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Cold Spell
05:52
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Lost, everything is lost
But they will learn the cost
For I am the darkest of them
Now severed from the well
Exiled with a spell
I'll find a way
and they will pay in blood
To a bitter world confined - Like some feral beast
This journey’s first step far behind (for the cold spell travels east)
When the sun begins to gnaw - I yearn to be released
But I’ll cross this land of ever-thaw (as the cold spell travels east)
Frostbitten footsteps all in a jagged line
Were they left by someone with a touch of the divine?
The eyes that turn as I pass, don’t phase me in the least
I save every fear in a glass (while the cold spell travels east)
Here I stand at the edge - Past ready for a feast
So I summon forth an icy pledge (and the cold spell travels east)
Frostbitten footsteps all in a jagged line
The power what summoned me, soon it will all be mine
Too frozen to feel - Too far-gone to care
My dreams are all nightmares and they’re mine to share
In exile I walk - In exile I stay
But something is calling from so far away
The fabled crown was there, but it wasn’t mine to wear
So I bent the knee to wait and see if I should prove an heir
For him I’ll raise a storm, enchant a loyal swarm
So that crimson eye might come to lie, upon this haggard form
Too frozen to feel - Too far-gone to care
My dreams are all nightmares and they’re mine to share
In exile I walk - In exile I stay
But something is calling from so far away
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Message From Beyond
04:47
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The witching hour is drawing near
Worry not, we’re all mad here
Fright grips so tight, a mind deranged
(I can hear them singing)
Write by candlelight, a verse so strange
(nightmarish voices ringing)
Message from beyond
I feel it calling from the ether like ripples on a pond
Message from beyond
I know the words if not their meaning, and I ponder them ‘till dawn
My end draws nigh, I will face the sea
(when I hear them singing)
Cry don’t you cry, soon I’ll be free
(like siren voices ringing)
Message from beyond
I feel it calling from the ether like ripples on a pond
Message from beyond
I know the words if not their meaning, and I ponder them ‘till dawn
They’re calling ~ Enthralling ~ Another star is falling
Tell me you can hear them
Moon rising ~ Enticing ~ Sanity sacrificing
Tell me you can hear them, too
…I can’t count the cost …I don’t know the answer
The line between fact and fantasy blurs more every day
…With all reason lost ...I can’t crack the cipher
Just another base delusion pounding, pushing, sending me away
Message from beyond
I feel it calling from the ether like ripples on a pond
Message from beyond
I know the words if not their meaning, and I ponder them ‘till dawn
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I Am the Void
04:12
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You hope… that if they forget
We’ll fade away, into the grey
You wish… you were strong enough
But we both know, where that road goes
You think… that you can bury me
Down so deep… in some eternal sleep
You try… to erase my name
But I’m still here… and I can smell your fear
I… I am the void
Antithesis, I’m the flip-side of your coin
Yeah I… I am the void
Symbiosis, your aborted twin conjoined
I am the VOID!
