1. BLACKENED SKY

There were three ravens sitting on a tree,
An auld, twist'd Laokoon of wood
Or Christ on a distorted rood,
All three as black as they might be.

Branches they sat on hath grown spire-high,
Hollow and dry, but still defiant
As if some scrawny, formless giant
Reach'd all his arms to puncture the skye.

The roots, in turn, reach deeper down
Into mother earth's heart and bones,
Coil'd with flesh-eating conqueror worms
Form an inverted, chtonic crown.

O, nameless overseers, blacker than night!
Wisdom of aeons hath dwell'd in thy sight.
Thou hath beheld man's folly and might.


2. SICKNESS OF HUMANITY

Life after explosion when milions exist in one
Years last seconds
Lifeless vermin slowly approaching
Seduces inside
Inevitable fate they denied
No future in sight yet they believe
Disappointed
The sigh of failure in darkness
There's nothing to save
No salvation in the wake of denial
Sacred lies awake, illusions betray
Beyond life and existence
Irrelevant
In mourning and grief, in regret and tears
Obvious mistake by coincidence
Silent dance of frozen souls without faces
No words nor forgiveness
Only rememberance
Forever in sickness of humanity


3. POST-APOCALYPSE NOW

Imagine there's no heaven.
It's easy if you look around.
Humans have unleashed hell to walk the earth.
The fire raids the sky.

There are no countries, nor cities.
Nuclear wrath has crushed the fragile construction of social agreements.
No law, no justice, no order.
Kill or get killed.

Just look at all the people
Dying in the streets...


4. WHEN THE SUN BECOMES BLACK

(Instrumental)


5. WASTELAND BLUES

This is the dead land
This is cactus land
Here the stone images
Are raised, here they receive
The supplication of a dead man's hand
Under the twinkle of a fading star.
Is it like this
In death's other kingdom
Waking alone
At the hour when we are
Trembling with tenderness
Lips that would kiss
Form prayers to broken stone


6. HOLLOW GROUND

Darkness...
Rain falling from the sky...
In eternal silence...
Mutual tones of endless symphony...
Thunder lightning up the sky...
Rotten leaves on wet grass...
Silent whisper of nature...
Empty hole in the middle of the forest...
Surrounded by forgotten trees...
Dry branches stretched toward the ground...
Dead roots entwining the coffin...
Old cracked wood...
No mourners... No wail...
Only nature's tears falling on the hollow ground...