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(instrumental) 2. ANACONDA Wriggle out of it Headlong to the road Take good care of the poison that Leads you to the virginal garden of Eden – oh Taste the sugar now Beware the blinding light or Suffer from the act of the anaconda Act of the anaconda From the apple a bit Getting overload Drink this wine with dedication and Feel these real powers of seduction and Agony – ah Try the sweet thing, try Look out for a steady hold or Suffer from the act of the anaconda Act of the anaconda Anaconda More and more go ashore No stand-by mode Sin after sin reach the top of the Mountain tower above the native Way of life – oh Feel the limit now Do not overshoot the mark or Die by the strong noose of the anaconda Noose of the anaconda Anaconda 3. FALLING INTO THE SUN From the edge To each end The universe is falling apart again Th’eternal flame Lights the mind Of Prometheus’ clay-born mankind And we fall Endtime has begun Through the all Death and life are one To the sun All is said and done The end has begun And we fall, falling in, into the sun Th’ethereal eye Will never stir Th’essensual torch of Lucifer With hunger it burns His throne and state In ardour it transsubstantiates And we fall Endtime has begun Through the all Death and life are one To the sun All is said and done The end has begun And we fall, falling in, into the sun 4. CANNIBAL CORONAL MASS EJECTION Pt 1: The Black Sunrise Pt 2: Chaos Theory (Instrumental) 5. A WALK THROUGH WONDERLAND Mama, hold your darling close, he’s dying of an overdose See his dear eyes as they break, drown his body in the lake Mama, now your baby weeps as the cancer in her creeps Feel her throb in her last fight, feed her to the dogs tonight Life is walking hand in hand You’re not yet meant to understand Mama, oint your sugar’s skin, the inflammation feeds on him Soon prey and feast for tick and louse, burn what’s left behind the house Mama, hear your pumpkin’s tale: far from home she starved in jail With her bones this box is brimmed, now give the ashes to the wind Life’s a walk through wonderland Led by the power underhand Mama, paint your loving face, white on white where tear-falls chase Your blackened dress becomes you well, your wedding chime: the mourning bell Pace the aisle betwixt the graves – Sorrow pale, the best man, waves Mama, you may kiss the groom, your children’s father: Death, all’s doom Death’s a walk, hand in hand Joined by th’eternal wedding band We dance the dance we all must dance In circles round and round In Saint Vitus’ frightful trance As drums and tabors pound Forward, backward and askance In our fitful fray We dance the dance we all must dance On our sabbath day On our sabbath day 6. 2046 2046 In nomine patri, et filii, et spiritu sancti 7. THE COLD MIRROR / FIELDS OF SORROW So oft I’ve crossed the mirror in my dreams, And so I did again this night It seems today that my reflection looks past me, I know this can’t be right In my nightmares, I met people and creatures From everywhere A strange screenplay for a dream, for a nightmare I never craved, I never asked for Who’s the director? I have strange nights in a strange world A parallel universe I looked into a mirror but I couldn’t see my own reflection there The screen was cold and blind, the screen was dull and cold What are you doing here? What does this all mean? The cold mirror of my soul The dark side of myself Is only live at night So oft I’ve crossed the mirror in my dreams, And so I did again this night It seems today that my reflection looks past me, I know this can’t be right In its chamber there beyond I used to know, The light is dimmed And I come to realise: I’m on the outside, Looking in 8. IN FROM THE FUTILE FIELDS Do you hear the leaden knell at daybreak? Do you know whose strife is at an end? Can you bear this fare-well one more morning? When will the black cloud next descend? One more soldier back from war One more soldier back from war Do you hear the leaden knell at daybreak? Do you know whose strife is at an end? One more soldier back from war One more soldier back from war From the depths of disaster From the depths of cold fear From the fields of foul fever They have come home, but are no more Do you hear the bugles’ wanton calling? They’re calling you to join with them Can you feel the bells ring out new horrors? Brazen judges who condemn One more soldier off to war One more soldier off to war Do you hear the bugles’ wanton calling? They’re calling you to join with them One more soldier off to war One more soldier off to war To the depths of disaster To the depths of cold fear To the fields of high terror Where so many had gone before As the storm’s blown over, drums roll closer As time is long in the futile fields Troops are coming in for more Troops are coming in for more No more soldiers off to war No more soldiers off to war No more soldiers off to war No more soldiers, no more soldiers, no more soldiers off … to war 10. L’ÉPÉE DANS MON COEUR (Instrumental) 11. CHECKMATE 64 First move f2; f3 Bishop’s next – serenity Carefree i will find my way Stop the clock – tempt fate Black castle’s face to face Even queen moves out of base After knight stabs me in the back, The pawns attack… ...To my checkmate Without encore Accelerate My checkmate 64 Second move a7; a5 8 x 8, going to strive Do the castling to protect my king Pushed to the edge of this no man’s land No chessmen left to win My cruel life beats me again ‘til every square turns into a trap I hear clap ...To my checkmate Open coffin door Others celebrate My checkmate 64 To my checkmate 12. TO MY BRETHREN I went weak with hunger And all your statistics could not make me any stronger 'Feed the world' - I thank you all for that I was thrown in prison Oh, how many of your redeeming prayers have risen 'Set them free' - I thank you all for that I went naked, I went cold And you discussed the connotations unappalled Your pious gleam, your God unseen Leave me hungry I was ill and left alone And you thanked God for your healthy homes I was unshielded by aught roof And you praised yon bounteous God aloof I was ill and left alone And you thanked God for your healthy homes Your pious gleam, your God unseen Leave me hungry Your eloquent prayers, well-worded cares Leave me lonely, cold and sad 13. DEMENTIA (Instrumental) lyrics added by stonerdave - Modify this lyrics
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