DISC 1 - OLD SOULS

1. FOREWORD

Old friend, let's start again.
I'll go and gather my stories, try not to spoil the end.
It's been so long.
It's been so long.
Read me back all the stories we used to share.
It's been so long.
We've grown so old.
Read me back all the stories we used to share.
It's been so long.


2. REQUIEM

Dry those eyes, they're so telling of age.
Fleeting, their lights start to fade,
As a final glimmer of life withers away.

Dreams of scattered fate displayed, break and shatter in dismay.
Like candles to a flame, we melt our lives away.

Aeternum Vale.
Now remember the days when we were younger and coming of age.
Speak no more. Be at peace. My requiem is yours to keep.

Tempus edax rerum.
Obitus.
Rigor Mortis.

Tempus edax rerum. Aeternum Vale. [2x]

Eyes bone dry, a sure telling of age.
Cheating your life of it's days,,
As it's final glimmer of light withers away.

Turn the pages, their shadows overtake us.
It burns my eyes.
Stillness in patience, never to awaken.
Aeternum Vale.

Aeternum Vale.
Now remember the days, when we were younger and coming of age.
Speak no more. Be at peace. My requiem is yours to keep.

These lights have faded, I'm wasting away.
Too long I've waited, I've wasted away.

Tempus edax rerum. Aeternum Vale.

On and on;
Through my buried bones, my song lives on.
Through my buried bones, my song lives on.


3. FAKE

Never to all the words that you said.
To all the stories and lies that were spread.

"Don't trust anyone, stay inside and be conditioned."
"Don't trust anyone, stay inside and be conditioned."
To be a fake.

Don't push your views on me.
Stop spitting your slanderous filth.
Even your thoughts betray.

And now you're starting to wonder, what's in my head.
And now I'm starting to wonder, what's in your head?

Say it to my face.
Never to all the words that you said.
To all the stories and lies that were spread.

Don't push your views on me.
Stop spitting your slanderous filth.
Even your thoughts betray.

I've got you pacing back and forth.
Frantically pacing. Anxiously waiting.

And now you're starting to wonder what's in my head.
And all my fondest dreams have turned to tears we shed.

"Don't trust anyone, stay inside and be conditioned."
"Don't trust anyone, stay inside and be conditioned."
To be a fake.

For all the years that I clung to every word you spoke.
For all my days that have just slipped away.
I gave my everything to you; but now you're everything I hate.

Say it to my face.
Never to all the words that you said.
To all the stories and lies that were spread.


4. LET ME IN

My dear Annie,
won't you please let me in.
I know that I've made some mistakes.
I'm so sorry,
I was never really there.
I'm just so sorry that I never even tried.

But you saw through my lies.
My endless lies.

Take me to a better place,
where I can breathe the air,
where I can smile.
This house is getting smaller
and the blinds are all shut.
Please help me to smile.

I know that I've made some mistakes,
But I'm only a man
and i'm sorry, so sorry
I can't let you in.
Just a shell of a man,
There's no more of me to give.

But it's not going to finish,
it's not going to stop.
I'm not going to throw in the towel.
I'm gonna fix myself
one day at a time.
I won't hurt you no more
I just can't hurt you no more.

Let me, let me, let me, why won't you let me in.
Just let me breathe again.
Because I'm not okay, no i'm not alright.
I hope that you're doing just fine.

Let me go.
You saw through my lies, my endless lies,
But you never let me go.
Just fucking let me go, trust me you deserve better
Just fucking let me go, I'm just no good for you anymore.

My dear Annie,
won't you please let me in.
I know that I've made some mistakes.
I'm so sorry, but I tried and I tried.
It was never enough for you.

Let me, let me, let me, why won't you let me in.
Just let me breathe again.
Because I'm not okay, no i'm not alright.
I hope that you're doing just fine.

Because I tried and I tried and I tried and I tried,
But it wasn't enough.
I promise I'll fix this one day at a time.
Just don't forget me,
Just please don't forget me.


5. THREADS

Tell me, how does the dark that forever masks my shame know my name?
And if it knows me like it tells me, then why not play?
It knows I've changed.

