1. OVERTVRE

(Instrumental)


2. DVSKBRINGER

Church bells resound
And candles flicker
Dark surrounds
Fog grows thicker
They snuff the flames and hide away
Fearing for the light of day
Blood flows down the streets at night
Where demons howl for flesh
The pungent air that reeks of plague
Spills out of the dead

To leave no secrets
To live asleep
To live a life in shadow is to live without relief

The hour strikes along
The frozen mountain pass in empty
Through acts of treason,vile deceit
The crown is lost through ages
The time has come for he
To take the vow and dread the hour
The time has come to let the knight walk through
The hauntings of his past


3. KINGDOMS FALL

I will not falter in this
I won't succumb to it's dark
Not even death himself
Will come between me and the throne
I gaze to the heavens
And howl mockery

At their lack of faith in my, glorious incandescence

The crown weighs heavy
On a morsel, so piteous in it's own arrogance.

Partake in royal blood
The fodder for the gods
The castle walls will crumble
Beneath their cruel facades
Vines will climb the spires
Erode the stony towers
Reveal the false idol, of that which claims the crown


4. VALLEY OV WYRMS

Cascading down the mountainside
The breathing,moaning stone
Opens it's new born eyes

Tears fall, from the heavens
Lightning strikes the soaking ground
The storm, reads to him
Prophecies of doom
Omens of bitter days, yet to come

The swarming shadows, tear through the silver clouds above
Pale moonlights sifts through the black and sulfurous mists
To shine upon a castle, seated on a distant mountain
The crown is there, where the fool hides
His pitiable arrogance and desire
Drip like thick tar into the very around the cursed place
The northern winds thunder around him
The forests writhe beneath his feet
The liches black mark, shall move through the stone like a cancer,
Until the crown is returned

I am so much more than what I... More


5. A DREAM THAT CANNOT BE

(Instrumental)


6. ABYSSWALKER

The icy winds
Dance before him
Enrapturing the soft sunlight
Veiled beneath the clouds
The tundra he travels upon cracks
Beneath his feet with every step
The evening air grows harsher yet
He grips his cloak for repireve
The mountains of his youth have grown
Arduous and unfamiliar

In spite of the darkness
In spite of the cold

I look to the trees
I gaze toward the mountains
I long for the land of snow, where once my head did lay
I wish to go back, to reclaim that which once was mine
To slay that which took me from the man I was
And left me the beast that I am

A fire in his chest ignites, the scalding pain of the frozen air
Buckles his back beneath the weight of the falling snow
Wolves crawl from the woodlands
Serpents arise from the dirt
Wyverns circle the skies above, mighty wings cast shadows
On the trembling earth

Into the snow,
Into the winter
Into the cold
Into the ever growing unknown


7. SHRINE OV ASTREA

Into the tower
With sword at his side
On swift and icy winter air
The knight solemnly rides
The moan of aching wood
Chills his very bones
The abandoned house of worship is now a spectral home

Monuments to dying gods, erected in ages long past
Worship in the shrine of lords that eclipse the shallow sun
They crumble each and every day, the shrine left to decay
Their words once, revered as truth now fade, evermore away

A low fog spills the cracked stained glass windows
Adorning the royal tapestries is a foul
And most unfamiliar air of grief
As the knight walks through the vacant halls
His foots fill the silent passage ways
As his eyes set upon a a most grand image of her maiden astrea
Her portrait eerily displayed by the sunlight, peeking through the darkness


8. DREAMEATER

I, recoil from the light
Afraid of the oncoming dawn
The rain soaked soil, bathes my skin in the muddy foliage
I succumb to the spell, this forest cast ages before I left it's grounds

Once, there was pain
Only now, is there cold
And when winter melts there will still be
Cursed of old
If I'm doomed to haunt this landscape
If I'm to sink into it's depth
Then maybe, this dream that cannot be, won't wake
And only my hate will be left

Though I seek thy kingdom of falling snow
Thou closeth the gates before me
I gaze toward the mountain that once was my home
My cries of atonement, resound in every stone
I have awaited aeons for this
My bones have withered away
My tongue still curses your very existence,
And the life you took from me
My memory hides in this cursed wood
Each tree could tell my tale
I will count, your every waking hour
Until my body, grows pale


9. USURPER OV THE CROWN

A forest of thorns marks his tomb
Born through skies on fog of doom
A ghostly pallor, ignites the sky
Looming over the lonely fortress
A godless,savage garden
Is thy kingdom, bound below
His eyes set upon the Azgulian fields, prisoned within the snow
His power grows and blooms
With supernatural wrath
The wraith king rides at dusk,
And darkness arrives with him

The hour strikes, the rage boils in aching veins, and bloodshot eyes
The moon ascends, and devours the weak and fallible sun
The mist grows dense
And conjures fears
The horrible, cursed night has come

Kneel before your lord, wretched swine
The power of kingdoms past, is mine

Hardened steel carves the air this cursed night
Swords kiss, in battle
Glinting, gleaming
Blood soaks the floorboards beneath them

Thou that tarnisheth the image of the gods
Thy transgressions shall not go unpunished
I am the son of the dwindling light
I will not, be forgotten

Thou shall perish, in the twilight that swallows the sun

Spare me, oh great tormentor
Free me from these binds that cripple
Drink my blood
Inhabit my flesh
And thusly, I have become death