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10. | Mine Is the Grandeur... |
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We are the outstretched fingers
That seize and hold the wind...
The strangeness of awakening
In an oh so silent world
Breathlessly waiting
For the first proud beams of light
As the hours grow longer
And the shadows never fall
My sky has forsaken me
My desperation grows
Bring me the light
In the darkness that never ends
The dawn will never come
Punish my heaven
We have arrived
At the outermost crossroads
The charge of cosmos
At our atmospheric skies
LyricsWill cause our fall
If I had wings, would I be forgiving?
If I had horns
Would there be flames to shy my smile?
Hymns of loss are heard
From the masses in the streets
Praising the last of days
I punish
Bring me the night
In the fires that never end
The dawn will never come
Punish my heaven
The charge of cosmos
Charging at us from unearthly distance
I challenge the universe
It's the choice between heaven and hell
My soul bears all the weight of mountains
As mankind weaves its silent end
Can there be no forgiveness?
I curse the heaven above me
As the light sinks through
My outstretched fingers
Fading in my open arms
Make each tear in my bare hands
A lifetime in hell
On this last day of light
When our autumn leaves fell
And as heaven itself commands me
Out of its lair
My face lined with darkness I'll go!
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Make all the cold trees mourn
their branches frozen in sightless motion
Waving, reaching for the whipping rain
There was silence
and the firmament withdrew
revealing all, shamelessly and swiftly
In carmine and crimson stood flaming the sky
the relics of myths that exploded and died
Dismantle the sun and the stars in their rise
and rend from the skyline the black in our eyes
The skyline so empty
all but one, nonexistent
Words were not, nor gesture, thought or life,
the skydancers laid slain and old
The firmament in perpetual withdrawal
Lux Aeterna - sing unto the world.
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Time conceals itself in error
when all is turned to lie
of blissful rapture flee from me
the liquid light shares its grandeur
the spring of eden shall never run dry
Creation holds its breath
Tomorrow is no friend of mind
Drench logic - drence judgment
awake - every sense is new
For we know no tomorrow
and yesterday appears in fragmentary form
What now must burn
shall with newfound strangh emerge
drift through my eyes
Bacchi gates bid me welcome
Drench logic
Drench judgment
Lyrics
So drink from the fountain everlasting...drown
With these eyes
the land can no longer decieve us
He cried into nothing with the voice of his soul
New logic brought upon the remains of his land
the land decieves
Bacchi gates bid me welcome
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Strangelove
dance the dividing line
We shall burn the earth
We shall burn our lives
For the tallest tree shall battle most
the wind it leaves the weak behind
The storm that you've denied me
shall force your world to fall
Your castles made to tremble
with foundations based upon a lie
The storm that you've denied me
sweep the undivided truth
His mind shall not of thoughts be tempted
nor words can heal his bleeding scars.
We must burn our minds
Colours collide with the words of his beliefs
LyricsBring back the storm of distant years
Tumbling, tremblind as there is no waking up
there is no dividing line as logic now fails
Stream upwards, rage against them all
speak of words hidden in your song
mere mortals strive for strength in numbers
there is no dividing line
As the writer defies the empty page
the empty mind its feed shall seek
Pass on the the frail and mindless now what sainty discards
The storm shall sweep the weak of heart
and tear your castles down
Crush the very foundations
on which your faith is based
Torn across the dividing line.
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Come and dance through my vanity's halls
welcome to my exhibition
Ornaments fall
the fate of my art, condemned
And the creative seed
that grows to the tune of the harvest song
Embody my lifeless passion
intertwine with the structures of my art
Those empty frames staring at me
One lonely portrait
covers the lovestarved canvas
in honour of the birthless rebellion within me
Every pircure holds a tale
every shade tells of a thousand words
The artistery of living chaos
is pictured in the poet's tears
'cause everything burns
LyricsThe final concept is all but a thought away
Be gone, you foul enchantress of decay!
