1. SEAFARER

I dream of a foreign land
Far beyond the sea – beyond the world known to us
The call of freedom and wealth – I need to embark!
And travel to find new air that I can breathe
A new home till the end of days.

Lo! a beauty of utmost brilliance
Lo! a sign of craftsman perfection
Lo! a home for the untamed sea
Lo! a bridge be thou to me

Our shores lie astern and the sea before us.
I don’t weep, but sadness still prevails
I leave a world of death and oppression
A new hope – a sail to set us free

Lo! a world of utmost brilliance
Lo! a sign of divine perfection
Lo! a home for a new planted seed
Lo! a home be thou to me

With thunder, darkness and lightning strikes
He makes the peaceful waves dreadful spikes
No peace at sea, no peace at land
Shall we meet our doom from our maker’s hand?

Donnerschlag auf donnerschlag.
Das schiff es weint, krächzt und ächzt.
Geschlagen von der macht der see
Mag es niemals untergehn.

The roaring waves, the roaring thunder
When the heavens, oh god, they burst asunder.
But I dream on – (I) dream of the land of wonder.
Of richness unseen I take from yonder.
I dream on, I dream on.

Brechender balken und schreiender mensch
Der traum vom aufbruch zerdrückt?
Meeresberge fordern unseren willen
Doch die kraft des selbst ist nicht zu stillen.

The roaring waves, the roaring thunder
When the heavens, oh god, they burst asunder.
But I dream on – I dream of the land of wonder.
Of richness unseen I take from yonder.
I dream on, I dream on.

The sound of birds caresses my ear
And then the horizons end. and then the horizons end!
The sea grows shallow
We have touched soil.
The soil of a new world. the soil of a new world!

Lo! these beautiful shores
Lo! mountains and forests of awe
Lo! new lands of untamed richness
Lo! lands of new destiny

We set foot on these lands, these lands beyond the sea
These lands beyond the sea – a new home in our newfound Dream
A dream that is destined to last for all eternity
Until the end of days – to mark the end of tyranny


2. LANDTAKER

Landtaker

Oh, these sounds of life - unheard in our world long lost
Beauty and majesty - to withstand heat and bitter frost

Our havens flourish, but the unknown locks us in
With god by our side may our new lives now begin
We create, we take, we burn all with our strongest men
We multiply and subdue every creature to walk these lands

Plants with enthralling scent
Trees that strangely bend
Birds that sing their song
And the wild man speaks his unknown tongue

I dream

Here is no place of disaffection
Time before and time after
In a dim light.

Investing form of lucid stillness
Turning shadows into transient beauty

Desiccation of the world of sense
Evacuation of the world of fancy

Inoperancy of the world of spirit

I awaken

It is the devil who has deceived me
I will be thrown into the lake of fire and sulfur
Where the beast and the false prophet are
I will be tormented day and night forever and ever

One with nature, one with plants, trees and birds
The wisdom of old. prepared for what is to come
I cannot but stare and listen in awe to these strange men
But I am alone

My longings grow... no! my dreams confuse me
This wild man of these ancient woods - a devil! - devoid of Any good!
They come and stare in awe at our mighty forts
When their spears and arrows find no aim but steadfast walls

Oh, unheard of before in these sounds of age-old lore
Beauty and majesty - to withstand primitive infancy

Our havens flourish and the unknown’s free of sin
This is our home now and widespread is god’s kin
We create, we take, we take with our strongest men
We enforce god’s will for he is the ruler of all lands

Yet my dreams return and godless they may seem
But I see good when the wild men fish their streams
When they sing their songs, and teach a child to carve a Bone
Is this the word of god in wilderness set in stone?


3. I.N.R.I. CONQUEROR

There is no shade of grey, only the dogma of submission
Light of jerusalem, take what’s rightfully yours!

Screams – from pits unseen
Screams – the nymphs deceased
Hauls – angels sing in the blood-red air
Hauls – their songs so peaceful and fair

Now the last bastion has fallen,
The spell of the heathen gods eternally is broken
Wir bringen euch das friedensreich und dulden keinen widerstand –
Unseres gottes heiliger schein kann niemals anderen gnädig Sein

I.N.R.I, your death now has undone many
Sighs, short and infrequent are exhaled

The corpses that we’ve planted in our gardens
Slowly are beginning to sprout the ugly truth
This god is a god of war
His will is a will of death – a reason we will all for?

I’m awake and I’m focused.
But I’m dreaming.
Dreaming the wrong dream.

All mankind is trapped within a waking dream
Of a world that does not exist
We see a creator and his immortal son.
But we’re unable to see how the world’s begun.

Unable to see how everything is interlinked,
How each plant, each man, each star is connected.
We grade all and rank all and set ourselves at the head
To make sense of things we need our almighty god

And we pronounce him real
We invent our own perception
That distorts time and space

We need a redeemer in order to comprehend
But nature’s kingdom we fail to understand

Our eyes are wide open and yet we are blind

Look into the darkness
Look at what lies ahead
Look into the darkness
Look at what lies at the heart of life

The winds cross the brown lands that once were full of life
Over endless plains, stumbling in the cracked earth

The murmur of maternal lamentation
Who are those hordes that bear the sword of god?

Screams – to spread the word of christ
Screams – to rejoice human demise
Hauls – to set stone upon stone
Hauls – yet in me jerusalem’s tower is gone

Igne natura renovatur integra
Igne natura renovatur integra
Igne natura renovatur integra
Igne natura renovatur integra


4. SURVIVOR

We are the hollow men
We are the stuffed men
Our dying voices
When we whisper and spread god’s will

We are the hollow men
We are the stuffed men
In our shaken minds
In this land the stone images are raised

This plague named god that befalls all our senses
That governs our minds
We have fled from our home beyond the sea
But have built a realm of tyranny
That erases and dissolves all will and all peace

I am the survivor.

This everlasting people of these lands
No kings and champions that show their ugly hands
The land owns them, while they own the land
Nature speaks to them, while god commands us

The truth I seek, but where to go?
No longer can I stand the stench of god,
the stench of christ, the stench of war
I seek the truth – alone I walk

Dei plena sunt omnia
Luceat lux vestra

Deo duce, ferro comitante
Luceat lux vestra

How can I ever find my peace
When the voice of god spreads nothing but disease?
We take and burn like they were none
But nature shows her path - we are one.

Bound together by the earth we walk
Bound together by the air we breathe
Bound together by the hands we use
And the breath of life

I am no hollow man
I am no stuffed man
My voice now has meaning
Yet only I can hear it.

I am no hollow man
I am no stuffed man
My soul now is screaming
But I found peace in this land beyond the sea