- And Plague Flowers The Kaleidoscope
Kings of our emptiness, the flagellants align
Their mouths fill with questions, blessed they are by God's tokens
Ware to walk the painted... the painted path
Walking the painted path through our plague fields
Ware to walk the painted path
- As Icicles Fall
Can you remember the words of our dying Mother?
All winters’ white...and wonderful
The third eye spies the greatest pain
In league with the cycle of life…feel the change
Her breath of frost upon the house of Man's beating heart
Sleep children sleep, such colours to be seen
Sanguine glaciers, the veins of our prelude
- Devour Me, Colossus
CITADEL, OF HOPE AND WHITE FIRE
HEARKEN, A CHOIR FOR KINGS... TRANSCENDENCE
CROWNED IN TEETH AND SEVERED WINGS
IS THIS THE END OF THE FLESH?
my prison and my salvation
A CALL FROM THE VOID, PALE TENTACLES
- Forget Not
masquerading, the grey vultures
coalescing in black swansongs
...of the dead
...as the dead sigh
therein the quickening shadows
kisses upon lifeless fingers
...as the dead sigh
...as the dead sigh
- Painters of the Tempest
[Movement 1: Creator]
COME FORTH DARK HERALD
BRINGER OF LIGHT
BOURNE BY THE BURNING SWANS...AND HIS PLAGUE BREATH
CREATOR
OF THE DREAM COIL, A HALO ALOFT AS HANDS ENTWINE
- Pyrrhic
OF BLOOD AND TIME WITHIN THESE VEINS
PULSING THE DIM, THUNDERING...
UPON THE PALE HORSES CRYING, SURREAL
BEKSINSKI'S HOOVES CASCADING HEAVEN
O BLIND FORTUNE
DARKNESS FAVOURS THE BRAVE, THE FALLEN... CARRION
BRING FORTH THE STARS AND TEAR DOWN THE SKY
- Tapestry Of The Starless Abstr
Tapestry of the starless abstract
All horizons fall through dying stains
A crimson crown to call my own
O home is everywhere I voyage
And darkness is always with me...
I call to the sirens
Echoing in sweet laughter
Broken hopes beneath the surface
- Tapestry of the Starless Abstract
All horizons fall through dying stains
A crimson crown to call my own
O home is everywhere I voyage
And darkness is always with me…
I call to the sirens
Echoing in sweet laughter
Broken hopes beneath the surface
- Xenoflux
Perfection, a world apart we are
Bright star and the eye
...I am
Riding the tides. Crux... Astral grace
Down silver locks to cosmic crossings
How far have I come?