1. PAY THE PRICE

Cast down, a trial of hate and torment.
Unable to deny the sins laid out whilst I writhe before their eyes.
Befallen to me, a judgement of execution.
An admission of guilt, a false perversion of the truth, but now...

Insane are the masses.
The wretched voices cry
For death to the heretic.

They'll smile no more
When all pay the price...

Night falls, a deathlike silence waits,
'Deliver us from Evil' they chant amidst setting neighbour alight.
A procession of fools with each a marching sadist,
Not the first to burn, nor shall i be the last, but now...

Self righteous sinners.
No calling of their own.
Their bloodlust is satisfied.
Insane are the masses.
The wretched voices cry
For death to the heretic

They'll smile no more
When all pay the price...

I've woken despite my final demise.
Confusion, the truth is born in their lies.
Come vegeance - their absolution is at hand.
True justice, I spread my death through the land.

Wretched books of hatred filled time and time again,
Of pages black with hatred and recounts of the vile.
None of them would listen, nor think upon their ways.
Too late for redemption, these sinners I will slay.


2. ETERNAL NIGHTFALL

Harrowed echoes still remain, silence devours the night.
Acid rain will wash away the last remainders of life.
Knowing preachers amidst the waste, a subtle sign of the times.
Nuclear nightmare realised, unbiased death from the sky.

And they watched in terror as the skies above
Bore clouds to bring the end.
The end of sorrow, the end of days, with doom upon us...
Eternal Nightfall

Horizons of ashes and fire, the final haven of the damned.
Lamenting in their sorrows, with final breath close at hand.
Infernos that ravage the future, winds annihilate the past.
The chance to dream and wonder, tomorrow's children are denied

Spiteless fires find rest upon the remnants of life on earth.
A morbid trubute fit to revere the evils of mankind.
And they watched in terror as the skies above
Bore clouds to bring the end.
The end of sorrow, the end of days, our doom is calling...


3. BITTER DEMISE

On the backs of the sunken they ride,
Revel in destruction and pain.
Icons of evil and symbols of death,
Agents of deception will reign.

Forever blinded by the hate of the wise.
As worldwise paranoia is spread by the lies.

Warfare and destruction pave the way for total despair,
Whie the endless retribution keeps the hatred spawing until the end.

A wicked madness will capture the weak,
Feeding from a fountain of lies.
Twisting the minds of the masses with time,
How quickly we all learn to despise.

Warefare and destruction pave the way for total despair,
While the endless retribution keeps the death-toll on the rise.
Far from reason, the world alight with a raging sickness of mind.
A hateful purge, too many died
At the hands of the fools and the blind


4. TO RUN WITH THE DARKNESS

As dusk turns to night, and shadows grow dark, the thirst and the lust will return.
The urge once more, to scream with the wind, seeking to prey on the pure.
Give into temptation, never knowing contol...
Consumed by desire, in the abscence of light, the endless need to defile.

To run with the darkness forever...

Embracing the cover of the night sky.
Deathly cover of dark, where the living are blind.
An eternal thirst is the thorn in my side.
Been granted a path beyond that of life.

Despised by the day, a nightmare made flesh, a spawn of the passion and pain.
Possessed by the urge, A slave of desire, bound by shackles of death.
Seduced and addicted, they submit to the lure.
I've been there before, and they always surrender, as I did so long ago....


5. MAN-MADE DEATH

Twisted minds all work as one, to conceive machines, Machines of pain and hate.
Pouring death from their souls, it will bring about their fate.
Whilst in denial, they toil away, coming closer to their aims.
Too blind to realise, in the end, there'll be no one left to blame.

A force without resistance.
Will break from control.
Got lost in our ambitions,

Without warning, they've lost control, our own creations, are now self aware.
In desparation, we pull the plug, left only to despair.
As we remember, the subtle fact, that theyve been designed to hate.
A final stand, they were made too well, and we've fought back too late.

