And There Was LightAnd there was light
And the darkness that followed blinded my eyes
The night made we trustworthy and hid all my lies
I called the seventh of the eight and gave him my offer
So cold were the feelings I bore inside after I'd lost her
Sometimes I still can hear
His voices calling, calling me from everywhere
Angelic Voices CallingSo as he feels the knife she holds against his throat
His sweat breaks out, he's cold
The voice is a whisper from beyond
Angelic voices calling out to her in promise
She cuts his face
Demanding prayers
Book Of SandDescending rapidly down the spiral
Not quite sure what I have embarked
Thoughts don't make any sense at all
In the shifting, liquid dark
The words my eyes read on the sheet
Pull my gaze along the lines
Devour facts my comprehension meet
In the words, between and behind
By The Hands Of Violent WinterBy the hands of violent winter, his fate was sealed
Crawling on the icy slopes with limbs frozen cold
Memories of untold torture, in his mind
Waking from the endless slumber leaving him numb
Creeping worms they eat his mind
Feelings blind this clouded time
They took his soul, so they could find
Cast Into Filds Of Evil PleasureAt the brink of Hell an island swims in lakes of fire by the darkened plains
Deserted and dead it declares its place
By spewing it's magma like blood from its veins and covering the island
In a black, poisonous haze
This was the first spot where the angel Lucifer set his foot
And claimed and declared this view as his home
He came from the north, and alone was he not
Feathers Shall FallThe last days soon comes, the signs are shown
In the blood washed streets of a manmade Babylon
Feeding on everything our fathers left behind
Abasing her grace since the beginning of time
The rotten flesh of mother earth
Pleads in sincere desperation her longing wish for Armageddon
PietaYour smile so dim, your eyes alive
A gesture hides a vicious lie
Your face so clean, but deep inside
I know you're hiding something
A trace so faint, a chisel's scar
Carved piece by piece who you are
His head held high, but deep inside
I know you're hiding something
Ravenous CrowsRavenous crows hover above the altar on the forest floor,
watching, peering, proud but fearing. Circling down more and more
And I recall you running, I recall you hide.
The heart you would give was invisible inside.
The laughter that ran like a silver creek,
where can it be now, is it hidden in their beaks?
Second Skin Of HarlequinShe sweeps the doorstep, a well-used broom
Bring diseases and plague, the ultimate doom
By witchcraft of trolls she casts her spells
With curses from heaven and blessing from hell
With the unholy rain and the northern breeze
She curses the land with her broom-sweeps of disease
While beasts obey her commanding word
SeliteDeep I dig to discover the truth
Deep inside where secrets hide
I hunt the hierarchy's highest heroes
To hurt where vulnerability lies
Roses burning on a roaring ore
Of secret desires, hate and admirance
Within your soul, your mind and core
And leave you torn like an open sore
Sought by the Fallen OneA granted wish for a demon's kiss
Drew lust for more and mental twists
Across the simple minds of men
And no one here was watching them
As they broke into their certain doom
By craving more that they deserved to
So crowned and claimed by Satan's eye
Temporary BordersWhispered words beneath the floating autumn leaves
Flying softly on the southern breeze
Fragments of light between the branches and trees
I wish I would stay here forever
The sun is sinking behind mountains of old
Brushing faintly clouds of red and gold
The Blood Is The Almighty SinThe sun is setting
And night comes crawling back
Out of the shadows deep
Comes a creature of the night
And now the stars are shining bright
Hunting the innocent
He draws their burning blood
The Creators Biggest PrideThe sun sets at last, sliding slowly and silently down
'Low the horizon in the west, where a small house lies...
The puppet-man is ending his workday, as the starlight peak through the
clouds
He's worked all day and says goodnight to his dolls before he close the door
He lives alone in this house, and it's his home and a way of living
Though he thought he knew all the secrets of his house, there's more...