1. PROLOGUE

(Instrumental)


2. NEVERBLOOM

A single tear from the elms of emptiness
falls to stain the cracked earth.
The soil breathes one final
desperate breathe of life.

Tiny budding flowers
and colours of joy,
and hope explode from
the water bead.

Undying, undimming,
before shattering to dust.
Shattering to dust!

These woods have no memory
of the touch of sun or the smell of dew.
And all I can hear through the
deafening silence are the moaning trees.

It was morrow
who cursed this place.
Now cheerless and stagnant
it screams in the night.

So we hearken the cries
from the heart of the wood!

I linger on in doubt,
darkness comes early down here.
Wishing upon ages,
these flowers will someday bloom.

I'd wait here forever
just to see these flowers bloom.
They never bloom!

You fucking betrayed us!
In these woodlands we wove,
dreaming amidst the groves.

Morrow, no one could stop us,
although now the orchards
no longer grow.

So I'll reclaim
the throne of woe!

I'm starting to count
the stars by myself,
this winter is eating
away at my soul.

I'll always remember the day
I was stabbed in the back.
Stabbed in the back!

I'll always remember the day
I was stabbed in the back.
Stabbed in the back!

Just like teardrops,
the limbs of the dying trees
began to fall one by one.

Just like teardrops,
the limbs of the dying trees
began to fall, now let me sleep.

Let me sleep in this
garden that never blooms.

A single tear from the elms of emptiness
falls to stain the cracked earth.
The soil breathes one final
desperate breathe of life.

Tiny budding flowers
and colours of joy,
and hope explode from
the water bead.

Undying, undimming,
before shattering to dust.
Shattering to dust!

These woods have no memory
of the touch of sun or the smell of dew.
And all I can hear through the
deafening silence are the moaning trees.

So here I will
wait for the spring,
in the garden of tears.

If you listen in the night,
you hearken the cries
from the heart of the wood.

And so here I will wait
until my last dying days.
Wishing upon ages,
these flowers will someday bloom.

I'd wait here forever
just to see these flowers bloom.
They never bloom!

I'd wait here forever
just to see these flowers bloom...


3. MORROW (WEAVER OF DREAMS)

You brought me back
to these darkened dreams!

I must reweave,
just leave me here
at the roof of the world.

All the way up here
where the stars never sleep,
we could live forever
and no one could stop us.

And all those perfect moments,
they fell like raindrops.
Now follow me to
the heart of the wood.

We're the ones in your dreams,
pulling strings in your mind,
and we scheme when you sleep,
through the shadows of time.

We exist in your thoughts,
the ones no one can find.
We remain in the hearts of the young
and the tears from the sky.

You brought me back
to the darkness within.
Buried in the depths of the elms,
locked beneath the earth.

We've been here before!
Do you remember what I said
to you all those years ago.

Some day you'll forget me
and all that will be left
are the fragments of our dreams.

And those tiny,
perfect moments
where time stood still.

We're the ones in your dreams,
pulling strings in your mind,
and we scheme when you sleep,
through the shadows of time.

We exist in your thoughts,
the ones no one can find.
We remain in the hearts of the young
and the tears from the sky.

You brought me back!
In my dying dreams
is endless sleep.

Just leave me here
at the roof of the world!


4. ELEGIES

I would have showed you
the world as it was in my dreams.
I would have dropped everything!

And for those nights
where we wept for the moon.
I would have died for the spring!

I found myself
at the roots of the elms,
singing songs to the birds
and wishing this day would never end.

But it did!
These dreams
came cascading.

Down in a stream of fond
memories and lost hope
and at the end of it all.

At the end of it all
is only a teardrop to remember you by.
A keepsake from the birds,
an elegy for what we could have shared.

These words will last forever,
I'll dream our memories away.
Just to make you feel
something for me again.

These words will last forever,
I'll dream our memories away.
Just to make you hurt,
just to make you feel my pain.

There is a warmth from the earth,
and the touch of my fingertips
are like droplets,
making ripples on the surface.

I cherish the moment
my heart sank to the
floor of the ocean.

I cherish the moment
my heart sank to the
floor of the ocean.

We could have been so much more.
We could have laughed, and cried,
and dreamed our nights away...

So much more!
So much more!

I'll keep singing songs
to the birds until you return,
and for every time I lost myself.