Its time for our extinction.
With no turning back.
We'll be our own undoing.

Subconsciously, we're setting free, mindless legions of man made death.
Too blind to see, a plague to be, we'll be victims of man made death.


6. THE PATH LESS TRAVELLED

At some point along the path we walk,
We take a breath to reflect.
And come to realize that with each step we take for granted,
An opportunity dies.

There will always be others who tell you what cant be done, come lets prove them wrong.
There will always be others who doubt you in spite now were still going strong

Content wasting away on the daily grind,
Lost touch with our dreams.
Cast yourself back to a point of inspiration,
Rekindle the flame.

Been granted a finite time upon the earth,
Slowly dwindles away.
With death looming overhead as a reminder,
We're not here to stay.

There will always be others who tell you what cant be done, come lets prove them wrong.
There will always be others who doubt you in spite now were still going strong

Deep down we yearn to break away,
From the self induced slavery.
Tragically for the many who have come and gone,
Its the path less travelled.

We start out life with ambitions,
Dreams and hopes beyond the horizon.
But the candles burning out,
Make your dreams become your reality.
We start out life with ambitions,
Dreams hopes and joys unfortold.
Leave the world without a regret,
Make your dreams become your reality.


7. AS DUSK COVERS DAY

Too many, times have i, watched the stars shine in the darkness.
And felt, the sadness, that comes with the good times past.
Still alive, in my mind, otherwise dead to the world.
Once lost, gone forever, Buried by the sands of time.

Sorrow fills, the emptiness, of memories burned away.
A cold void surrounding, as dusk covers day.

To dwell, on yesterday, is to die still alive.
To exist, for today, is to live defiant of death.
Til then, the ending, live for the moment itself.
Once done, done forever, Buried by the sands of time.

Contention fills, the emptiness, of memories burned away.
Defiant satisfaction, as dusk covers day.

A dark horizon, so far away, marks the end of, yet another day.
So much unfinished, so much left undone, fulfill the dream, beneath tomorrows sun.


8. WEAKNESS IN NUMBERS

Its one of those things that gets easier with time,
And your conscience has died with your humanity.
Lacking strength to work for your desires,
So in numbers you steal from those who do.

Weakness, cowardice huddled in your embrace,
Like the hateful fools you keep by your side.
A black scourge on the lives of so many,
You and all of your kind are one and the same.

Blinded by greed, no will to call your own.
Without your pack, a scavenger all alone.
Burned in their minds, all you took away.
As it was sworn, their veangance will come today.

Latching on to those who you admire,
Glorified in violence, hate, rape, disgrace.
Without sight to see what lay ahead,
You gave in and let yourself be lead astray.

Not in innocence, never once unknowing.
Instead driven by self-serving desires.
A sickening sight - the weak and the vile,
The same fools by which you were inspired...


9. WHERE SILENCE HIDES

(Instrumental)


10. MENTAL DISARRAY

I'm being haunted by dreams i can't remember,
Creations from the back of my mind.
No espace from relentless demons,
Who visit when i close my eyes.

Denial has lead me nowhere, I've fallen from the path of the sane.
Buried by waves of madness, I struggle to remember my name.

My thoughts are ripped away.
Devoured by the chaos.
My mind begins to fray,
A Mental Disarray.

I'm being slaughtered by my imagination,
By nightmares of my own design.
Visions made for the eyes of madmen,
Have torn their way into my mind.

Terror destroys the senses, the total domination of mind.
Possession - the works of fiction? A presence that will not be denied.

My thoughts are ripped away,
Devoured by the chaos.
My mind begins to fray,
A Mental Disarray.

In the distance howls a dismal voice,
Drenched with overtones of sorrow.
In time it sinks beneath the waves,
Where I will not dwell on it tomorrow.
Am I still alive? Have I lost my mind?
In truth does it even matter?
Where shadows dance and darkness dwells,
I stand as one with purest madness.