1. VISIONER

A whole deep water lies in front of me, leaving now again
The mighty Ocean waits for me, I fall in love again
Once the Northern star is gleaming, no more time to act
The unknown venture’s calling me, open ways to bed
Spicy regions, endless innocence, fear of hope is dead
Delusive stones and dreadful enemies want me to be back
(so) I go on board
Longing to be there.

Rhyme of the waves, set me free!
Gulls on the sky, bring me pride!
Gales all around, sour my ship!
Thou are me, fly with wings so far!

Beyond these foams
Splendid scenes
The Elder Oak yarns.

Neptun’s voice
Deceitful face
Grand am I! Weigh me! Weigh me!

Felon obscurity captures my spirit
Heavy driftage pushes me into insanity.

But once I remember the pictures remain!
Construct your conception, blessed are the rains!


2. COLD WINDS - A DREAM VISION

Whole night I feel my pain and drifting with my own
Reflections, all burnt out
Tales from the dark I open, by tempting hollow
The Art of slumber dies
But once a leaden swish sound, disturbing night slide
The way you’re looking at me

I did not ask for this
Rage is eating me up
Driven by cold winds
Still no move, no stop

Those frantic clouds are shading far beyond
Deception overloaded, curtains up

When the pain is real and motionless and heavy
And the scream is back to paint me black to perform his own sorrow

Leave me now until I wake up from
The mordant pain of the sweetest dream of all

1 2 Hungry people


3. DEVIL'S ON HIS WAY

We all thought he's never gonna come,
and now guess what! This is the day!
You all can start to pack things up,
‘coz Devil's on his way.
Of course, there's no-where to run
and you'll all die anyway.
Hand in hand we're going to hell,
‘coz Devil comes this way.

Watch the words you say,
Devil's on his way.
We're not made of clay,
Devil's here to slay.

For years and years, servants of god
tried hard to hide the truth.
And you all who lived by lies
will now feel being fools.

How embarrassing...
Oh, so frustrating...
Feeling retarded??!
Aaaaaa........

........aaaaall you lambs of god!
It's time to listen up!
Oh, no, it's too late,
I believe you're fucked!

No matter what they say,
Devil's on his way.
At the end you all will pay.
Devil’s on his way.

Well, well... isn't it me again?
Come with trust, confess your sins.
In no other way I would be so pleased...

No matter what they say,
Devil's on his way.
We're not made of clay,
Devil's here to slay.

What the hell? - Well, sure it is!
We've finally come to this.
Sit back and relax while watching
Earth Mother blown to bits.
-What were these? - Oh, just memories
flashing through your eyes...
Say goodbye to all once you loved,
(Prince of Darkness comes to rise.)

How embarrassing...
Oh, so frustrating...
Feeling retarded??!

All you lambs of god!
It's time to listen up!
Oh, no, it's too late,
I believe you're fucked!
All you lambs of god!
It's time to listen up!
Oh, no, it's too late,
I believe you're ...fucked!

No matter what they say,
Devil's on his way.
Sit your ass and pray,
Devil's on his way.
We ain't here to play,
Devil's on his way.
At the end you all will pay.
Devil’s on his way.


4. TSS - TOXIC SHOCK SYNDROME

As darkness creeps over my forest, and the great heavens are lit by the stars
As the deepless lakes’re boiling like my vein, I awake and rise into the night

Under the sky where chaos rises, may my wolves start howling again

Like the tide, shadows flow towards the night
The winds are crying, ice-cold tears fly with the gust

Too long I've suffered, many years have passed, since I’ve drunk from the moonlight
You have revealed your cowardly weak heart, you said you’d live forever, you couldn't die

I will be marching under the great flag of dominion and hate, you shall see it!

For those who died under the banner of mine.
My art of death is fuckin' infernal.

My grief, my pain has gone forever, your flesh is my feast, your sorrow - my frenzy
Come, come, come, why aren't you with me? Why don't you join this great blood orgy?
Your lips, Your limbs, no rest for you, holy! Decay and wine, filth with energy.
Your voice, your sound irritates me so, too long you've been dull, I’ve become bored.

Many of your true kind died from your treachery.
When you’ll be fine enough to change I'll be dancing with you forever

May the greatest lord, may time heal in due time
May our romance be resurrected through the ancients.

Break down all the conventional walls, kill the low, create your own wonder
Bring chaos to your world and give me the chance to convert


5. BLACK SAVAGE

People tend to hate that they must fear.
Strong is the urge: (to) destroy the beast that’s near.
They join forces up in town;
Children, women, men, then starts the hunt. It’s…

so much different,
bears no innocence.
Object of ridiculed,
denied intelligence.