You would… if you could amputate
Like a rotting leg, I can hear you beg
But you know… like the Gemini
Till time is done, we shall be one
Like a black hole, I feast on light
My soul’s a pit of seething night
I scorn the weak; I loathe the just
Deeds you’d never do I must
Like a dread-naught, I stalk the sea
My guns scream like a mad banshee
I smite the frail; I crush the tame
My deepest pride, your eternal shame
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Eyes of the Gorgon
03:07
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The rare one, the fair one
Ravaged by the sea
The used one, abused one
Sang out a helpless plea
Ignored one, abhorred one
Banished to the east
Unclean one, latrine one
Beauty became the beast
So… put an ear to the abyss
Living scale scraping stone, with a wicked rising hiss
Hold fast, don’t turn away
The eyes of the Gorgon will hold you forever
Mold cast, till the end of days
The eyes of the Gorgon will love you forever
The veiled one, the scaled one
Better left alone
The sad one, the mad one
Your flesh will be her stone
Draw… but never meet her glare
Singing steel slices bone, and those snakes in her hair
Hold fast, don’t turn away
The eyes of the Gorgon will hold you forever
Mold cast, till the end of days
The eyes of the Gorgon will love you forever
Hold fast, don’t turn away
The eyes of the Gorgon will hold you forever
Mold cast, till the end of days
The eyes of the Gorgon will love you forevermore
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Alchemic Dreamscape
04:48
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Distillation, Purification
The quicksilver flows… quicksilver flows…
Permutation, Transmogrification
Like lead into gold… lead into gold
Seven rays… burning bright
Water and Earth… grant me sight
A Human soul… eternal light
First and last… blessing and blight
Last night I had the strangest dream
A little man appeared and he sat with me
We counted the elements till the first light of day
Then he turned with a smile and melted away
Calcination, Crystallization
The ashes will fall, ashes will fall
Transmutation, Experimentation
The fifth essence calls, fifth essence calls
The serpent consumes… itself each night
But is reborn… by morning’s light
What the cosmos conceals… elixir of life
Sulfur and salt… balance and strife
Last night I had the strangest dream
A little man appeared and he sat with me
We counted the elements till the first light of day
Then he turned with a smile and melted away
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Embrace Oblivion
05:48
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The tribes of the moon (are calling)
The curtain of night (is falling (down)
Drink deep the stars (they’re shining)
Unveil your scars (fates entwining)
And when you gaze too long, down into the abyss
You might find where you belong, when the shadows blow a kiss
Sing a song of Midian – Sanctuary from the sun
Embrace oblivion – Man or monster, all are one
See with new eyes
Look around
A city of night
Deep under (ground)
Sing a song of Midian – Sanctuary from the sun
Embrace oblivion – Man or monster, all are one
Recite the holy creed (together)
Now one of the breed (forevermore)
Cherish the night - Honor the day
Pay no heed - to what the angels would say
Hollow the earth – Claw at the sky
Is death but a dream - or just another lie?
Sing a song of Midian – Sanctuary from the sun
Embrace oblivion – Man or monster, all are one
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Dig Me No Grave
05:08
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I was born in the year of the rattlesnake
On the surface of the sun
When I hit the ground they say the heavens quaked
Every mama told their babe to run
Got a bullet inked on my arm
For every ghost I born
Too many now to count them
But I can always fit one more
The line in the sand… it can’t be uncrossed
A devil or a man… well, the coin is tossed
I’d rather stand on a mountain made of bones
High up where the lighting and the thunder roam
Than live this life as straight and narrow’s slave
(Dig me no)
So cross the road when I pass by
Make sure those eyes of yours never meet mine
Hang on to your wares you got nothing I crave
and you can, you can dig me no grave
Hero to some - Villain to others
Hanged man walking or Apache brother?
Whisper not his name (Hex)
I was born with the mark of the scorpion
Not far from the devil’s claim
When I looked above and glared at the sun
Was when it learned to fear my name
For you I’ll toss one copper to the wind
Though you’ll never see it land
Too many shots to count them
As you race to meet the sand
So cross the road when I pass by
Make sure those eyes of yours never meet mine
Hang on to your wares you got nothing I crave
and you can, you can dig me no grave
So cross the road when I pass by
Make sure those eyes of yours never meet mine
Save your prayers ‘cause I got no soul to save
but you can, you can dig me no...
