insanity's crescendo
dark tranquillity
gently hold our heads on high
aimless time in fear now hide
confusion lies in all my words
we barricade ourselves in holes of temperament
this is the dawning of a new age
a heart that beats the wrong way
gently hold our heads on high
wind colour - second sight
a touch of silence with the violence of dark
illusion span - the aroma of time
shadow life and the scent of nothingness
infinite fall of instinct
order of one spells deceit
escaping time is all we lost ahead?
can judgement make amends?
from force-fed impressions
each instinct to be rendered false
torn asunder be the conventional forms and frames
now for the blood of heaven
unlearn and the cleansing comes
felt a tremor in the pillars of the senses
cursed victim of a distance near
the first dream - the clearest vision
aimlessly steer towards our light
dimly begotten in clarity found
virgin-like tears for impurity bound
beseech he who darkens the stars and the sky
greet now this vision an emerald dawn
empty the sun - carve out the wind
lament of thunder - take comfort in fear
lightning veins in crude exterior
voice the oppression - voice the hypocrisy
lay down the law that made instinct fall
affect me not; darkened vision
grimly tread the footsteps torn
rebellious stand the seeker tall
the thorn of insanity's hand
take this darkened vision from my sight
nailed to the image of ignorance