Please hide my shame.
Please hide the tears that stream down from my face.
My soul melts away.
I try to be different, but it all ends the same.
Now watch my soul melt away.

This darkness ahead picks my tissue to threads.
For all the tears shed, pick my tissue to threads.
Take the weight of my bones, take the pictures and pieces I own.
Take away this frame, pick my tissue to threads.

Sinking into the shadows, my layers peel and crumble.
Drifting past days anew, a transient being passing through.
I know these old bones too well. I've never felt so alone though.
When matter fades, my soul melts away.

Please hide my shame.
Please hide the tears that stream down from my face.
My soul melts away.

This darkness ahead picks my tissue to threads.
For all the tears shed, pick my tissue to threads.
Take the weight of my bones, take the pictures and pieces I own.
Take away this frame, pick my tissue to threads.


6. THROUGH THE LOOKING GLASS

(Instrumental)


7. BLOOD MOON

I went and turned it off; I'm not finished.
I tried to stitch it shut; I wasn't finished.
Please, please, please beat me to pieces.
I'll never cry again. Bludgeon me senseless.

For the friend in my head, let's endlessly talk.
For the love of god, make him stop.

Fill me with pain. I've had enough.

Spill me. Wipe me up and wring me out again. [2x]

Now the blood moon is pulling it's eyes out.
And my friend in the dark dances on.

I'm not even there.
No I'm not even there.

Everybody wants a piece of me.
Cut me up taste my misery.
How come nobody wants of piece of me.
Stitch me up to fix my agony.

Spill me. Wipe me up and wring me out again.

(Cut me open)
I'm not even there.
(Spill my insides)
I'm not even there.
(Stitch me up and fix my everything again)
No I'm not even there.

Everybody wants a piece of me.
Stitch me up and fix my misery.
How come nobody wants of piece of me?
This schizophrenia's got me pulling my eyes out.

This blood moon, it's got me pulling my eyes out.
Please, please, please beat me to pieces.
But now I'm pulling my eyes out.
I'm not finished.


8. SCRAPING THE BARREL

This is not a means to an ending.
Just a broken and twisted path,
Foreboding the droning tasks
That face the shell of a shattered man.
The shell of a shattered man.

Dripping. Incessant dripping won't stop.
Not for the machines that bellow through the corridors.
Nor for the joy and wonder from my mind,
That oozes, pools and weeps through every orifice of mine.

Patch it, plug it, dry it. Scramble and claw for the fragments that once were.
Patch it, plug it, dry it. Piece it back together.
Patch it, plug it, dry it. Scramble and claw for the fragments that once were.
Patch it, plug it, dry it. Piece it back together.

Now I'm scraping the barrel.
And now I'm scraping the barrel.
Is there something I must've just missed along the way;
A piece of me I somehow left behind, and lost between the days?
And now I'm scraping the barrel.

Scrape and rake my life away. Light grows dimmer every day, repressed dreams confide in me.
Taste and feel. Erase the years. Another one down the hatch.

Patch it, plug it, dry it. Scramble and claw for the fragments that once were.
Patch it, plug it, dry it. Piece it back together.
Patch it, plug it, dry it. Scramble and claw for the fragments that once were.
Patch it, plug it, dry it. Piece it back together.

This is not a means to an ending.
Just a broken and twisted path,
Foreboding the droning tasks
That face the shell of a shattered man.
The shell of a shattered man.

Bottoms up, another one down the hatch.
Bottoms up, another one down the hatch.


9. MARIONETTE

Cheer the sad puppeteer,
Who constantly tugs as he snickers and sneers.
Frantically wiping his tears.

I'm always dancing in tandem with his teardrops so pained.
To the weeping; I shamefully lend out my frame.
Contortedly pulled to the centre of stage.

A re-enactment of his tragedy. Again and again.
Some abstracted form of attraction. Over and over again.

A marionette, I play my part.
The crowd have all gone, but the show must go on. I play my part.

Dance to the beat of his tears.