There is a warmth from the earth,
and the touch of my fingertips
are like droplets,
making ripples on the surface.

At the end of it all
is only a teardrop to remember you by.
A keepsake from the birds,
an elegy for what we could have shared.

These words will last forever,
I'll dream our memories away.
Just to make you feel
something for me again.

These words will last forever,
I'll dream our memories away.
Just to make you hurt,
just to make you feel my pain.


5. MAELSTROM

Beyond these forgotten shores
of baleful unrelenting torture,
the sky has shattered,
pouring its tears into oblivion.

And washing away
its unending paradox
as it crumbles into exile,
piece by piece.

Piece by piece!

Plunged into darkness
by the undertow of the maelstrom.
slowly, piece by piece,
forever forgotten.

Take me away from here!
I will slip away,
watch me disappear.
The maelstrom consumes me,
an eternity frozen in time.

Pulled beneath
the deepest depths
where I was always meant to be,
forever lost.

I've found my home
far from the grips of time,
with the faces of desertion
wandering the depths of expulsion.

With the faces of desertion,
far from the grips of time.
With the faces of desertion,
I have found my home.

I've found my home
where no light can reach!

The day when the only sounds
are those soft whispers
that no one else can hear.

Comforting me,
I'll smile my way away
to my darkest days.

Beyond these forgotten shores of endless
sadness and torturous sorrow.
The sky has shattered,
crying into constant uncertainty.

And washing away
its perpetual torment
as it crumbles into exile,
piece by piece.

Piece by piece!

Plunged into darkness
by the undertow of the maelstrom.
Forgotten, piece by piece,
forever and ever.

Take me away from here!
I will slip away,
watch me disappear.
The maelstrom consumes me,
an eternity frozen in time.

An eternity frozen in time,
frozen in time!

I've found my home
beneath the depths.
I've found my home
where I can dream
all these days away.

I've found my home
beneath the depths.
I've found my home
where I can dream
all these days away.

It was perfect
from the first day,
we stood and watched as
the ocean opened up
and swallowed the sun.

Swallowed the sun!


6. OCEANS OF EMPTINESS

Take me away from here!
I will slip away,
watch me disappear...


7. THE WELL

The well so dark and cold,
it beckons me in the night.
The whispers, can you hear it?
They follow me, can you hear it?

Down the abyss I fell
where I found my sinking face
and drowned myself.

The well with its mouth of tears,
it whispers to me in the night.
This darkness is far too familiar,
it's pulling me down.

It's pulling me down!

Down the well I will wait,
I sank for days just to forget my name.
I forgot my fucking face,
I left it at the bottom of the well.

The well so dark and cold,
it beckons me in the night.
This darkness is far too familiar,
it's pulling me down.

I want out,
let me out!

I can't feel my sinking face,
I left it at the bottom of the well.
I smiled when I drowned myself,
down the well I'll stay.


8. WEEPING WASTELANDS

I am your fucking end,
you will tremble at my feet.

Bringer of pain and suffering!
Hatred, sadness and despair
I will unleash upon the world.

The madness that
manifests within me,
and all of our hearts.

Do you remember a time
before this barren waste
of frost, death and decay?

Hopelessness and nothingness,
or was it all just a figment
of my imagination?

Now tear by tear
we wash away the fondness
felt in our hearts.

Drowning the lands
before this infinite sorrow,
suffocating ourselves
to hide the pain.

Weeping Wastelands
tearing our hearts
from flesh.

Hope is gone!
All that’s left
is this abomination.

Weeping Wastelands
tearing our hearts
from flesh.

Hope is gone!
All that’s left
is this abomination.

Unleash your hatred upon the world!
This sickness, this blight
suffocating us into submission,
ridding us of our will to feel.

I would rather die
than succumb to this plague.
I have nothing but pure disgust
for the infected and
the withered souls.

Do you remember a time
before this barren waste
of frost, death and decay?

Hopelessness and nothingness,
or was it all just a figment
of my imagination?

Bringer of pain and suffering!
Hatred, sadness and despair
I will unleash upon the world.

The madness that
manifests within me,
and all of our hearts.

Blood soaked snow,
rotting flesh, putrid sickness.
Where am I?

Weeping Wastelands!

Blood soaked snow,
rotting flesh, putrid sickness.
Where am I?

Overwhelmed with
misery on my own.

I have no fucking remorse
and I wish for nothing but
pain upon those who
dealt me this burden.