GRAVE
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8. |
On Widow's Hill
06:41
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Come inside - you’re right on time
The thirteenth bell - is about to chime
We’ve locked the door - and we’ve chained the gate
Don’t trust the clock - for the hour is late
A roll of thunder rings, and the autumn moon is bright
A lone wolf lifts its head and sings, on this dark and stormy night
Worry fills your mind, for you’ve heard the tales before
A shiver moves up your spine, as you pound the iron door
They say the wind has a ghostly chill
By the old dark house on Widow’s Hill
A sudden scream cuts the still
In the old dark house on Widow’s Hill
Your host descends the stair, and he offers you a sin
The liquid tastes of old despair, though he claims it’s only gin
And when the lights go out, new screams are everywhere
The scent of blood leaves no doubt, there’s murder in the air
They say the wind has a ghostly chill
By the old dark house on Widow’s Hill
The canary captures the cat with skill
In the old dark house on Widow’s Hill
(interlude)
Leering portraits line the halls
Footsteps echo in the walls
The spirits shall decide your fate
Don’t trust the clock, the hour is late
Thirteen settings make the spread
Glasses filled with Spanish red
There’s chilled revenge on every plate
Don’t trust the clock, the hour is late
(Kendra chants)
Stains still drying - Eyes are prying
One by one my dolls keep dying
Mommy’s lying - Daddy’s crying
One by one my dolls keep dying
They say the wind has a ghostly chill
By the old dark house on Widow’s Hill
A sudden scream cuts the still
In the old dark house on Widow’s Hill
They say the wind has a ghostly chill
By the old dark house on Widow’s Hill
The skeletons in the closet still
In the old dark house on Widow’s Hill
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My Clockwork Prison
05:33
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This world of brass, of spring and glass
(how long has it been mine?)
It’s hard to be sure, just what life was before
(memories slip away in time)
The time is near, enter the puppeteer
(the time is close I know)
He brings a key, but it won’t set me free
(once more we begin the show)
(Steve bridge)
Dance my love, just dance for a spell
(No one sees you quite like I do)
So dance for me now, dance long and well
(I will hold your grace and keep you)
A music box hell, with a chorus of bells
(I move only for him)
Look through glassy eyes, as if hypnotized
(hope’s light is going dim)
Oh, how I beg and I plead for an end
To the heavens a prayer I send
There’s no reason or time
When the clockwork prison has me
(Steve bridge)
Dance my love, just dance for a spell
(No one sees you quite like I do)
So dance for me now, dance long and well
(I will hold your grace and keep you)
Oh, how I beg and I plead for an end
To the heavens a prayer I send
There’s no reason or time
When the clockwork prison has me
I try to scream - but my lips won’t part
I’d shed a porcelain tear - if I still had a heart
I can’t curse his name - for I lack the breath
So I pray and pray for the sweet release of death
(Steve interlude)
Oh, why must you look at me that way?
Can’t you see that I love you?
I yearn for a heart that I know will be mine one day
Just admit you love me too
The way of all flesh is the way of pain
Hearts and minds can never soar when bound in chains
Go, raise the curtain just for me
One day I will finally be free
You will learn to love
But now the clockwork prison has me
No, I will fight you with every breath
You’ll be mine even beyond death
This heart will always burn
In my clockwork prison for all time
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Darker Than Black
03:42
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Bloodwork Scriptorium
08:20
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Five tomes to form the set but what will they expose?
Does the devil sit a throne in hell or preach out to the rows?
The ravings of a genius – the poetry and the prose
His work is nearly finished now, but his ink is running low
Seduced again by Lady Green – she begged you for a dance
Now you stumble down this cobbled street as if in a trance
Oh your head, it's loose and heavy – is there someone up ahead?
As a shadow grabs you from behind, you glimpse a mask of red
When the voices speak
He must abide
Though the flesh is weak
There's sin inside
Down, down, down… in a sacred place below
The scribe is at his masterpiece again
Red, red, red… his special ink will flow
The scribe must record the sins of men
You wake to hear the scratching – still half inside a dream
There’s a man in the corner – only he can hear you scream
Down, down, down… in a sacred place below
The scribe is at his masterpiece again
Red, red, red… his special ink will flow
The scribe must record the sins of men
With the final chapter written, his quill can finally rest
He regards his magnum opus with a hand upon his breast
Though the words will go unread, the voices seem at bay
So the ferryman extends a hand, and takes the scribe away
Down, down, down… in a sacred place below
The scribe is at his masterpiece again
Red, red, red… his special ink will flow
The scribe must record the sins of men
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