1. THE SILENT MAN

Silence came crawling,
there is a man at the door.
In the absence of light
we merge with our shadows.

Rise and ride my friend,
together we'll bring on the end.

The water seems darker,
a scent of fear is in the air.
Eyes in every corner and
movements everywhere.

Heavy is the burden
and clouds roll in to rectify.
Step by step we falter
and all good things must die.

The door can't withstand his voice,
with heavy strides he enter.
Deliverance at last and he speaks
words from the dead.

Rise and ride my friend,
together we'll bring on the end.
Rise and ride my friend,
together we'll bring on the end.

We'll bring on the end!

In dreams I see what is
coming, wolves in man's clothing.
There is no escape for the meek,
the ground beneath them is eroding.


2. LAY YOUR HEAD TO REST

When sleep is your only refuge,
when shed tears are gone
lay your head to rest.

Lay your head to rest beside me!

When you are falling, falling,
when ghosts chant your name
lay your head to rest.

lay your head to rest and follow!

Let's set out for the horizon,
let's chase the sunrise.
We are the stars that
light up the sky.

And as I burn out you will
carry me as I carried you.
And as I burn out you will
carry me as I carried you.

When I lay my head to rest...


3. A DAWN TO FEAR

A dawn to fear,
feet  so cold and heavy.
The  rift divides,
separates light from dark.

A dawn to fear,
fists  raised in defiance.
The  morning breaks,
callous like a wave.

A  dawn to fear,
clouds dissolve
to spite the end
and to give praise.

We  are all her kin!

The skyline marks a border
to what never will return.
Rage keeps the fire burning,
the blood seals our bound

A dawn to fear,
cling on to the night.
A dawn to fear,
cling on to the night.

A dawn to fear...


4. NIGHTWALKERS

There is a fire in your voice,
there  is a fire.
There  is a fire in your voice,
there is a fire.

The river of light is running dry,
eyes  are burning, deceiving  the heart.
I hear howls from the northern dogs,
there  is a fire in their voices.

Crowned in colours of fall
and the setting sun in her hand.
I see children run towards dying light,
there  is a fire in her voice.

Dusk sets a tone,
reminds us of what is to come.
This night is a window,
we offer our admission and return home.

Dusk sets a tone,
reminds us of what is to come.
This night is a window,
we offer our admission and return home.

There is a fire in your voice,
there  is a fire.
There  is a fire in your voice,
there is a fire.


5. LIGHTS ON THE HILL

This land owns him
It  speaks through his bones
Deeper  cuts than any man could endure

Time is not his ally
Like water hollows out stone
Anger  sparks the will to see the world burn

A  pariah with a heavy heart
His vision is long gone
An  outcast doomed to wander alone
Under a pine his rage dances on

From afar, just a light on the hill
Until his hate rains down on them
An  answer summoned from all his might
Balls of fire and lightning that strikes
Death cannot break their bond


6. WE FEEL THE END

Break, break‚ break
We break the silence with our heartbeats
With our heartbeats

Sleep‚ sleep‚ sleep
Our eyes are shut, my hands are shaking
Bodies aching

We are
We are trying
We are
We are trying

Wake, wake‚ wake
As waves of fear come crashing down
All around us

Breathe, breathe, breathe
We feel the end is getting near
We are still here

We are
We are trying
We are
We are trying


7. INLAND RAIN

Black roots run through me like veins
Igniting fires
Delivering life
The night brings time to an end
Silence changes form
I return

At last words will be spoken with heart
In air they form the thoughts that they carry

Eyes of the forest
Stakes driven through frost
Stones are laid out
A circle for those who lost

My children will work this land
With devout hands
With harshness of mind

Stones are laid out
Stones are laid out

Here comes the rain
The falling sky
The hidden road
The direction home


8. THE FALL

Rise from your grave, bow  to her name,
Every  single word she speaks is golden
One drop of all nights I have wandered
Could fill your empty void

Close  that shallow gap
The  pain is a rebirth
Leave your empty skin to rot
Long  have you waited
The steps behind you decay into nothing

At the edge of your memory
A being that ceased to be
Rise  from your grave
Bow to her name

At the edge of your memory
A being that ceased to be
Rise from your grave
Bow to her name

In the fall came the rain
Flooded the fields
Cleansed what remained
With new eyes she appears
But I am no longer here