1. DIGITS AND FLESH

(Instrumental)


2. GROWING COLD

Raise the gun
And let the bullet sing
Raise the gun
There is no missing link
In the theory of liquid pain

Raise the gun
With every blow a tear
Raise the gun
Let it all disappear
Decadent
Growing cold

Unconscious in the rain of falling leaves
You tie yourself and you're so afraid
To see what's on the mirror's other side
In strange new flesh you become forever sore

Chopped in a half by self-created illusions
Religious clown in a copper crown of confusion
Disorder fills your shaking hands
You will slumber in embracing sand
There is no time to reverse what was wrong
There is no way out, though you waited so long
You're shipwrecked, your soul like glass
Even shadow paralyzed

None knows

Raise the gun
Images behind
Raise the gun
There's none of your kind
Inside god a devil hides

Someone laughs
Childish way to persevere
Spirit walks
Incomer from a sphere
Blue flower
Some silly gifts

Inside god a devil laughs


3. THE THEATRE

They have seen it all
Stage bathed in the curtain's red
And an old man in a young one's costume
Hobbling along the spotlights brilliance
Furrows shining with tears
The canyons dried out for years
Clumping with life once again
Behold the theater for the last time

I am the senile hope, misshapen form
In the hand's tremble, in their cup
Four times of my illusions
Mage, I transform dreams
Into scraps of commonplaceness
Bitterness under fingernails
The dirt of refused slumbers

They have seen it all
Passion in the eyes of the old actor
A spark of beauty in the genius ugliness
Sometimes a hesitance, sometimes incertitude
And laughter's mournful rain
Thrilled voice is dying
They know

Applause, tornado of applause
Turmoiled gestures, someone's weep
Behold the master
Bring the flowers, autographs

Curtain falls
Behind the coulisses, the old man washes himself clean
Of makeup, with his own tears, those last

Gods walked down the stairs so stirred


4. VISIONS OF SERENITY (EVEN SNOW DIES)

Over the mountains, over the hills
Far away, in the realm of blind light
Inside the vault of frozen leaves
Where springs cry out for life
And smoke is a shadow, a reminder of
Yesterday's mourn
We wait in a glacial tomb

Forever embraced eye to eye
Hoping for the endless sleep
Ice in your eyes

Our queen above, she's no longer mad
She found what she was looking for so long
Still ice cold surface of silence keeping us motionless
Kissing with our look
Dancing in our sleep

Who would ever know
That your spell will be broken
And I will wake up
I was ready, but it hurts till now
You've been like the dark, that I used to tuck in
The black I protected from the light

Light!

In this day of white
In marvelous candlelight
Surprising wishes distress me
Wish you were here again
To freeze in an embrace of the past
Cryonic remaining laugh
Just a smile after tear
Cruel beauty to appear
I'm not alive, I don't sleep
In the winter's kiss and empty glass
Solid pain from the skies you know my Love
Even the snow dies


5. PAINTING MY HORRORS

The unfortunate nature of the disguise
Heaven taken away from us
Our wings forbidden
Abandoned from the gods
We are roaming without end
Call me devil or Satan
Call me whatever you dare
I don't care if you know who I am
I don't really care
So many years inside this maze
With no clue or higher purpose
I'm so confused when you ask me
What is our arche
There's no good, no evil
Darkness just a part of the light
Devil is a shade of a god
All wisdom seen in flashlight

Hatred seen through the curtains of sadness
I'm slightly heading for internal dream
In private limbo I've got my cell
Constant depression reminds me
That one day we're all gonna fell
I'm sick and tired of all these words
About death, sin and god
I'm sick and tired of forcing everyone
To be martyrs for no cause

I'm painting my horrors in colors blood red
I'm painting my horrors in colors blood red

Liquid desire running through my veins
It is a desire for life
I'm painting horrors in red
I'm breaking through these walls everyday
Blue walls of limbo
I'm painting horrors in red

Solitude, how pitiful it sounds
But it was made for me
Nothing, nothing, nothing explains
Why my breath's so cold

I'm painting my horrors in colors blood red
I'm painting my horrors in colors blood red

Let the silence lick your face
It will take the pain away
Let the silence lick your sad face
It will ease the pain away

Away