanish forever,
evoked storms collect

I still remember the words they said,
I can still hear sardonic laughs
I'm the expelled – the outcast one
(Walk) through sylvan graveyards, where light touches none

Am I to be the last
traversing baleful wilderness?
Amidst these woods so vast,
obeying my own-restlessness
Obeying my own-restlessness
... traversing baleful wilderness? Restlessness!
... traversing baleful wilderness? Restlessness!

3. Run Ashored In The Yesteryears

Pitch black tides of fury
lash against my eclipsed soul
Silence dashed to pieces,
evanescent tears I bleed
Erasing all life,
immersed in this burning black
From darkest waters I soar,
waiting to be revived

Force me down-I rise above,
carried by frigorific winds
I fly towards the luminary,
embraced by the breaking dawn

Floating endlessly through measured time
A deep burning thirst I feel inside
Finally here...
... run ashored in the yesteryears

Shifting colours of flickering shades,
masquerader of oblivion
melting into muted dreams
Withered fingers tear apart memories piece by piece
A blind fury dissolving in euphoria

Seraphic light illuminates the darkest hour,
displacing the sombre infinity
Mesmerized-I soak up the sun,
and I grab hold of life

Floating endlessly through measured time
A deep burning thirst I feel inside
Finally here...
... run ashored in the yesteryears

Go! Sustain the pain-the sculpture of obsession
Cold water surface trembling of heat,
a struggling unity with a withering core
Desolate thoughts crumbling to dust
till there is nothing but (bare) existence
Mind unfurls
Shifting colours of flickering shades,
masquerader of oblivion
melting into muted dreams
Withered fingers tear apart memories piece by piece

Pitch black tides of fury
lash against my eclipsed soul
Silence dashed to pieces,
evanescent tears I bleed
Erasing all life,
immersed in this burning black
From darkest waters I soar,
waiting to be revived

Floating endlessly through measured time
A deep burning thirst I feel inside
Finally here...
... run ashored in the yesteryears

4. Destination: Outcast

This is my unanswered call of consciousness
Drifting across shallow dreams
No time to wake up! No time to wake up!
In this rush of insignificance,
Hasty attempts to make contact,
Leaving only traces of scorn

No way out! No compromise!
Destination: outcast
Danger crawls in shattered glass,
Starting to embrace the algid fluid
(To) absorb the cold center of time
The final frame, the final frame
Go! Catch my hands-and run
Through my fingers!

Weeping tears of cold ash
Bursting feverishly at (the) horizon
Statues of grief standing on the sidelines
The fathomless abyss stares into me
Faded coloured memories, oh faded coloured memories
Replace my pure existence
With sonic speed, with sonic speed,
Coenaesthesia into the nowhere
I still remember... fragmentary...
I still remember... disintegrating...
I still remember... an overcast sky

Starting to embrace the algid fluid
(To) absorb the cold center of time
The final frame, the final frame
Go! Catch my hands-and run
Through my fingers!

Weeping tears of cold ash
Bursting feverishly at the horizon
Statues of grief standing on the sidelines
The fathomless abyss stares into me
Faded coloured memories, oh faded coloured memories
Replace my pure existence
With sonic speed, with sonic speed,
Coenaesthesia into the nowhere...

Blurred colours moan faintly in silence,
Drawn from places, which once were shelter
Trying to catch a small part of what was lost forever
... lost forever

5. Deadlight

Far away at the horizon
There glows a shimmering light
Bloodred with a deadly touch-straight out of hell
It seems (that) it awakes all the evil
Inside humans' minds

This is the rise of the unholy,
The awakening of desire-nevermind
No one can stop this hellish fire,
Inflamed by the intensity of the crimson twilight

Mother misery is always on our side,
On our journey to find the crimson twilight
The day when all hope has died,
Is out of reach and out of sight

I can feel the heat comin' around,
The bloodred sky glows like thunder
(This is) the beginning of a new empire
Like darkness my soul turns to black

Mother misery is always on our side,
On our journey to find the crimson twilight
The day when all hope has died,
Is out of reach and out of sight

Far away at the horizon
There glows a shimmering light
Bloodred with a deadly touch-straight out of hell
It seems (that) it awakes all the evil
Inside humans' minds

This is the rise of the unholy,
The awakening of desire-nevermind
No one can stop this hellish fire,
Inflamed by the intensity of the crimson twilight

6. A Raintime Illustration

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7. A Voice Says: "Destroy!"

As I ride through black dimensions
With my saviours side by side,
To defend our fortress so dark and proud
Trapped in a corner, the breath of death in my neck,
I try to hide for my last attack

I do not want to die!
All my life's a lie!
This is what I have to say,
Killing is the game I play!

Thousands of thougths are running through my head
What to do? All hope is dead, but nothing is lost
I'll have to pay the price or I am lost

You do not need to think that I will give up
This is your blood that I spill!
A voice says: "Destroy!"
You do not need to think that I will give up
This is your blood that I spill!
My voice says: "Destroy!"
"Destroy!"

Weakness is a sign of suffering
I call out your secret names
I take charge of your morbid souls
For I am lost in endless misery

I do not want to die!
All my life's a lie!
This is what I have to say,
Killing is the game I play!

