1. MOMENTS

Deep within me dwells a flawless persona
Deep within you lives a ghost
How many times have we emptied these mirrors?
Our moments are all but lost
Golden and red are our dreams of the future
The present neglected and dim
Memories cry out in attempts to find shelter
In lives moving on without cause

And in denial we try
To find those perfect moments
Nurture them with lies
Feel them grow and flourish in our minds
Trust in all these moments
And raise them to the skies
Love what's lost and hate what we've become

Blurred and oblique is our staggering existence
In fear for what's next we delight
Blindfolded masses on shores by the ocean
The whips on our backs ever cracks
Masterful doctrines make perfect excuses
To slave without thought or regret
But memories remain of the seconds we treasured

So we desperately try
To find those perfect moments
Nurture them with lies
Feel them grow and flourish in our minds
Trust in all these moments
And raise them to the skies
Love what's lost and hate what we've become

Is this a moment that we'll leave behind?
Is this a moment that we've lost?
How can we tell?

And we remember our love
And we remember our loved ones
And we remember our lives
And we recall how it was to live

Still we find those perfect moments
Nurture them with lies
Feel them grow and flourish in our minds
Trust in all these moments
And raise them to the skies
Love what's lost and hate what we've become


2. THE DAY WE DREAD

Lost are days of guilt and rage
Of bitter black and grey
A welcome to tomorrow
The soft caress of fate
Hidden in our past
Distorted thoughts and dreams
Visions of disaster
Tremors we hold dear

Why are we prisoners?
What deeds remain to seek?
When will the rainbow break apart?

Then we face the final blight
When the morning murders night
Ravaged minds in blissful light
Words of vermillion spread
When comes the day we dread

Feel the stench of solitude
Of apathy and truth
Engraved within the voices
Within the the silent cries
Hidden from our view
Disfigured shapes protrude
Figures forged by madness
To seal this withering tomb

And we face our inner blight
When we mourn this murder's night
Ravaged flesh beyond our sight
Floods of vermillion bled
Comes now the day we dread

Chaos violently churning
These crimson stains will remain
Collapsing the world as we sleep
The promise we never could keep
See what our place has become
See what our future will hold
See what our actions has brought
See how we wither away
See how we wither to dust
See us reduced to a memory

We aim our screams into the light
And feel the terror of its might
Ravaged souls torn from the night
Tears of vermillion shed
On this the day we dread

Come the dead
We join the dead


3. HARVEST OF THE END

A new black sun sets the earth afire
All dreams so cherished they wither away
Feeding our hunger with endless desire
We struggle on our silent throats run dry

A world enslaved as the black liquid flows
All chanting the curse that calls out our end
Dust fills the sky and hot winds blow
We're left to nothing in this tainted world

Silent cries from all unborn children
Searing our flesh to ash
Siren cries of our souls
Ignored and detached

Blackened hearts scream as life takes its very final course
All shades of colour devoured and replaced with pain

The empire of our last days built
Neglect ran it's course until our last breath
We buried our heads in the sand escaping the guilt
So make no mistake, we're ending

Blackened hearts scream as life takes its very final course
All shades of colour devoured and replaced with pain
The darkened skies will consume us all without remorse
As this charcoal abyss is feasting on the harvest of our end

A new black sun sets the earth afire
All dreams so cherished they wither away
Feeding our hunger with endless desire
We struggle on our silent throats run dry

Silent cries from all unborn children
Searing our flesh to ash
Siren cries of our souls
Ignored and detached

Blackened hearts scream as life takes its very final course
All shades of colour devoured and replaced with pain
The darkened skies will consume us all without remorse
As this charcoal abyss is feasting on the harvest of our end


4. THE RESURRECTION OF DR. EPHRAIM ANARIUS DRAKE

Rising up, once again
With a dark hollow stare
A fallen angel rising
A grim destiny to resurrect

And hell spat me out to carve
The word of dread into innocent flesh

I know what's been done
And I, I know what we'll become
Deep within me lives a ghost
Vengeful for a world gone wrong

And hell spat me out to carve
A world of dread in innocent flesh

I love what's lost and I hate, hate what I've become
I've murdered my past, the future its all the same
I love what's lost and I hate, hate what I've become
I've murdered my past, the future its all the same

Yeah, Listen to the sound of my blade
An escape from all this pain
All this pain

I love what's lost and I hate, hate what I've become
I've murdered my past, the future its all the same
I love what's lost and I hate, hate what I've become
I've murdered my past, the future is all the same

A world to Ashes
This day we join the dead
Welcome the day we dread