1. SAVIOUR MACHINE

Come with me and soon prepare to pass
Through the beautiful gates of symbolic conviction
That challenged the reign.
Stay with me, don't be afraid to believe
In man's infinite search for the truth in his world
And his right to portray the romantic face of legend and life.

Take my hand; I have walked this way before,
The essence of man is at war with the spirit
Yet knocking at its door.
Don't let go in this imminent confusion
For tyranny's son will be threatened by one
Who would challenge their delusion.
Look inward, at the secret world within
To bring the arrival of freedom and knowledge
The mind denies to give.
Death and honor are thought to be the same;
The rebellious nature of man and society
Silent running in his game.
No one will confess to this irreverent heresy,
As the witness is falling, someone is
Calling me closer to the dream.

Sent to live and sent to testify.
It is not found in life by adapting to form,
But by forming within us.
Sent to give, empowered to impart the imperishable Word.
Unto all its sincere aspirants of truth.

The time will come and so the band played on
To offer a prayer for the rising aware that will
Soon touch the robe and gaze
At the stare of this Saviour Machine.


2. THE GATES

(Instrumental)


3. ENTER THE IDOL

See the fire burn inside my eyes.
See the liar turn inside my soul.
Enter the Idol, enter the Idol.
Let me show you casualties unknown.
Let me take your hand to dreams unshown.
Enter the Idol, enter the Idol.

I've nothing to give, nothing to take,
I've no one to run to and no one to save,
I've no one to strengthen and no one to please,
I'd rather die standing than live on my knees.
I refuse to believe I'm condemned to deceive
You will see, for the truth is embodied in me.

Enter the Horror, enter the saint, enter the Idol
Enter the Idol, enter the Idol.

The peril surrounding resurgence of doubt,
The alienation is stranded about.
The union of silence has sickened the day,
A garden of verses will take me away, take me away.
Take me away.

In circles of wisdom, distortion of rage,
In grace and in bondage my world is a stage,
My instincts insane, my obsessions ordained,
My powers increasing in self-righteous vain.
Every wolf suffers fleas, every prophet's diseased.
Every legend convicted will fall to his knees.

Enter the Horror, enter the saint, enter the Idol
Enter the Idol, enter the Idol, enter the Idol
Enter the Idol, enter the Idol.


4. THE HUNGER CIRCLE

A cauldron of cults leads the ambush of thoughts in
My mind,
Doctrines of demons that crawl in my eyes leave me
Dancing blind,
The passport to horrible manifestations and lies
Inducing eruptions, disfiguring plains in its silent cries.

The lust in the void is desolate and needing,
The alienation is tenuous and breathing.

Into the hunger circle a stranger awaits,
Inside the hunger circle the heretic reigns.
Into the hunger circle, into the altered states,
The keeper of the killing streets
Will wake up screaming crisis in his game.

The perilous tide from the ominous side of the lines
Is thriving, relentlessly transporting glassy-eyed warning signs.
The kinds of malice is sheer mutilation of love.
This epidemic of flesh and convulsion is sickened perversion above.

A prayer for the dying, a kiss for the last.
A tear for the crying, a hit for the cast.

Into the hunger circle a stranger awaits,
Inside the hunger circle the heretic reigns.
Into the hunger circle, into the altered states,
The keeper of the killing streets
Will wake up screaming crisis in his game.

The bleeding oppression of millions of victims is done.
The wealthiest nation on earth must provide for its waiting son.
His arsenic is rising...
Come inside the genocide ride.

Look what you've done to me,
Look what you've done to my world.
Here comes the flood to release me,
Here comes the turn.

Fighting the hunger circle, standing alone.
Lighting the hunger circle, vision is shown.
Dying, the hunger circle, die in the face of pain.
The keeper of the killing streets is sleeping now,
And dreaming of my name.
Dreaming of my name.
Dreaming of my name.
Dreaming of my name.


5. CHILD IN SILENCE

Child in silence, I've seen the way
The tears run down your face.
Child of violence, I know that you've been
Dying in this place.
Child without mercy, they've haunted you with
Whispers in the dark.
Child in exile, they violate and stain you
With their mark.

Child, this silent seduction enrages me.
Child, the fatal assassin's black eyes will bleed.

Child in silence, I know who you are.
Child, you're lost and alone in the dark.
Child, I know that you're hurting inside.
Child, I've seen your affection denied.
Child in turmoil, I know where you've been.
Child in darkness, I've heard when you'd scream
In the night, in this fear of letting go of the light,
I hear you calling me home.

Child, through oceans of time
I will crawl to be with you.
Child, your truth is alive
In my eyes, the healing arises.

