1. THE ESSENTIAL COMPONENTS OF MISERY

Awaken, despise the beauty of the dawn
Only once again to join with chaos
Choking, smothering all that I am
I'm drowning in the tides of slavery
Slavery with the illusion of freedom

Giant herds of men that spread across the lands
Devouring, devastating all in sight
The freedom of past now gone
Now drones, bio-machines

The birth of digital flesh
Cloaked in digital appendages
I suffer so, a bygone product of my race
Am I truly outdated or are my eyes open wide?
While the rest suffer, blinded and unaware

Forced by the strong
Submerge my will, conform
The inevitable truth
The reshaping of our existence
I long for the afterlife


2. ETERNITY...

(Instrumental)


3. FORGONE

Far from the woes of earth
Lived a deity
Hitherto a stranger to calamity

Still, no heart is immune to love
And fate chose a worldly creature
To charm our young God

The Gods took heed
Masters of creation
Were filled with fury

No God could halt such passion
No power could forestall such zeal
I defy thee, rulers of the universe
I condemn eternity without her

At last... Liberty
A divine pariah
Stripped of Immorality
Seeking comfort in the realm
Of the mortals

Eyes glisten with passion
Her touch confirms
A gesture of tenderness
A single nignt they spent
Entwined in one last embrace

Awakened by wrath...

Lo the stench of death filled the place
Darkness enshrouds them
As Gods cast their vengeance
Silence govers over
Moment drear and sick
She lays dying
Still graceful as night
Elegant as fall...

Cries unanswered
Orisons unrequited
I cease endeavors
And ponder my escape...
Death comes at last
What is mayhem for man
Is merely solace for me


4. ABLAZE THE WHEEL TURNS

Global Incestuous death
Creating the destroyer
Destroying the creator

A hunger for flesh
Both in lust and death.
Suicidal plague body
Fucking its way to self-destruction.
For all it knows,
All it sees,

Selfish backs are turned.
As lust wells up,
The suffering of the new
to come matters not.

A lover, a parent, a child
Turned upon itself.
Murder suicide.
Born to turn upon itself.


5. DESPONDENCY IN CRESCENDO

Hope flickers, dying on the horizon
And a felicity renders into oblivion
A fantasy...

Frozen in time
A prisoner inside my own self
Locked within the walls of my own disgrace

Tears linger under my skin
A fusion of pride and fear
A blend oа serenity and resentment

The want to flee consumes me
The urge to succumb eats its way
Through a brawn, weakened by seclusion

In my utter gloom, I glance death
My seductress, my enchantress
I felt life closing in on me
Smothering, suffocating me

Tis unfeasible to escape the bitterness of life
I felt life closing in on me
And I tasted death with delight

Ne'er will I dwell...


6. TIME FEEDS THESE WOUNDS

A constant reoccurrence awakens my suffering
My existence servitude to trauma
As a time lapsed world carries on
Reality became my nightmare
This dwelling despair suffocates my soul
I battle this doleful ever dawn behind masquerade
These limbs are pulled by threads from times past
Like a puppet, my actions play out my suffering
These bleak eyes witness to terror
Crimson tears will stain these cheeks
My tragedy engraved in my skin
Oh to embrace a new day, the suns warmth
I am cold and prisoner to my filthy regrets
It is said that time heals all wounds
Time had only fed this wound
The rusty rapier succumbs to my wrath
"Bleed me for I am poisoned"


7. HAIR OF THE BEAST

The king and queens in golden towers
Men of God, Children of Demons
Beggars and threadbare pariahs
United under the lure of one poison

Nearer to death at every breath,
And yet we work each day
To by night play a twisted game,
And dissolve what years had built.

Awaken from the cure in a shroud of errors
In sickness, yet the torment of past remains.
No ease, but one less night to live.
So look to the future and the poison again.

Hair of the beast that plagues us

Destroy memories of pain with
Warped euphoria ever forgotten
And when we come to our end
All that remains is sickness.


8. FROM ANCESTRAL LANDS

My primeval eyes shielded from fear
All truth and vision was blinded, lost
The early years, the lost years
The link to the ancestral plain
Now I wonder, and I wander

I journey through strange corridors
Of mirrors distorted reflections
Crossing paths of unfamiliar memories
Doors closed on rooms
Never again entered
Sadness grasps hold
Longing for this lost part of me
Something now unknown
And only the end now
Will reveal the secrets
That I long for, how I long for