My thoughts and words will come to right
in my chamber where chaos conveys
kneel down to my desire
Deep in the vaults of my carnal agony
Emptiness! Orchestration thru colours
To never return be myguidance
burning my art
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Devoid of life
far from the strengthening force
from which it feeds
The unbroken silence
swear allegiance to thee
Behold the answers that darkness sets free
Freedom beyond the enslavement
Never let loose upon the world
can we forgive the enchanter that dances
beyond the skyline dark
The stains of fire, the one begotten ancestor
to one of far greater strength
Starvation divine
For he shall stand no taller
than the flames that is his feed
Let us not go gently
into the endless winternight
We are but strangers
acting on our fragmentary perception
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Perception is the lie of the misled
Things are not what they appear
So swear by your deception
There shan't be fire,
nor shall the flame quench the desire to reign
With fear of its dawning appears now in sight
the one brooding warning
Stand clearer than night
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Wings of fire burn the night
slumbering eyes their flares shall greet
Let the past cling on to its futile self
And may th present rush for the future's glare
Grave to cradle,
cradle to grave
so infinity clash
Grave to cradle
cradle to grave
in twofold matter
Two forces gone full circle
never shall one of the other grow fond
Join me, the time is upon us
He spoke and in fury we flew
Far beyond the limits of time
disown the border of life itself
crafted and moulded all in one form
split up and scattered in the world that we own
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Grow towards me
beknight the strength of the symbiosis
backwards striving
counterparts with different eyes
have observed of time unconditional
Tell of days to come
Tomorrow remembered
Your yesterday, my future
Recollection of the day
Delusions cast where dead trees sway
The sabre that separates
is the candle that burns both ends
Born from death you now confront me
Back to death with my life I take you
Die more with each movement of mine
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Lethe
Give me the drink of the fluid
That disintegrates
And lend me the sweet balm and blessing
Of forgetfulness, empty and strong
Hold me near, unravel the stars
As I speed through the heavens
Speed through the night
For you are my blade and my rope
Your are my
Lethe
In currents of cobalt
You storm through my heart
To sever, to puncture
The memories that burn
Let sweep through the arteries
In sharp stabs of pain
Your talonlike fingers to kill me again
LyricsSteal me, invade me and charge me again
For I burn and I shudder
Burn with each movement of
So, cleansed through a floodlight
I appear; reforged and renewed
Caressed by the sweet balm and blessing
Of forgetfulness, empty and strong
Lethe,
Hold me near, my one friend and guide
As I drown through your fingers
Drown through your love
For you are the life I hate
You are my
Lethe
Drag me down, in passionate sighs
With the ocean above me
And flames in my eyes
And grant me a life I can live
Without...
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Silence in shivering solitude
obligations pressure for all to bear
All the pitiful answers, the innocent lies
Can mere words f
ill the emptiness from which I fed?
Be gone,
oh yielding evidence of greed
Safe now on the other shore
Behind: The emptiness from which I fled
Can silence be shared?
If so, can the perception of silence
fit into the frame which is to represent
the unity for which we stand?
The confines representing a timeless sacrifice.
No eye can of silence tell lie
Silence, yet the absence of sound
does not feed me
the essence of beauty alone
LyricsFall silent to lingering charm
Brought forth be the sun
Shed light on the emptiness
What can be extracted from nothing
What can be found within the emptiness
Be gone,
oh yielding evidence of greed
Safe now on the other shore
Behind: the empriness from which I fed
Brought forth be the errors of our ways
As is denial so is contempt
Introspective to all but one
Tear apart the frames
no eye can of silence tell lie
How can I even begin
the battle where noone wins
from answers I now flee
Screaming out to no avail
Have I become what for so long I've dread
The missing pieces must now be replaced
What eyesight fails to grasp
is the emptiness from which I fled.