His story had chilled me, haunting my guilty ways.
He wept for days over a picture frame;
scrawling to pages, his play.

A marionette, I play my part.
The crowd have all gone, but the show must go on. I play my part.

Dance to the beat of his tears.
I watched his comfort turn to pain as he scowled his reflection.
How long had he been locked away? Had it turned him insane?

"Shatter the frame. It mirrors my pain. It's not me it's not me, I say."
A reflection of age. "Watch me shatter and break."

"This world was never meant for me, Keep me locked away.
This world was never meant for me. The show must go on."

The sad puppeteer he will stay.


10. TIMELESS

Lying awake at night, lying awake at night. (Always the same).
Clouds start to break, washing away our goodbyes,
Those were the days,
Wash it away.

Oh these days.
Always dreaming,
Sinking deeper.

Oh these days.
Always slipping,
Drifting deeper.

Watching our days, watching our days go by.
Boiling with hatred;
I can't find the answers to all the lies you once clung to.

Oh these days.
Always dreaming,
Sinking deeper.

Oh these days.
Always slipping,
Drifting deeper.

Always sinking drifting deeper.
Always dreaming sinking deeper.

I'll patiently wait,
'Til time ticks away.
Spilling with questions;
Those were the days;
Never to change.
Always the same.

Our love is timeless.

Oh these days.
Always dreaming,
Sinking deeper.

Oh these days.
Always slipping,
Drifting deeper.


11. OLD SOULS

I don't even know you; get away, get away.
It's sunk through. Oh the days, oh days when we,
Laughed on and stayed up late.
I should have sensed what you wanted.

Don't you; get away, get away.
It's sunk through. Oh the days, oh days when we,
Dressed up and followed heart.
I should have sensed what you wanted.

I would have left and never come back, but life goes on.
And life goes on and on and on.

I saw the trust you gave melt away.
Truth be told, I'd always felt that way.

There's nothing left when we grow old.
There's nothing left when we grow old.

It's like I don't even know you; get away, get away.
It's sunk through. Oh the days, oh days when we,
Laughed on and stayed up late.
I should have sensed what you wanted.

I don't even know you. It's sunk through.
Laughed on and stayed up late.
I should have sensed what you wanted.
Don't you. It's sunk through.
Dressed up and followed heart.
I should have sensed what you wanted.

I should have sensed what you wanted.
I miss those days.
Back then when we were old souls. You cared enough to smile.

It's been so long.


12. ETHER

There's nothing left of you

So when I left the loop
What were you trying to prove?
You're skin and bones and crumbling
But now the clouds are parting

With blue skies and endless heights
So just fill your lungs and breathe

Slow it down, just wait
Take some time to question life
While you're young and learning
Take it slow, just stay
I know it's hard but moving fast
You're going to miss the journey

Death embrace me, Izanami take me, take me
Life embrace me, Izanagi take me home

(You're going to miss the journey)

Take me home

The earth is coming to life again
Go!

With blue skies and endless heights
So face east to the sunrise
This is my resting place, resting place
Inside my mind
You know it's fine to take your time
So just fill your lungs and breathe

Slow it down, just wait
Take some time to question life
While you're young and learning
Take it slow, just stay
I know it's hard but moving fast
You're going to miss the journey

Death embrace me, Izanami take me, take me
Life embrace me, Izanagi take me home

You're skin and bones and crumbling
Just know your clock is ticking
It's moving so fast
And all the clouds are parting
It's beaming with light
So take my hand and trust me
Because we are going to see the sunrise
If it's the last thing we do tonight


DISC 2 - LORD OF WOE

1. SUMMONING STORMS

the fields, dead and silent begin to rise up from the earth
with their twisted appendages, suffocating all but myself.

A void of my own, floating in the clutches of my hand where I may pull at the
strings
of time and torment those who constantly dig and claw at the back my skull.

Summoning Storms. Wishing these days will pass, Tearing the earth apart.
Reweaving the threads of time so that they can shelter these malformations of
mine.

