1. DIES IRAE

Dies irae, dies illa
Dies irae, dies illa
Solvet saeclum in favilla

Solvet saeclum in favilla
Dies irae, dies illa
Dies irae, dies illa
Solvet saeclum in favilla
Dies irae, dies illa

Dies irae, dies illa
Dies irae, dies illa
Dies irae, dies illa
Dies irae, dies illa
Dies irae, dies illa
Solvet saeclum in favilla
Solvet saeclum in favilla
In favilla
Solvet saeclum in favilla
Teste David cum sibylla
Teste David cum sibylla
Dies irae, dies illa
Solvet saeclum in favilla


2. INMOST CRAVING

Rigorous Christ, sword bringer
Prince of Peace, my life's in pieces and I am in need
Reduce me now, I'm stubborn and blind
I am to die, take captive my mind
Drive the Truth deep in me, show your Way to my eyes
For of what use is this dark cold chaotic life?
Let the troubles of my heart ever fade in your embrace
Bring my focus to the whole of Who You are
Manifest yourself in me, that I may test my surroundings and discern falsity
Be not far from me
Spirit swallow spirit, consume and conform


3. FALLEN FROM THE FOLD

As a feather drifts in a silent flow of wind
Frail detached and wavering
Once rooted in the wing
Ever distant now
There were fakes among the flock
And so I disavowed
The pain became my guide but nowhere did it lead
Refusing to return, continuing to bleed
But could it be that I was just as fake as well
Could artificiality put me under spell
Or what was it that threatened so as to have me flee
That I could not withstand if I was such reality
Re-ignite, resurrect the vision and the dream
Set apart the pain from the proof of the Unseen


4. RECONCILED UNTO THE DIVINE

Stricken and weeping by old memory
Of the deep I came from and who I used to be
In the absolute centre, that sweet entity
Holy Ghost trig'ring thought so sharp lovingly
I am low, I am longing, I'm shamed and I'm grieved
To think time washed my mind of the mercy shown me
Drifting and dying a day at a time
As Satan would have it until I lose sight
Black streams laced over brain
In the depths of sleep I go until the sun rises again
Draw the poison out, I'm tired of dying
Life in you is rich, you are kickin' you are thriving
It is here in this place I am laid to my face
But will I give to you every moment and trace
I may say be it so, but may it be known
By the way of my walk as I reap what I sow


5. TRANSFUSION OF GRACE

My lunar eyelids close eclipsing the sun
My thoughts are a thousand I start to go numb
A surge of despair drawn in like a sponge
Collapsed to a crawl emotional plunge
A fickle trickle a chill down my spine
Sin reaping sorrow a killer refined
A victim of sorts as the body contorts
And I cry as I lie in the blood of the blind
...Your whisper comes soft as fur
Renewing my mind...
Entranced in the Spirit you run in my veins
Transfusion of Grace