Weeping Wastelands
tearing our hearts
from flesh.

Hope is gone!
All that’s left
is this abomination.

Weeping Wastelands
tearing our hearts
from flesh.

Hope is gone!
All that’s left
is this abomination.

Hating and struggling
with sorrow and mourning
of the significance,
drowning in tears.

Hating and struggling
with sorrow and mourning
of the significance,
drowning in tears.

I am the destroyer of hope,
Lord of Woe!
I am everything
you’ve ever hated before.

I am the destroyer of hope,
Lord of Woe!
I am everything
you’ve ever hated before.


9. WIDOWER

Will you remember me
as the one from the trees
when the forests used to sing?

Or when I locked myself
in the heart of the wood
and threw away key?

You just kept
giving yourself away.
A gift to cherish
until, piece by piece,
you laid before the roots of time.

Day by day the nights
swallow the sun.
And with every night
the more you gave,
your sadness came undone.

You just kept slipping
through the cracks
of my fingertips.

I only hope that you remember me
as the one from the trees
when the forests used to sing?

Instead of when I locked myself
in the heart of the wood
and threw away key.

You’re not desire,
you’re just a fucking widow
weaving webs among the woods.

I’m not answer,
but if you take my hand
I’ll show you the
world of the dead.

There you will smiling
into the night.
I watched you sing
for hours on end.

We’re telltale spiders,
spinning webs and
singing songs!

Sharing your stories with
the moon and the trees,
with a world which
strung you along.

I’ve shut you out!
I don’t like your
stories anymore.

They always end
so fucking sad.
Fuck!

I’ve turned my back,
I’ve turned my back
on you for good!

Just keep smiling into the night!

I watched you pass me by,
every night you died
with a smile on your face.
In my dreams you wept blood
from your eyes.

Just keep smiling into the night,
my beautiful bride.
Just keep smiling into the night,
my beautiful bride.

I feel for your
bleeding crimson eyes.
Just so you know...

I’ll always remember you
as the telltale spider,
when darkness crept into our days.

Sharing stories with the world
until, piece by piece,
you gave your heart away.

You’re not desire,
you’re just a fucking widow
weaving webs among the woods.

I’m not answer,
but if you take my hand
I’ll show you the
world of the dead.

I hate sad stories,
they always end the same.
I’ll never forget how the forest wept
when you gave yourself away!


10. CHRONICLES

Fear my name
in the dead of the night,
for I am reborn of flame.

You will feel my wrath,
I will destroy all things
that lay in my path.

It's raining relentlessly
and the last little flickering flame
which I kindled and cared for so dearly
is beginning to wither and fade.

Now here I tend in darkness,
scrawling onto tattered pages
you once held so close.

Sleep has overtaken us,
and if it weren't for these binds
I would float away.

Fear my name
in the dead of the night.
My burden is bound by
these tales I wrote.

These have been
the Chronicles of Woe!

Burn down the forests,
no longer are they my home.
Morrow, you cursed them,
or so it reads in
the Chronicles of Woe.

Now feel my wrath,
tear down the skies.

Feel my wrath!
My hatred engulfs me,
destroying your dreams.

Feel my wrath!
I'll bide my time
and burn you alive.

Feel my wrath!
My vengeance shall be
swift at my burning hand.

The flames from my fingertips
dwindle and cheer
at the torment of man.

Tear down the fucking skies!

Can you feel the surge
of hatred from my torment?
I burdened your stories,
you left for me dead
and cursed the forest.

My name is forever,
echoed throughout the wastes.
And my malevolence is
eating my heart out.

Should you hear it?

Fear my name
in the dead of the night,
for I am reborn of flame.

You will feel my wrath,
I will destroy all things
that lay in my path.

I've burdened your stories,
your codex of sorrow and lies.
I relinquish this duty,
take back what you
once kept so safe.

Fear my name
in the dead of the night.
I burden no longer
the tales I wrote.

Take off me
these Chronicles of Woe!

Burn down the forests,
no longer are they my home.
Morrow, you cursed them,
or so it reads in
the Chronicles of Woe.

Fear my name
in the dead of the night.
I burden no longer
the tales I wrote.

Take off me
these Chronicles of Woe!

Fear my name
in the dead of the night.
I burden no longer
the tales I wrote.

These are
the Chronicles of Woe!