An outcast animal,
anti-artificial,
threat to the aboriginal,
a nameless violence.

A vile atrocity,
accused of sodomy,
a walking leprosy
from outer ’barf city’.

Dreadful anarchy,
dirty fantasy.
It’s what you’re looking for:
a raging metaphor.

They stab it with pitchforks and cut off its hair
For driving the people to helpless despair.
They wipe that Belzebub’s smile off of its face,
Drag its corpse back to the ’aryan race’.
They spit on its body, blast all that remained,
Burn its ’fine’ skin, oh, the evil is slayed.
They’re free from the creep, now they’re free from the sin.
Never in this town! The devil’s not in… Ahh!

Black is the savage and dark was the past.
Finally all people can halt and have rest.
Protect the children, don’t give ’em the chance.
The spirit of the savage will not rise again. No!


6. WEIRD CONSTELLATIONS

(Instrumental)


7. THE ANGEL AND THE DARK RIVER

Each day in my short life I used to play with the cold waves.
The dark river deep in the forest has shown me the death of thousands.
I had an angel who was bold enough to chain me, bite me, torture me with
immortal flames.
Each day in my short life I used to chase imaginations:
deep under the cold waves the empty air sank drowning;
I wish I had an angel who was bold enough to lift me out
gently, slowly and give my hope back to me.

Under the funeral moon, when the light was fucking shy,
I saw her hiding near the mightiest stream under the black sky.
I gave her my hand and we started to run on an invisible Road,
which was cloaked by the rustling shadows of the lunar world.
The forest narrowed more and more, and hidden looks followed our tremble.
I was amazed by the Road’s impenetrable, gloomy sight,
and I crushed her stiff hands in frenzy and with might.
The frozen winds stroke her feverous sweating face,
and the blinded shades ran about her long, dark hair.
The vast trees whispered mysterious words –
It’s been a long time since I’ve heard those fucking words.
Suddenly she laughed wholehearted, and sang me a love-song to make me shiver.
Then we marched together hand in hand. Nature sang of our victory
- a triumphal song - to the wild trees of the ancient forest spirits.

-I’m ashamed, but my legs are getting tired, and I don’t really know
why we are going so fast, why, why?

The fathomless darkness of the road became dreadful space
she wanted to hold me back and cried out in love and fear.
I looked into her eyes and another tempest striked me again
and I started to run after the horrible, instructable riddle.
She’d appear again – under the waves – if she did not follow my escape.


8. RAVEN

(Instrumental)


9. SO MUCH TO SAY... SO I RATHER TELL NONE

Now you fool turn blind
Behind the curtains I’m not gonna turn out the inside
All your strings are gone
Why do you think that silence will break into particles
Alone in the dark contemplate on your life in a fairy tale
Down

Once again my misery
A vicious circle, tragedy
So much more and go insane
What the hell? It’s me again.

Pull the strings from all behind
Your face is back, your face is mine
Chaos is in motion now
Wake up, it’s your sacrifice!

Long ago I hear the flow of my echoes
Wondering why they are untold

My words cry out so much loud for sorrow
Down in my mind I still fight my own sorrow

My words are running on stolen trains
They’re more than joy, they’re modern pain
Of all that ruin and misery
Those empty words howl back at me


10. FAKE

All, what’s peaceful and pleasant
Stabbing the mind
Crowded spaces affecting
Facing the mirror with time

Show me more of the cynic
Flashing delight
Clouded minds do the panic
Colours are shifting to white

Sweet harmony pretended
Open your eyes
The body and the soul are infected
Echoes are killing around

Love is in the air!
Je voudrais la faire...
Love is in the air!
Everybody dancin’...

I think you’re all the same
I tried to love you all
Now I’m here again
And I’ve lost control

I find it all insane
You and I, we know
We’re floating down the strain
You tell me where I go

I think you ought to leave
The one who’s never sure
I want us to turn pure

I think you ought to break
The one who has no heart
I think you should call me a fake

I want to muten your throat with my joy shot to kill
New life won’t born on your lips, love steals urges to thrill
Tu ne m’aides changer le passé en or... no more.


11. GUESS, I'M DYING

I'm too tired of being tired/tied
I'm too sick of being sick
Days drown, Dawn is an animal riot
Something feels like Nothing

I'm too bored of being bored
I'm too empty of being worn
Night won't sleep, she's getting old
I'm too used of being born

Reason cuts my Flying
Guess, I'm dying