Solitude Aeturnus - Adagio lyrics
Tracks 01. My Endtime
02. Days Of Prayer 03. Believe 04. Never 05. Idis 06. Personal God 07. Mental Pictures 08. Insanity's Circles 09. The Fall 10. Lament 11. Empty Faith 12. Spiral Descent 01. My Endtime
Split by the forever
The Dance is between in nowhere An essence of nothing God has broken my wings And set me to drift 02. Days Of Prayer
Standing before the door of the one I call god
My entrance has been denied- forever lost Days of prayer are words wasted on the wind If there is to be an answer then give these talons a grasp to hold Burning sun of hope A blackened path in my way Trees of fruitless seed are soon cast away Hearing the wind whisper of souls Why must I stand amongst the void 03. Believe
In this land of the pious
Deceiving one of small mind Controlled as if As if the devils tools I see a horizon the armies align Prey upon the weak Twisting their feeble minds Riding down A sickend sort takes the reigns and dominates Pray to your hands for salvation Bend your cross to fit your ways We are a species beaten by ignorance Misguided fools lost in a shell An open eye soon extinguished the blind lead the blind As we chase our death I believe In only myself The dark shall grow In the end 04. Never
Living in a pretend world of happiness
My painted face melts as i recede Into my own reality Into my hole The fluid of my existence Wishing that the pretense would never end As I soak in rivers opaque My mind drinks the fluid It drinks of it's thirst The fluid of my existence 05. Idis
Watching eyes trough clouded veils
Ancestral souls shape the winds Present feeds upon the past Our sanguine ties that bind Writing on the page of fate I accept the will maternal Hear the gift in the cry of the child Or the bale from blackend wings Cursed lines and candles flame Killed with breath from a kiss Cradle a chosen life The vine of the mother Wrapped in woman's weave Armed in Gossamer Strangled with mothers hair Heirs blood never flows Chains of blood Bind women's wrath Or kiss from above The lady past 06. Personal God
A mental aberration
thrust in to such A perfect world I am wrong You are right What can I do - to please I could never see with your eyes This is the season Of a falling moon Torn from above I could never see with your eyes I could never think with your mind Visions destroyed I bow before My personal god 07. Mental Pictures
Pulled to the twisted spiral stairs
You falling down The promise of the treasure bright in our eyes Our movement sure We fool ourselves Taken like chattle in the gates of their keep Shrouded in ignorance we bow at their feet Sacrificing the world outside To suffer mental pictures in my mind To drown in delusions Pulled to the twisted spiral stairs You falling down Unpainted pictures trick the blind to see Our thoughts clear We fool ourselves 08. Insanity's Circles
Insanity's circles continue their motion
Whispers of words fall to the floor Mental battles fought and won again Tripping through haze Hate and anger revel The words within my mind sing songs of praise Melodies of unkown A dying world of life engulfed upon itself Visions marred by thoughts Setting ourselves on Indulging myself in dreams of never realities Groping for meaning We eventually fall Tomorrow is always there Hopes for a new day we enlighten our souls As we bleed ourselves We spawn rivers of doubt Insanity has thin walls 09. The Fall
Father said unto his son
Let it be written and let it be done Father said unto his son Close the door and let it be done Fly away my precious child Fly into the sun Into darkness dark decay Forever will be done 10. Lament
A world turning
In opposite direction Bells toll of my lament Skies not blue Rain on the path I wander Empty and alone Never looking up Mo not sad - just hollow Each breath gone Expelling life from myself Closer to ash Speak to me of beauty Maneuver with grace Enter my thoughts with light Maneuver with grace Waking from nightmares A life of repeat We continue on Straight to the end And all I need - is what I need - to breath of my Soul 11. Empty Faith
And by the hands of my god I wash myself clean
With the rivers below That flow into my mind Falling through the abyss of life The shadow that is mine engulfs Pulling at Bending My realization No this cannot be No this should not be Looking forward I see the nothingness that approaches Perhaps I'll embrace the intangible Spinning a web around your world 12. Spiral Descent
Eating from the sacrificial - tainted bowl
Ripping out the roots our our conciousness We all go blind Into the void By the hands of - doom Pushed to the - wall Fear the inescapable - you all will fall No one is spared - you all will crawl Burning out from the rhetoric - holy words We sell our souls |