1. INTRO

(Instrumental)


2. APORIA

We are here to yell
About these things which can't let you sleep
Doubts that stop halfway
Dark rifts which float us

This is not the world we expected
They're not the people they were supposed to be
Something must have been disturbed
Something, that torments, can't let you forget

We are here to torment
Fueling that emptiness burning inside you
To shake the base of your ignorance
To make the existence so much painful

From the frontier of existence the horde is coming
We're carrying doubt and fear
We'll tear the world from the pretense
Terrify the existence together with us

This is not the world we expected
They're not the people they were supposed to be
Something must have been disturbed
Something, that torments, can't let you forget


3. BEFORE HER MAJESTY

The ash marks exhalation of my whisper
Where and whether the boundlessness has its own maze?
In a web of melancholia I will become mute
I'll pay tribute through my silence to The Black Lady who surrounded me with prison

Melancholia! l'm your another love affair
Written by mist whispered to the Gods
Melancholia! In your embraces...
I will slide down to my knees

But we are all trapped in the reflection with no purpose
In misty depths my spirit is struggling

Melancholia! l'm your another love affair
Written by mist whispered to the Gods
Melancholia! In your embraces...
I will slide down to my knees

I won't find myself beyond myself
I fall down in the grave which is you
In the cemetery which is me
And which will be covered by the mourning mist

Melancholia! l'm your another love affair
Written by mist whispered to the Gods
Melancholia...


4. SWALLOW HOLE

I fell into the night
From it's bottom
Everywhere is too far
Every man is the shred of darkness

I fell into the night
It's cold as death
We keep silent in mourning
I won't fall asleep and I won't wake up

l fell into the night
This is where the light dies
Stray moments perish
The ticking of clocks become deaf

l fell into the night
I became the brood of darkness
I speak the language of it's silence
I breathe the clouds of it's void

I fell into the night
It opened beneath me
And found me
When I was looking for the rest


5. THE RIPPED ORBITS

You are the moon to which my soul howls,
In the dark sky you outline the constellation.
Through my desires l wanna fly up there
Where the light's burning which you reflect
How can travel to orbits ordeep gloom?
How can read the pattern of the stars?

From the empty space l'm hearing calling
My desires will explode with the Supernova
In a black hole of veracity l persevere
Till I won't hear your calling from the empty space

Come down clothed in gauzy raiments of the light
Cause I want ascend in this sky
My Beatrix, can you take me there?
We will burn together
We will get to the frontier of existence
Where eternity has colour ofemptiness

From the empty space l'm hearing calling
My desires will explode with the Supernova
In a black hole of veracity l persevere
Till I won't hear your calling from the empty space

Until...
I won't hear your calling..
From the empty space (the empty space)...
The empty space


6. STATES OF MATTER

The crowd is washing me from the filth of my intimacy
In it's wires and streams I rinse my conscience
Their looks scrub for bright and shining gloss
What is invariable and baptism won't etch

Sometimes I want to be a human with no face
Sometimes I want to be human with no inside
Sometimes I want to be without characteristic
A container which fills the essence of crowd
A drink taken from the stream of life Ennobling in God's vineyards

The constancy and changeability but never unity
Focus and disperse never union
Loneliness is the shore which is waiting for the high tide
A rising tide rushing towards the land

Sometimes I want to be a human with no face
Sometimes I want to be human with no inside
Sometimes I want to be without characteristic
A container which fills the essence of crowd
A drink taken from the stream of life Ennobling in God's vineyards

The constancy and changeability but never unity
Focus and disperse never union
Loneliness is the shore which is waiting for the high tide
A rising tide rushing towards the land


7. ORIGINS OF DOOM

Whenever I hear a sound
I fear its source
what if, its the same old curse
which left me uncertain forever

Please, make it stop
I can't handle it once more
this is the worst of all
the origins of doom (we fall...)

Before the legacy of dawn
where all the sight is blured
and all the sound is blank
We are begging for the end

Please, make it stop
I can't handle it once more
this is the worst of all
the origins of doom (we fall...)

At the gates of darkness
with no chance to get back.
Once again, I fell so hopeless
the void, is calling for fare.
The silent rapture
is all we get from the graveyard
of life and beauty which is lost.

Please, make it stop
I can't handle it once more
this is the worst of all
the origins of doom (we fall...)

As we pass the gate
we can see the end
which flutters afar off.
As I close my eyes
I realize, that I'm alone.

Shattered, torn out from life
hostile shadows on the horizon.
I see them coming close
to end my journey once for all.

I start to recognise this scene
all the emptiness,
overwhelming feeling of being dead.
This round blinding form
spinning over my head,
these creatures
pointing towards doom.
Where are they heading?
Why am I here?
There's noone to ask,
the plot is over
FOR ME

This is the origin of doom,
This is the border or life,
This is the way to eternity,
This is the end.

This is the story of a fallen soul
The diary of myself
I do not wish anyone this kind of fate.

But we are not blessed
to choose it's shape and time.