Thousands of thougths are running through my head
What to do? All hope is dead, but nothing is lost
I'll have to pay the price or I am lost

You do not need to think that I will give up
This is your blood that I spill!
A voice says: "Destroy!"
You do not need to think that I will give up
This is your blood that I spill!
My voice says: "Destroy!"
"Destroy!"

8. The Exiled Choir

Silhouettes drowning in a monosonic sound
Moldered echoes of fallen grace
Abysmal quietness,
Weightless-the noise sphere

The outcry of silence echoing forever in my head!
Alone in desperate salvation-haunting the solace
Floating through infinite wasteland
Deep within my inner maze
Emerald shadows shining in blackness,
Secrets hidden from the light

A pale fire in a sandglass
Beseeching the scent of time
Resounding from within,
Tomorrow-a mere memory

Constructed memories in linear space,
Revealed and vanished,
Never to be found again
Smouldering presentiments,
Already gone before they manifest
Careful pondering leading nowhere

Incarnate monosonic sound!

Obscure echoes resound-resurrect the exiled choir
Obscure echoes resound-unleash a shaded desire
Obscure echoes resound-resurrect the exiled choir
Slumberless drifting through endless nights
Numberless pasts whirling deep inside
Fading memories-only a trace of being
Dead dreams trickle down with sand

A pale fire in a sandglass
Beseeching the scent of time
Resounding from within,
Tomorrow-a mere memory

Silhouettes drowning in a monosonic sound
Moldered echoes of fallen grace
Abysmal quietness,
Weightless-the noise sphere

The outcry of silence echoing forever in my head!

A pale fire in a sandglass
Beseeching the scent of time
Resounding from within,
Tomorrow-a mere memory

9. Below All That Is Mortal

Welcome, dear client of common bliss,
My most charming guest-alias of all that is
Graceful subject, portraying light's infinity,
Yet you simper, an image of false clarity

Obey my call!
Step inside, inside...

Sense this ghastly undertow!

Curse you creatures of sanity!
Your mournful elegy, (is just) a bitter supplication
Curse you beings bound to gravity!
Collapsing entity-an eerie constellation

May I invite you?
Join in our spiteful s?ance
Unfold-you spirit,
Challenge all mortality!

A thousand hearts beat this interval bizarre
Now arise, respond to our call!
Descending to where history lies afar,
Now arise, creation of a cursed man's fall!

Creation of a cursed man's fall

I am the challenger of immortality
I am the advocate of sombre virtuosity
I face the avenger, his foreseen tragedy
I merely devastate all man's history!

I face the avenger, the one bound to mortality
I merely devastate all man's history!

Curse you creatures of sanity-curse you!

Curse you creatures of sanity!
Your mournful elegy, (is just) a bitter supplication
Curse you beings bound to gravity!
Collapsing entity-an eerie constellation

May I invite you?
Join in our spiteful s?ance
Unfold-you spirit,
Challenge all mortality!

Obey my call!
Step inside, inside...

I taste the dust of aeons, of a million years
I am the menace feasting on your growing fears

I taste the dust of aeons, of a million years
I am the menace feasting on your growing fears

10. It's Me, The Grotesque

Still I can hear the calling
It makes me afraid, what will be?
My fear has gone several ways,
I'm sure I have not failed

I see the world with different eyes
Will I see (the) light of day again?
All this pain now is mine,
(this) is the awakening of a second life

I tried to touch what I had seen
When I travelled in my world of dreams
I was never asked to be
The horror begins far beyond belief

When my mind falls asleep,
In my dreams there's darkness so deep
When I thought that's the end,
My life returned with time to spend

The only thought in my mind
Is to leave my sorrows left behind
There's nothing to see but so much to feel
My soul was laid to rest
It's me, the grotesque!

My demise waits for me
I got isolated from my inner self
Words can build walls of silence
I'm living with eyes so blind

Still I can hear the calling
It makes me afraid, what will be?
My fear has gone several ways,
I'm sure I have not failed

I see the world with different eyes
Will I see (the) light of day again?
All this pain now is mine,
(this) is the awakening of a second life

It's me, the grotesque!

11. Diabolical Monologue

The gates of hell are open wide,
The smell of death comes from behind
The path we ride is filled with hate,
Believe me son, it's not too late!

Welcome to my nightmare,
(I am) forever lost in bitter sweet tragedy,
I drown in words of sorrow
A cold touch of misery comes over me
(There's surely no tomorrow)

The scenery is covered with black blood
Out of (the) deepest lungs of hell
I can see the angels falling
This place is filled with rancid smell

Diabolical monologue

Nothingness is an undescribeable feeling,
Without emotions, like black water with endless depth
But when the dawn arises,
A new era has begun

Bodies taken from the grave,
Buried beneath holy crosses
Bodies covered with stabwounds,
Embalmed, stiff and cold flesh

The gates of hell are open wide,
The smell of death comes from behind
The path we ride is filled with hate,
Believe me son, it's not too late!

Welcome to my nightmare,
(I am) forever lost in bitter sweet tragedy,
I drown in words of sorrow
A cold touch of misery comes over me
(There's surely no tomorrow)

The scenery is covered with black blood
Out of (the) deepest lungs of hell
I can see the angels falling
This place is filled with rancid smell

Diabolical monologue

Nothingness is an undescribeable feeling,
Without emotions, like black water with endless depth
But when the dawn arises,
A new era has begun

12. One Last Border Yet To Cross (Epilogue)

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