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A Close Encounter

a way with words in translation semantics is lost an orthodox beckon to which the stones will not listen summon up fire and brimstone while you paint devils on walls these stones will not listen step forth missionary apologetics cry for a visionary 

Acts

Act of God Serves the inner monologue A lost prayer With these eyes A relic from another life I'm no stranger A beast like mine Feeds upon the oldest scars Another traitor in the making Come and meet me in a state where I'm off guard Between rest I'm assured...

Alternate Horizons

Ones and zeros, realities are faltering. Reckless hands hold the scientific facts. A cold and lifeless state infiltrates. A leap into the unknown, the curiosity is strong. Estranged from all human encounter. In hell we are indeed alone. Alternate horizo...

Anastasis

Anastasis See a tattered being in the mirror. Once so whole, inviolable. Marveling why it appears. Her fragile essence shattered into pieces in that revolting moment. His fears now prevail her petty life. Suffocated wails demanding to be unleashed....

Backbone

Dim lighting hides the scene so well It's truly frightening These walls grow taller by the day No words make sense and There's only one way to amend the backbone I've left laying around, gathering dust New branch Perspective Warm touch of grace Yet winds blow...

Backwood

their throats are an open grave they hold secrets supposedly safe and they will pass them on to their descendants adverse effect how is your monarchy assembled? measure the gifts that have been given to you either you choke or cherish him. admonition - this...

Blackhole

Travelling at the speed of light into the void. Destination unknown. Lost in orbit in the midst of heathendom. Watched the sun darken - the stars fall from heaven. Picking up signals - signals of the last coming. 

Breasts Of Mothers

The night is full of grace The trees, they shine King of the afterworld drives his chariots home The breasts of mothers are overflowing The night is full of grace To the earth we return Trees shining like stars The great escape To illumination 

Cold stare

"Connection after a long period of silence, your cold eyes spoke to me without words. Agony was present. I understood it all along." I heard a silent whisper from the past - eight years of isolation. In silence the demons besieged you. Darkened eyes of retrib...

Covenant Colours

For all needing not the liar He's been driven away On route to plain sceneries The son has paved the way For all needing not the liar He's been goaded away On these eerie grounds, beloved grounds Standing firm, reciting out loud Through withering meadows tru...

Dam's Lair Road

Make no sound Waste no time Hide what lights your dark As hours run through both hands A way is found grim as grave The city is sleeping I am keeping guard The scent in the evening air Reminds me of life Steer the vessel through the night Glide past flickeri...

Dead weight

Meaning lost along the way yet wheels grind on Headfirst towards an early grave - still going strong? Got caught having an escapade with the horns You depend on your wings like a bird Refuse to come across with what's truly inner Crippled, washed upon the sho...

Drying Mouths (In A Gasping Land)

Oh Western soul, a shrivelling fruit Would you soon lay down and die A rising monarch, howling laments on air Lifelong lord in earthly lair Fed up in surplus, your profane delight Betraying needs, how far it leads Still stretching the limit, pushing on This...

Eastern era

Look back now, reflect the past Blind conqueror practice Years of mass fever Still breathing denial Weighing the words of lethal leaders Can you walk by the bell tower See black and pace back? Shield your children in their time of need? Washing their feet whi...

Folkslave

in his own refuse to believe in his own strength concern hardly responsibility responsibility hardly concerns a slave so we shall call upon the host to be a part of the group the master enslaves the master dictates the way harvests a dead harvest only obedi...

Ghostwritten

A whipping word has become the flesh Waved around as if the world is tamed In muted tongues where the wisdom begs I'm done holding my breath False faith disallows to create I sense them wolves at my doorstep Force fed and bound to resurrect God knows my name...

Grey light

Never came to be Aware of true me Thriving in the dismay Where fear burns my eyes Still I know the word I've been blessed by grace Yet I long for a mane to keep me warm I rake the sand in me A brighter tone of grey Coming from the horizon Of the fateful span...

In session

Sunday comes alive Within the confines of this monumental might In session we arrive, leaving all behind Blessings brought upon no one Meet the mundane, lukewarm and the whores Please confirm them The rapture treated way behind closed doors Please come for th...

Latterday Saints

seen the last dim of mortal light seen the first immortal sight heart rising, mind returning count the cost in sacred blood turning the gaze, gaze forward the home, the nest - it is not here 

Like Abel's Blood Cried For Revenge

Realm of chaos maintaining itself. Until the spirit of forgiveness prevails. Through the way behind the scenes. Absolution reclaiming It's rightful place.