Of Power Power calling, and the frail shall turn to dust as the power rising within the few who find the will, it grows. I know. It shows. Within the heart there's a fury and it grows. Within the eyes a deathlike calm and eye to eye we recognize our own. With death of day within the few this inversion shall bring anew that of nights that since have gone unknown. Beyond this coil I am reaching. Beyond your reach I send myself. Beneath the earth beyond the sky, it grows. Extend our will silent and still as one by one we deify our own. Now heed the urge to slip inside and let them scream of patricide. Destiny we will invent alone. Stray So fall the tears of futility down with the guise of theonomy. Don't cast your prayers on me. Disinfect them and save them for yourself. It's time for the last day. This is the final night before the black day and as you stray you move closer to our world. This is the final night before the black day, as the dim stretches further from us... Chide a morbid propensity as I connect so naturally. The warmest sound, I watch them flee into a hell they've created for themselves. As you stray you move closer to us. Evernight I have been everburning in imperfect light, fleeing to evernigt. Loss of breath but gaining perfect sight fleeing to evernight. I've been speaking in silence. I've been tasting the screams. I've been beautiful violence in a beautiful scene. I've been offering violets in the middle of dreams. Alleviating the final fear. I've been called to redeem. Everburning in imperfect light, fleeing to evernight. Loss of breath but gaining perfect sight walking through evernight. I've been watching you turning. I've been hearing you call. You've grown tired of burning, tired of feeling at all. Been admiring the lashes in your beautiful skin. I've been hearing you begging for cleansing. In The Hills Come with me sweet innocence I want to show you sights you've never seen. Keep your eyes wide on this short ride we'll really see what you can be. So we slip away. No one can get to us up here. So I slip away. No one can get to us up here. From this low up to a height where all we left behind shines oh so clear. I'll let you see another side. Exchange a dream and share some fear. Let me open a whole new world. This sensation, this liberation I offer you. Songs From The Earth As the thorns grown with care start to twist they make new colored eyes. As the flesh starts to split like the wrists that slit...as I break, and they spit. And I break as they spit. This temptation that invites me to life...what's salvation? Is it in this invitation to praise the fallen? As a world grown with care starts to sing it's swarmed by cacophony. One and all punished now for just one wouldn't bow. Without grace all are left in disgrace chasing death. I don't believe the beliefs of the righteous are so righteous at all. I do believe that the mark placed upon us is misconceived. Who shall fall? As the guilt raining down reaches flooded ground the insects must concede to this wrong they belong. In this left they are strong. As the right start to bleed on the right they shall feed. Satiate In the circle of dying time there's a thinning of salt. What was kept from slipping in will be soaring out. A color that can't be described. A power that can't be denied. This is the hunger and I'll feed. What died long ago I gladly sold 'cause I want it all. Radiating with blinding light a newborn spreads its wings and beneath the starving crawl to taste of better things. Of Man What is this that steals the breath? What is this that horrifies? I've got an urge to kill. I've got a will to die. I'm creation. I'm destruction. Where do they come from? Where do they hide? We are the sons of man bastardized. What is this that's tucked away? What has turned this twisted mind? I am your darkest secrets. I am your living lies. What is this terror? What does it feed upon? Why have you left us, the daughters and the sons? I'm life's creation. I'm light's destruction. I'm life destroyed. Michael I've been waiting patiently for this day to arrive and I have spoken not a single word. Now hand in hand my voice shall be heard. No Michael, not this time. I've been waiting for oh so long. I've accepted silently this name I've been given and I have heard it pass the lips of everyone. Now, if you will inquire, ask of your father and he may tell you of his brightest son. No Michael, not this time. I've been waiting for oh so long. No Michael, not this time, I've been growing oh so strong. Now in true glory I'll rise again. I've been waiting patiently for this day and this time I shall not be alone. Not this time. No Michael. Purevil In an ivory room, against an ivory wall, is crouched a shadow and I clash. In an ivory room within the ivory walls there is a crimson stain in the cracks. If this is cleanliness, if this is clean, if this true righteousness is not obscene, then I am pure. Across a white floor upon the porcelain glow there lies an animal and it cries. Beneath the white floor, beneath the porcelain glow therein a secret lies and it's black. Invocation Somewhere in the darkest corner of your darkest dream there is a place where all that is lost, can be found, and there in that darkest corner crouched in the cold you will find me...and you will find yourself.