Tear the fucking earth apart
Tormented and frail, I begin to destroy your dreams. one by one.
I am the destroyer of dreams.

swallowing death, the sky cracks open and begins to flood,
washing away my fears, I plunge into an eternal darkness.
in the pitch black depths, I drown.
I wait for nothing and time is my witness. Time is my witness.

A void of my own, floating in the clutches of my hand where I may pull at the
strings
of time and torment those who constantly dig and claw at the back my skull.

Summoning Storms. Wishing these days will pass, Tearing the earth apart.
Reweaving the threads of time so that they can shelter these malformations of
mine.

I call forth the sleepless skies
herding forth the endless nights
summoning storms to shatter the absent minds
show the world the pain and suffering my eyes have seen


2. LORD OF WOE

Kneel down before my feet, I am everything and nothing all in one, suspended in
time.
Conqueror of the frozen wastes. Tyrant of misery.
Nothing will ever change. Time and timeless, again and forever and ever and
ever.

Sometimes, amidst the cold, in isolation, amongst this chaos and despair
a distant light shines in this desecrated mind,
I become one with the darkness, embracing its beauty. Fear me, for I am
Lord of Woe.
these fingertips of mine know only pain and sorrow,
destroying everything that they touch. Lord of Woe.

Enthroned in this darkness.
The silence shrieks in pain, echoing throughout the wastes.
Nothing can hurt me here. My sanctuary of destruction.

The ocean boils up and begins to surface,
seeping through our eyes and flesh,
filling up our lungs with black and drowning us in a beautiful state of
epiphany.
We are the ones who make dreams and I am the error.

Floating amongst the clouds, tearing them from the skies,
one by one until eventually the heavens fall in a coil of churning black and
grey
and my kingdom can live in darkness for all of eternity.

Sometimes, amidst the cold, in isolation, I become one with the Darkness. Lord
of Woe.
These fingertips of mine know only pain and sorrow,
destroying everything that they touch. Lord of Woe.

Enthroned in this darkness.
The silence shrieks in pain, echoing throughout the wastes.
Nothing can hurt me here. My sanctuary of destruction.

Kneel down


3. THE ETERNAL COLD

I begin to gnaw, chewing away and spitting up the very fabrication of myself.
The Eternal Cold. Dark shall prosper as I plunge; descending deeper toward the
shadows.

Let me sleep, this endless drone must end.
I pray for emptiness and plague upon yourself.
for I am but a nothingness drifting,
seeking dead ends and false hope.

There is only death, I do not even exist.
A shadow, a memory.
Cast away all binds to self.

I ll never know why all things beautiful must reach an end.
The appetite grows for a greater knowing, the more I find the more I die
inside.
I shed a tear, I weep. All things beautiful must reach an end.

Myself containing a dormant implosion of infinite decimals,
spiralling out of control. The ostracization begins.

Within myself self-loathing,
and I ve tried to hold passion inside the palm of my hand and tackle the world
head on.
A knife held to my throat, a nice dose of discretion.
The world will feel my pain as I gnaw away at my boiled flesh

Detach myself from reality.
My misanthropic ways fall to waste.
My enigmatic veil begins to subdue. I cannot continue.

Let me sleep, this endless drone must end.
I pray for emptiness and plague upon yourself.
for I am but a nothingness drifting,
seeking dead ends and false hope.

This is my somber send off. I am done.
The world will end. I ve turned my back.


4. AFFLICTION OF THE DEAD

Shattered, the fragments of my life lay scattered,
engulfed beneath the shadows of my forever. I am broken, decrepit.

Lay this rose upon my tombstone
I shall not live by your lies

Only from the moisture of my rotting carcass shall I blossom

Mind controlled by hopeless affection, this affliction;
Affliction of the dead

As my lungs are slowly crushed
Shattered, the fragments of my life lay scattered,
engulfed beneath the shadows of my forever. I am broken, decrepit.

As I sink beneath the shadows I find peace beneath the grave
And finally now, I can blossom


5. 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 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.

Unleash your hatred upon the world, this sickness,
this blight suffocating us slowly 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 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.

With heavy hearts and broken dreams we must reclaim what is ours
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.