Child, no one shall covet your dreams tonight,
Child, the tyrant will cry in the streams of light.

Child in silence, I have seen your dreams.
Child in darkness, I've heard when you'd scream
In the night, in this fear of letting go, in the light,
I'll be standing there to hold you.


6. ASCENSION OF HEROES

I've heard the silence of the angels,
I've seen betrayed my faith in men
And their conditions of salvation
In which so blindly they defend.

Touch the light that crawls from the page,
Ascension of heroes strengthen the saints,
Ascension of heroes that call from the stage.

The tyrant, he lives and dies by the sword,
He's painted his face and tainted the lord,
Into the arena, his faith is restored.

The mortal storm of fear that wages
Their will to take away your names
Will keep the phantoms in their cages
And cast the children into flames.

Touch the light that crawls from the page,
Ascension of heroes strengthen the saints,
Ascension of heroes that call from the stage.

I've loved you with all my heart and my soul,
The conflict within is leading me home,
The ghost and the godsend are standing alone,
The birth of a new world awaits in your hands,
With only your hopes and your dreams may you stand.

Ascension of heroes - Are waiting command,
Ascension of heroes - Awaiting the stand.
Ascension of heroes - Are waiting command,
Ascension of heroes - Awaiting the stand.
Ascension of heroes - Are waiting command,
Ascension of heroes - Awaiting the stand.


7. PARADOX

(Instrumental)


8. THE STAND

Are you ready for the unveiling?
We have met the enemy and he is us.
Breeding divisions within the body,
Distorting scripture, creating instability
And all oppressive forms of dissonance.
There is disorder, its quarantine is necessary
When pale attempts to gather men result in confusion,
For unity cannot be based on doctrine.

The blinding light is paradoxical,
Symbolic of two spiritual lineages,
The ministry of life and resurrection,
The ministry of death and condemnation.

The poltergeist moves ancient and established,
Reviving scenes of medieval inquisition;
Every desecration emphasized in psychic renaissance,
Reserving atmosphere for terminating thoughts.
The priest is talking backwards painting sacrilegious pictures
In his doctrinal errors, emphasizing isolated scriptures.
His intolerable anointing, his inhuman interrogation
And its paranormal necromancy feeds upon its nation.
We will prostitute this offering with discipline and honor,
We're evolving men to higher states,
For the age of Rationalism is over.

To the uninitiated,
We will stalk the enemy and cross the line.
Can you feel the signs?
Cross the line.
Feel the signs?
Cross the line.
Are we still alive?
Cross the line.
Are we still alive?
Cross the line.
Are we still alive?

To walk the sacred halls of truth
For whom the blood of angels cry.
To fill your servant's cup with lies,
For in his heart the spirits rise,
Rise, rise...
To search and trace the scars of love and infinite betrayal
For those who face resistance are protected by the grail,
Break the silence, take the fear,
Rape the sorrow, wipe the tears.
Rise, rise, rise...

Drink the blood of the lamb,
Await the stand.
Drink the blood of the lamb,
Await the stand.
Drink the blood of the lamb,
Await the stand.
Drink the blood of the lamb,
Await the stand.

The spirit haunts the armies breathing life in this militia,
To bring complete reversal of authority and power.
Into the eyes of God on highest, witnessing two worlds collide,
The blood is rising in the temple, naked and alive.

The stage is set through all dimensions, denominations and rituals;
From evolution to revolution,
An indestructible force immune to righteousness,
Based on law and civil disobedience,
The people find the pale defendant guilty on all charges.

The battlefield is cold and worn, receiving gifts of tyranny,
The revolution has arrived to turn his face around and see
It's covered with the blood of martyrs' innocent sedition,
With a kiss the child is lying slain upon the ground.

The lamb will stay awake with me to watch the revolution
And light the ground we stand upon.
The powers of the night, drawn between the darkness
In the field of blind indifference we count
The corpses silently before the blood has dried.

His peace is broken into a thousand scars revealed,
He puts on his bloody robe for the last time.
His eyes, like mirrors, filled with murder,
I saw him falling in the streams,
Immersed in tears, crying for the others,
Fighting to receive possession of his will.

Standing in the fire, He said unto me:
"If you don't reject this power it may destroy you"
For we have seen the great interval,
And we have lived to see the monster sleeping.
But some will say the monster was me.
Some will say the monster was me.
I will hold his ashes in my hands,
Dreaming out loud, moving in metaphors, dancing away.


9. AMERICAN BABYLON

A thousand bloody hand prints stain the walls of liberty.
A stranger hides in dreams denied, awaiting his release.
I've seen this picture before.
I never thought that we would end up here,
When fascism comes as an angel of light
Its license parading as Tyranny drives forth its son.

