Here I stand like the rock
Born and bred to survive
I may not be at the top
But still it's good to be alive
Feeling the flow of the chops
Whether be music or flesh
This is where sanity stops
But don't dig a grave for me yet

Dig me no grave

I was a rocker from the birth
A ocker I'll be till I die
Scorching the face of the earth
Bringing the music to life
Flying on high like a bird
Nothing can ever shoot down
Metal is dead so I've heard
But no while I'm still above ground

So dig me no grave

This is the dream of my life
This is the life of my dream
It's a hard road to survive
But nothing comes easy or free
Seems to be so little time
Yet life is an eternity
I haven't made my last rhyme
So keep your damn dirt off of me

Dig me no grave

Laying here looking at the ceiling
Someone lays a sheet across my chest
Something warm is flowing down my fingers
Pain is flowing all through my back

I try to move my arm but there's no feeling
And when I look I see there's nothing there
The face beside me stopped totally bleeding
The girl I knew has such a distant stare

I remember
We were flying along
And hit something in the air

Life is flowing out my body
Pain is flowing out with my blood
The sheets are red and moist where I am lying
God in heaven teach me how to die

I remember
We were flying along
And hit something in the air.

Here in the fire
Nothing belongs to god
Only the fire
Burning away the heart
Here in the mind
The holy war is fought
Out of all time
Into the Courts of Chaos

Here in the fire
Only the strong survive
Blasphemous fire
Burning the soul alive
Sons of the night
Come to claim what was lost
These holy knights
Come to the Courts of Chaos

Here in this unholy pit of despair
Nightmares of hell come alive
Here the true enemy is your own fear
Honor is but to survive

Blessed Be warriors who fight here and die
Heros thee are to us all
Inside these halls Valkyries have no sight
If thee are felled thee be lost

Warrior cries
Echoing through the night
Inside these halls
The horde of Chaos falls

Inside these halls of hell
The Old One still he dwells
Sitting upon the throne of Chaos

Master of all his race
Monster insatiate
'Tis he we come to slay in Chaos

Hear our cries
In Odin's name we figth
Inside these halls
The throne of Chaos falls

Into the Courts of Chaos
Into the halls of eternal despair
Into the Courts of Chaos
The only enemy is your own fear

Computations are figured
The tuning forks are set
Turn on the Resonator
Start the experiment

The forks begin vibrating
Demensional walls gone
The machine is eminating
Resonations from beyond

Life, never was so defined
Even inside my mind
Everything turns to ecstasy
No, now the thing appears
Everything to be feared
Lives inside this blasphemy

Nightmare always there
The machine revealed it
Lifelike but not quiet
Like life as we know it

Life, there is so little time
Something insid my mind
Extending my pineal gland
No, is it inside my brain
Or am I going insane
Experiment is out of hand

Inside the field of the forks
Demensional barriars desolve
Vibrations open the doors
Into the worlds of beyond
Is this the gateway to hell
Opened up by the machine
Is this where Elder Gods dwell
Or am I lost in a dream

Something comes
Not from the grave
But from the beyond

No,
Nothing can save
You from beyond

Here is the merchant of death
Master of all the unknown
Uncounted years he has slept
Awakened by frequency tones
Come to crush and devour
All of the life that it can
Recieving all of its power
From a machine built by man

Still it comes
Not from the grave
But from beyond

No,
Nothing can save
You from beyond

So little wisdom
Inside the mind
Mostly the madness of life
Unbalanced fission
Building inside
Melt-down of logical sight

Torment is burning
Inside the brain
Something is yearning
To escape the pain
Here in the fire
Only the strong survive

Ashes to ashes
Minds turn to dust
Lost in the whirlwind
A touch of madness

Caught in a crossfire
Of reality and dream
No one seems to hear the screams
Lightning the funeral pyre
And living in the flame
Nothing gained without pain

Torment is burning
Inside the brain
Something is yearning
To escape the pain
Here in the fire
Only the strong survive

Ashes to ashes
Minds turn to dust
Lost in the whirlwind
A touch of madness

I'm touched
By madness

Standing before the Labyrinth
The birthing place of true torment
No time left to confess
For the wicked there is no rest
When touched by madness

Lost in a fantasy
Distorted and deranged
Wild the spirit never tamed
Taught by humanity
To cage what's deemed insane
No one wants to take the blame

Torment is burning
Inside the brain
Something is yearning
To escape the pain
Here in the fire
Only the strong survive

Ashes to ashes
Minds turn to dust
Lost in the whirlwind
A touch of madness

I'm touched
By madness

Impaler
Master of the pike
Blasphemer
Of all human life
Blood-letter
Drinker of gods wine
Torturer
Of body and mind
Impaler

Impaler
No need for the grave
Death dealer
By stake and by blade
Life bleeder
Romania's shame
Emperor
Or vampire insane

Maniacal mind
Disrupter of life
His thirst never dies

Impaler
Usurper of death
Blood hunter
Stalker of the flesh
Tormentor
Impaler of heads
Destroyer
Unto his death-bed
Impaler

As I gaze upon the rising storm
My will and my body torn
Seven years into the Cyborg Wars
I've caught a glimpse of nevermore
As the mountains crumble to the sea
Mankind's brought to its' knees
And the land is scorched by war machines
As foretold in The Prophecy

Nowhere to run
Nowhere to hide
Live by the gun
And by the gun you die

As I gaze into the braziers coals
The winds of time begin to blow
And I see the blood of many souls
Spilled on the battlefield of woe

Nowhere to run
Nowhere to hide
No time to bleed

Nature undone
Engulfed by fire
Of Prophecy

As I gaze into the mists of time
I hear the ancient rhyme
And the Valla's words run through my mind
Out of the death shall come new life

Nowhere to run
Nowhere to hide
No time to bleed

Nature undone
Engulfed by fire
Of Prophecy

[I. THE BOOK OF ANCIENTS]

Three books of human flesh
Of Magik, life and death
Of times long lost to man
Creation of the damned

Before the ancient gods
And Dreams of Eschaton
The Ancients of the Muse
Combated Cthulu

His tentacles reach far beyond the grave
These chronicles of light and life enslaved,
Were penned in blood
Before the mighty flood

Nocturnal Lords of Death
Summoned by Dragon's Breath
To cleanse this holy land
From sea to desert sand

Like Necronomicon,
And Ancient Bardic song
These books hold many clues
To Magik law and truth

The sentinels of Hell guard every gate
These chronicles of light and life enslaved
Were penned in blood
Before the mighty flood

[II. THE BOOK OF SHADOWS]

Nightmares turned to living hell
Enchanted under the spell
Dark Lords cast upon the earth
Armageddon into birth
By the books

Holy Cross turned upside down
Burning empires to the ground
Aiser Legions march to war
Halocaust of ancient lore
In The Books

[III. THE BOOK OF SKULLS]

Long lost Magik of our tribes
Necromantic book of scribes
Blood from human sacrifice
Bringing life that never dies
The Book Of Skulls

The witch begat her only orn
Concieved by blackest rites
Sacrificial throats were torn
To give The Demon life
Life baptized in blood

Mankind thrown into the maze
Of a cataclysmic age
Cadavers re-animate
As The Priests Of Chaos prey
The Book Of Skulls.