1. TEMPEST OF DREAMS

Here in the moonlit groves
Standing below celestial waves
Revealed by cosmic shores
Offing of the night, a grave

We are sojourners of this world
And we long to return home
Transcending through the tempest
Only shattered chains remain

Ensanguined fog billows forth
As bodily prisons fade
Haunting woodnotes echo through the night
Forest aura! Arise from shade

We are sojourners of this world
And we long to return home
Transcending through the tempest
Only shattered chains remain

Thus we shall wander eternally
Through the vastness and serenity
Through shade of nebula, through glow of moonbeam
Which creates the path to arcane dreams
Dragging us far beyond the forbidden
To the gates of the tempest, we are hidden
Where the corporeal ceases to be
An eternal journey begins in beauty and grandeur

A great machine looms afar
Spewing burnt, congealing tar
Black spires obscure the sun
Threatening to consume

Chains lying broken and withering
Beneath the dystopian waste
Soon the foliage will bury them


2. MIST OF THE TIDES

Entranced, I gaze upon the trees
In the noble haunt, as I journey to the ocean shore

Ardent flames, I summon thee
The swamp a cenotaph
These forlorn bones wither to ash

I am flames and the alpenglow
Peaks ablaze in the night
Woodland mirage which veils our sight

I have devoured the sunlight that once captivated
Extinguishing the embers of our forefathers graves

Below the mist of the tides
Where winds of time shall confine
Where wayworn spirits wander evermore
And nothing shall be washed ashore


3. ENSHROUDED IN DAWN

Whispers of dawn echo through the winds of time
Wistful, beckoning calls flowing through the boughs
Crystalline waters rushing throgh forgotten streams
Down they trickle through glassy falls like sand

The hours, frozen, now begin to fade away
For the death of man a choir of raven calls lament
An ode to saplings sprouting from an iron sea
Carried softly through the branches on a woodsmoke breeze

The reverent forests shroud us in the dawn
Our footprints buried below autum leaves
The endless snowfall has been called upon
Throes of a coming storm and winters are perceived

Spectrum of fleeting rays swirling through the clouds of mist
Where the aeonian portal of radiance exists
Far from the reach of man, I dwell in solitude!

At a distance wicked winter's embrace is creeping
Bones of the world reaching ever skyward, consuming
O grand woods I beseech thee; consume my remains


4. MY BONES BECOME THE ROOTS

My bones become the roots of the trees
My breath, a fog of malice to enshroud
My blood becomes the essence of the streams
The brittle remains a shrine on the wayside

Clenching the still-beating heart of mankind within my Hands
Echoes from the winter's past shall pervade these hollow Lands
The eternal night calls to me. Cloaked in a veil of the Raven's demise

...To relinquish a frail body to the majestic woods
And revel in the untouched secrets lost to time


5. CENOTAPH

(Instrumental)