1. SHADES OF GREY

Colours fade away
They're blown away by wind
They're washed away by rain
Now all that's left are shades of grey

I look into the mirror and stare into my pale grey eyes
I start to wonder who lost its colours first
Was it me, or the world around me?
And I wonder if the colours will come back

It sneaks up upon me, silently kills the mind
The touch of night is cast on day
Alone here I shudder
I turn my eyes inside
and see my heart has turned to grey

The rain has washed all my colours away
All that is left now are shades of grey

Damn these pale grey eyes!

The wind has blown all my colours away
All that is left now are shades of grey

As the wind blows, my colours fade away

Feeling the rain upon my face
All that I see are tainted shades of grey
All that I hear is silence

The moon has cast all my colours away
All that is left now are shades of grey


2. PHANTOM ANGEL

She has so many faces
Yet I wonder if I've seen one at all
I'm forever seeking through a world of mazes,
but she leaves me empty in the cold winds of Fall

I dream of her under a tainted moon:
In an all flat desert she is a dune
in an unseen oasis where the sun won't shine
So I kneel down and pray to gods not mine
I pray for light to caress her face
I would behold it in silence till the end of days
Her face fades to black and the dream slowly dies
And I curse the moon and her soul-tearing lies

In your eyes, only seen in dreams,
in your eyes lies the glint of Eden

It is written in a sky coloured crimson
by a sun which is forever sinking
It is written in a tear like a pale crystal
born from her eye of angelic cobalt

Her tender expression, her eyes filled with gold,
her angelic face and her movement so bold,
her magical presence burn hearts, numb or cold
Forgive my desire to reach out and hold you
You are my one and only reason to be
You are the one that has been in my dreams
You are my one and only reason to breathe
Let heaven deny me for you are all I need

When the stars are right I briefly catch a glimpse of you,
but as the sand slips through my fingers
Time tells me it's just another Phantom Angel
and after each Phantom Angel the pain grows
Then the I inside slowly fades away

Here I am
Can't you see me now?
Here I am,
standing right before you

Forgive my desire to behold the glint of Eden in your eye


3. SELF SCRIPT V.1.19

Who we are and what we've been is written in an intricate code
The chemistry of personality forms the ancient law to which we're forced to bow

Dopamine, rule me and make me live
Serotonin, hold me and enforce the rules

Rules encoded in our DNA, the guideline of behavior
Is nature or nurture the main influence to who we are?

Come guide me! Come rule me! Enforce the I inside!
No nurture can change me, for I am written in my Self Script

I wonder if these genetic rules determine our pain
Or is this caused by a virus, which ignites our viral flames?

BFS, activate me
BIS, inhibit me

Perhaps one day we'll be able to write bliss into our Self Script


4. BROKEN

I exist in darkness,
At work in a cold and gloomy mine
Yet I secretly wonder what beyond this purgatory lies
Do I have a choice?
Can I break the sacred law and walk away?
What secrets lie beyond the wall of fire that is I

I am broken;
Dying alone at the end of time
With nothing but desire to fill the night

I rip open my sown shut mouth and eyes
And I see lies
So I speak: I shall seek the truth

Broken in eternal night
Broken is my surreal life
Broken by the written lies
Broken till the end of time

'For although nepenthe has calmed me,
I know always that I am an outsider;
A stranger in this century and among those who are still men.
This I have known ever since I stretched out my fingers to the abomination within that great gilded frame;
Stretched out my fingers and touched a cold and unyielding surface of polished glass.'

Take me away!
For now I see that from which I tried to flee
It's not the life I live, no, it's me

I am broken;
Dying alone at the end of time
With nothing but my fear to fill the night

I am broken;
Dying alone at the end of time
With nothing but denial to fill the night

I am broken;
Dying alone at the end of time
With nothing but myself to fill the night