1.The New Son
I've shadowed you,
the last three or for years,
wiating for my sacred new son.
I taste the way you think, the way you distress.
I smell the fear you must overcome.
Ceremony of skin, a ritual of wounds.
What delight i will take in your first kill.
I taste the air and know the way you run.
I smell your scent - it lingers here still.

Come on out.
Don't be shy.
I will help you find yourself.
All your hair grows, on the inside.
Just like I.
Just like I.

Feel it. Feel the darkness crawl.
Feel it. Your part of it all.
Feel it. Feel the death inside of me.
Feel it. You will see.
Feel it. I have wonderful plans for you.
Feel it. Step up and show them what you can do.
Feel it. Feel the death inside of me.
Feel it. Now you know.

If I die before the morning comes,
bury me beside my faceless son.
You will take your place in Great Fenris' grace.
If I die before the morning comes.

Step outside the Circle of Ancient Ones.
Bare your throat and show them you'll never run.
You will be shown the ways of the Litany.
You will become the new Chosen One.
Hold your breath down.
Take your place now.
Serve your Elders.
Seal your fate.

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2.Fallen Silent
Close enough to paste the picture on tight -
centered on the one thats dripping down.
Holes, once showing bitter, breathing blacklight
sputter out and cease to make a sound.
Shrinkwrap, it seems redeems it's former ignorance -
blindly binding where everyelse has failed.
The pipes that hold the anger with indifference
slam it down like a coffin nail.

Pain, the pain i feel when its going down.
Listen to the line, as its winding down.
Stain, the stain that grows as its dripping down.
The mouths that cried my name have fallen silent.

Out in the hailstorm that's my life,
the voices blow my brain out like a 9.
I pull hard on my will and my fleshknife.
I'd hate to be the one who missed that sign.
Torture, it seems, redeems it's former self-control -
blindly bleeding and burning out my rage.
I know I can stand. I know I can cope.
I know I can take. I know I can deal with the -

(chorus, chorus)
3.Failed
Face to face
with the lone individual who tried to erase me -
excuses came, deals were made,
but I'll never cower down,
bow down, or fall down.

The last one tried it.
The last one failed.

I feel it deep down, like a pit in my gut
where the pride used to hide., and its gone now but so what?
I've faced the past and I proved I can last to the end -
but what happened to my friends?
Like a tiptoeing burglar,
they were off in the night
without a fucking regard for what's wrong or right.
They thought I'd disappear, they hoped I'd go away,
but I knew in time that I'd coral my prey.

The last one tried it.
The last one failed.

Now I'm hunting you mixed-up son-of-a-bitchs
went down the wrong path.
Like a robin, now I walk and stalk without a pack.
I try to resist, but my fucking instincts won't be supressed.
I have a tolerance for silver, but not disrespect.
You've caused a change in my outlook on all humankind:
they're self-obsessed, they've lost my trust,
they're much too weak-of-mind.
No longer will I waste my time hoping for what i know is not:
they're just a battle-scar from the wars I've faught.

The last one tried.
The last one tried it.
The last one tried.
Now you've tried it, and you failed.

4.Last Rites
Tossed up into the air, the ashes spread.
Airborn, just like the form they once held.
Whisked off, by the wind,
to never's end is the remains of my last friend.

He would never lie.
He could not step down from his fight.
Humble endeavour.
Now he will fly forever on.

Last Rites, departing words delivering comfort
to the ones left suffering.
Master of the Rite gives eulogy for the fallen foe of our enemy.

Death is a reward.
Never fear to die by the sword.
Live the way he died.
Glory and Honor walked by his side.

The Elders say that "We get wont die, we only burn our Rage away
to shade of gray.
But we always will return to fight another day.".

Bonfire consumes the flesh, but not the soul.
That much, at least we're told, is left whole.
Where is he now, as he rides the hot wind?
Where the fuck did he go?

Helios, set him free.
Valhalla, there you'll be.
Fist-of-Gaia.
Bonecrusher.
Walks-with-death.
Face-of-pain.

Fuck peace and the ways of peaceful men!
It won't bring the tribes together again.
Then the shade of my departed
brother came and all Hell started.

In a cloud of smoke, fiery eyes - of Hell he spoke.
Showing them the way, he returned to where he came from.

The Elders say that "We get wont die, we only burn our Rage away to shade of gray.
But we always will return to fight another day.".

5.Polymer
All the buzzing in my head seems to come from one
singular source: all the angry bodyparts.
How do they think they're free when they're controlled by me?
I slam the door, and that's when the buzzing starts.
You don't know me. Just hope you never do.
I can't wait for the time I step through.
Taste the moment, its bitter as it sheds.
All the mirrors reflect how it will soon be.

Watch all the pin expand with just a wave of my hand.
I nod, they fall away.

And with my mind in rewind everything I see
disappears and is replaced by yesterday's
visions of Glory, though a little gory they may be,
but that's okay. They're all mine anyway.
I devour what doesn't feel right.
All the buzzing helps me focus on
the reflections, and what they mean to me.
When the parts become one, the time will be here.

Watch all the pin expand with just a wave of my hand.
I nod, they fall away.

Pale one, an abomination.
So much more than the sum of their parts.
When we step out of out weak little flesh-suits
we will gain the power of our ancestors.
I feel the transformation come into me.

I feel the transformation with it's pros and cons, the Rage is on.
The delirium rapes your head, despite the tears you shed.
And now, as you take your last breath I'm the last face you see.
Now you know the real me.
I was created to do battle.
A defender of the Wyld things.
Tarry not in our sacred hallways -
hear the buzzing and know that youe ending.

Watch all the pins expand with just a wave of my hand.
I nod, they fall away.