Many blurred dead king's faces Move photolike through time's gape and gauge The dull drum's thud and drone Is not heroic battlebeat This is the grey clock
I'm alone you're alone the weary moon from the night before sinks into the pit of dawn's gold door the weary moon it falls from view the devil and I
And I shall your eyes Into tears When all that's left Are the hollows of devotion And, out of vision We shall bring The void Crowned with hoods And crying
smashed to bits in the peace of the night he craved power and, to keep in he'd change his spots or, shed his skin (he craved power) smashed to bits in
are you close to or far from your conscience? as the petals of life decay "ignorance is bliss" the sad remiss to the clarion call of today (see how it
black sun dying black sun rising is this impure is this impure? shadow of locust this is beast shadow of locust this is at least the slow descent of
Black angel, black angel As you grow up I want you to drink From the plenty cup My little black angel My little black angel as years roll by I want you
Open up you mind And ku ku ku, baby And time will stand still for you Seize the end of time And ku ku ku, baby See, it will be mine And ku ku ku, baby
Wrap your face in prayers The ones you sent in dust And, know they never reaching me You know they never reaching me Every blemish helps endear? In this
There, over there Has gone, goes and will go The copper sun Tarnishes with the year's tears The golden golden copper sun Old eldest dead Over the blue
When life is but disappointment And nothing is amusing The one wild hunt For loneliness Is a life without god Is an end without love Soulless today And
Because of him This world has hope again Because of him This world has got a friend A friend that will eradicate All life's false humanity Helping one
Drink with the nectar Of submission I feel nothing more Than existence A loneliness That will not Come off In the narcissism Of the harbour We are lost
Dressed not in mourning but in black See the fire in our eyes Always ready to fight back Never hiding in disguise Many enemies bring much honour...
As pilgrims here - we sometimes journey To who know what - to who know what? Come and sing this simple story That god forgot - that life forgot Don't
Something got hold of me Oh, eys it did! I said Something got hold of me It ratttled around my head... I went to a meeting last night But, my heart wasn
this bondage it has no charms silence and evil weigh down my arms we know our god by the things he creates life, beauty, but most of all hate tell me
wasted, glorious dead it has to come all the dead are lost you, me, everyone our feelings, thoughts ghosts couldn't see we closed the doors on eternity