The Son of Mourning dominating,
Fears afflicting fallen men,
His body highly organized;
It's coming into prominence
To bear its ominous warnings.
It's in your blood to comprehend its origin,
For those who refuse to remember the past
Are condemned to repeat it,
The first and the last, dust to dust...

History is his story,
And life is laughing at its peril.

Building towers that come forth in men.
Shifting powers consuming us within,
They will puzzle the apostles till the end.

Enter into the silence, into the dying life of America,
The brave, the slave, the grave.

The shattered pigs dying as primitive savages,
Eating their flesh, they lie rotting in dirt,
While a stranger among you has challenged the course
Of inhuman existence and alien forces.
The birth of the black prince is setting the stage,
In its thriving dissension exalting his rank,
And the innocent man will fall victim to hands in the
Trial of the truth and its twisted reversal.
The union of factions bleeds shock to the system,
For civilization had ended today,
The transitional nature of acts and society climbs in its place
While its face re-creates.

And until your god is dead, Enlighten me with your
Pale statues, face of inhibition,
And until your reign has ended, frighten me with your
Stale - taste - tongue of inquisition.

In your eyes I will come forth in men with no justice,
No honor to defend, and the stone will be cast in again.

Enter into the fire, into the bloody gates of America,
The great, the fate, the late.


10. CEREMONY

You have the right to remain silent,
Anything you say can and will be used against you in a court of law.
To strip away the myth from the man
Is only dealing with the symptoms in this critical condition,
The disease is untouched.

You saw what they did to me,
Don't tell me to forget.
Have you no sense of decency?
How can you justify arrest?

And now the charges are enraged
(Within this ceremony)
Imprisoned with a kiss, betrayed
(Within this ceremony)
The crucifixion of the faith
(Within this ceremony)
For all the loved ones left unnamed
We fought to give them life,
We touched the very soul
In the ancient funeral, the ceremony rites.

His faith relentlessly attacked and destroyed;
When your enemy can find a way of twisting your motives,
Believe he will.
To be convicted without fatal charm's infection,
When the perfect light upon him was corrupted by void,
Self-righteously judged.
To die in the line of duty, I am complete in its truth.
If you have died unto the world, what can the world do to you?

Into the darkness of the night
(Begins the ceremony)
Into the shadow of a dream
(Begins the ceremony)
Announce the coming of the white prophet
(Begins the ceremony)
And take this cup away from me,
And stand in the light the superstar beholds,
In the ancient funeral, the ceremony rites.

We are conceived as the first circle, The book of
Knowledge surely tells,
We are all part of an unseen conflict within the world
And within ourselves.

And now we're closer to the light
(Release this ceremony)
And now we must prepare the way
(Release this ceremony)
Remove the ancient boundaries
(Release this ceremony)
To give the Son of Man His day,
To roll away the stone and rise to the throne
In awaited resurrection, the ceremony cries.


11. OVERTURE

(Instrumental)


12. LOVE NEVER DIES

And the children shall lead the angels at play
In the fields of slaves.
For man is the hunted, accused, forsaken and slain
By his own domain.
The diamond's edge will cut the eyes
Of the paper mask in paradise.
The fools of fortune paint their portraits
On carnal crimes and lonely lies.

The tides of war that crash within,
to break the heart and lash the skin,
A man awaits the child inside,
To end his bloody reign in time.

Love never dies
Love never denies
Love never lies
Love desperately cries,
Unto the other side,
Unto the unborn child in your eyes.

Walk by faith and walk by sight,
You're sanctified with blood and light,
In days of roses, nights sublime,
The prince of passion lives divine.

Love never dies
Love never denies
Love never lies
Love desperately cries,
Unto the other side,
Unto the unborn child in your eyes.


13. SAVIOUR MACHINE II

Lord, into your hands I commend my spirit;
Alive to see legions of angels awaiting my sacred incarnation.

Take me home to clean this bloody robe of
The covenant sealed between heaven and earth,
I will come forth ascended in salvation.

The book of life will free this rising son,
resurrected in time now the dream has arrived,
And this soul is alive, two worlds are baptized.

Underneath these everlasting arms
The awaited messiah has risen to life by
The sword of the spirit in his eyes.

Can't you see, their hearts are crying,
Crying with needs?
Release me to offer them freedom and peace
So profound in its nature above, above.

Go and make disciples of all, one
Disciples of all, one
In the name of the Father, and of the Son,
And of the Holy Spirit of love.

The time has come, and so the band plays on,
Releasing his power and shouting in tears,
"It is finished; do you see
The light of the Saviour inside this Machine?"