1. TAINTED ECLIPSE

(Instrumental)


2. THE MERGING

Kneel before beneath the trees
Cursed by the pillars of suffering
Leave all life and hope behind for fear
Follow me into the world of hate
Where i rule without bearing the light
Poison all minds with your darkest wish
Merge the two forms of pain into one
End your own life with one thought alone
Merging despair and dementia


3. OBSIDIAN SKIES

All voids filled, all blood spilled
All worlds end, all lies blend
All of the realms see the skies as they burn each in turn
And all the gods fear to die, we all die, you will die
Yet in the end, we are nothing, i am nothing, you are nothing
And all the lives, they all cry, they all lie, as you lie
OBSIDIAN
I hear it, embrace it, deny and crush it
I see it, believe it, despise yet need it
We feel it, we feed it, bow down before it
We call it, crawl to it, we rot under it
Die slowly, die quickly, all die for me
Purge my world, purge your world, all as the void swirls
The skies cry, the world dies, beauty in my eye
I end it, i love it, i will die from it


4. NOTHING AWAITS

The mind is a labyrinth
Composed of weaknesses
Complex yet so simple
Insane from fear of death
We blind ourselves with faith
We waste our lives with prayer
There's nothing after death
Paradise nor prison
We are without purpose
No better then the ants
We all scurry around
So fucking meaningless
We cant go on forever
Our flame will soon burn out
We all pass on to find
That nothing awaits


5. BEYOND THE END

Are we all that's left?
Are we make-believe?
Is it veiled in black?
Is it heresy?
All the flesh will rot
All the lands will burn
Life's light will fade
Worlds no longer turn
And so it unfolds
Only melancholy
No afterlife awaits
Nor a destiny
Are we cursed to end?
Is there no other choice?
Was there a reason?
Can you hear my voice?


6. HYMN OF THE VOID

From flaming embers and demonic hordes
I send out spells with black thunder chords
Inside the serpent lies the end of days
My greatest cry will surround all in its haze
Two mighty evils start to rise from the flames
Merging into one with combining of the names
The end is not the end just a gate to something more
A world beyond a world waits beyond the door
Tainting all with the sounds of a hell thats not mine
Eclipsing all with anger thats the darkest of its time
A murder shall be born from the hearing of a song
The falling of the skies will cleanse all that is wrong


7. LAST BREATH... TO FUNEROR (AN END TO A SOCIOPATH MAN)

(Instrumental)