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Jackal, aches for pain beyond me
Bestiality beckons - the anger set free
For there is no pain greater than thine
For there is no gain but the fury inside
Desolated since derived
Torn screaming from the gaping wound
Always be cherished
The grandeur of melancholy
Outward reprisal
Swear by your throne
Fallen words shall grieve thee
the grandeur of melancholy
Frailty, thy name is weakness
vengeance, thy name is pain
Storm through the still glowing night
Ember eyes beyond reason shall see
LyricsFlee from the safety of the sheltering sky
See all but logic, so vengeance shall be
The grandeur of melancholy
Charge into uncertainty's promised land
Always and never
you are the nail
Cursed, cursed
oh essence of the night guide me
cursed cursed
oh sweet revenge heal me
Frailty, thy name is weakness
Vengeance, thy name is pain
The nail
Jackal, aches for pain beyond me
the storm that now grabs me
is the storm of my soul
For there is no pain greater than mine
For there is no gain but the fury inside
Once so bereaved
and ever so supressed
Change and split up the anger
Wake up the jackal
let out his wrath
Always and never
he spoke of his pain
Always and never
you are the nail
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You just stood there screaming,
fearing no one was listening to you
They say the empty can rattles the most
The sound of your voice must soothe you
Hearing only what you want to hear,
and knowing only what you've heard
You you're smothered in tragedy
You're out to save the world
Misery
You insist that the weight of the world,
Should be on your shoulders
Misery
There's much more to life than what you see
My friend of Misery
You still stood there screaming
No one caring about these words you tell
My friend before your voice is gone
One man's fun is another's hell
These times are sent to try men's souls,
But something's wrong with all you see
You you'll take it on all yourself
Remember, Misery loves company
Misery
You insist that the weight of the world,
Should be on your shoulders
Misery
There's much more to life than what you see
My friend of Misery
You just stood there screaming
My friend of Misery
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On a magical misty morning
I was standing in the Autumn rain
Suddenly the birds fell silent
Would I ever hear them sing again?
Hear them sing again...
Without a word of warning
I saw a shadow in the Autumn rain
Just like in my nightly dreams
The Lady In Black had come again
The Lady had come again...
Begging me to follow her into the misty rain
Begging me to follow her into the no more pain
Her eyes were hypnotizing
burning deep inside my brain
The Lady In Black was here now
She was here to take me far away
Take me far away...
"Follow me to the other side"
Through the tunnel of light we travel, fading away
Through the tunnel of light we travel, We're fading away
Through the light that's shinning bright we're fading away
Through the light that's shinning bright we're fading away
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If you're feeling down, depressed and lonely I know a place where we can go
22 Acacia Avenue, meet a lady that I know
So if you're looking for a good time and you're prepared to pay the price
Fifteen quid is all she asks for, everybody's got their vice
If you're waiting for a long time for the rest to do their piece
You can tell her that you know me and you might even get it free
So any time you're down the East End don't you hesitate to go
You can take my honest word for it, she'll teach you more than you can know
Charlotte, Can't you get out from all of this madness? Can't you see it only brings you sadness?
When you entertain your men don't you know the risk of getting disease
Some day when you're reaching the age of forty I bet you'll regret the days when you were laying
Nobody then will want to know, You won't have any beautiful wares to show any more
22, The Avenue
that's the place where we all go
You will find it's warm inside
The red light's burning bright tonight
Charlotte isn't it time you stopped this mad life? Don't you ever think about the bad times?
Why do you have to live this way? Do you enjoy your lay or is it the pay?
Sometimes when you're strolling down The Avenue the way you walk it makes men think of having you
When you're walking down the street everybody stops and turns to stare at you
22, The Avenue
that's the place where we all go
You will find it's warm inside
The red light's burning bright tonight
Beat her, mistreat her -- Do anything that you please
Bite her, excite her -- Make her get down on her knees
Abuse her, misuse her -- She can take all that you've got
Caress her, molest her -- She always does what you want
You're running away, don't you know what you're doing?
Can't you see it'll lead you to ruin?
Charlotte, you've taken your life and you've thrown it away
You believe that because what you're earning
Your life's good, don't you know that you're hurting?
All the people that love you, don't cast them aside
All the men that are constantly drooling, it's no life for you stop all that screwing
You're packing your bags and you're coming with me
Charlotte, Can't you get out from all of this madness? Can't you see it only brings you sadness?
When you entertain your men don't you know the risk of getting disease
Some day when you're reaching the age of forty I bet you'll regret the days when you were laying
Nobody then will want to know, You won't have any beautiful wares to show any more
22, The Avenue
that's the place where we all go
You will find it's warm inside
The red light's burning bright tonight
Beat her, mistreat her -- Do anything that you please
Bite her, excite her -- Make her get down on her knees
Abuse her, misuse her -- She can take all that you've got
Caress her, molest her -- She always does what you want
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