Tracks

01. Picture Of Beauty & Innocence (Intro) - Commiserating The Celebration
02. Ebony Tears
03. Serpent Eve
04. Soul Sacrifice
05. A Funeral Request
06. Equilibrium
07. Reaching Happiness, Touching Pain



01. Picture Of Beauty & Innocence (Intro) - Commiserating The Celebration

Our pleasures be joyless doleful experiences.
We seek not life's beauty but cherish its funeral aspects.
We crave the misfortunes rich in their non entity rejoice
In celebrating less severe tragedies.

In the toil to exist we excrete individuality whilst captivating
Internment in cloned identity.
Real is the oration of stone possessed emotion.
I yearn isolation from this realisation.
Reject the elation of blissful tranquility,
Obsessions they lay with the bleak and sinister.

A wealth of treasures be ours to take possession yet we break
Bones and gruel to savour simulations.
Disciples of the drabness devotees of worthlessness consent to endure the Anguish and form only ashes.
Real is the oration
.
Oh yeah let me go.
Let me wander through buildings immense in their desolation.
At peace from your catastrophe here with gargoyles as my friends.


02. Ebony Tears

Together we have discovered the languid fatigue of love Interrogated all our Beauty we've turned each other inside out.

Drowning in Ebony Tears.

The long face of cheerlessness the only bonding we share Enlightened by Degredation the only pleasure is pain.

Drowning in Ebony Tears.

Embedded in our resentment lay the keys to disengage but still we burn in Persecution for the punishment of possessiveness.


03. Serpent Eve

The serpent
She writhes in knowledge
For rebellion and heresy

The serpent
She thrives on knowledge
For beauty and ecstasy
The night contains me
Exalts me, promises me
The tender touch of the serpents dreams

O' to dark foundations
Grey deliverance
Mesmerised by descent
Shrouded in calm
Fabled curses plunge to depths untold
I conjure bind and charge thee to heavens unknown(entombed)

O' yea serpent eve
Gather to the lords of facade
Beneath the cross of false
Crawl to the figure speared
Wither within it's name
Raise the current
Clear the stream
Herald the sound
Of the serpent dreams
Into the night for the serpent eve
Psalms for the spirit
Charms for the calling
We're neophytes for serpent eve


04. Soul Sacrifice

Tortured self worth,
Abstracts of wrath,
Released from attachment human reaction.

Muted,
Unable to realize images of your designs
Soul sacrifice a blessing to me,
Carve me from your memories.

Deep impressions my depths,
Worthless as each breath,
Worlds within words of half truth my fears of losing you.

I'll pour scorn from the lowest place colour fades from your face. Annihilation acceptance.
Paradox of self existence.


05. A Funeral Request

White rose perfume go with thee on thy way unto the thy
Shaded tomb low music doth fall lightly as
Autumn leaves about they solemn pall.

Faint incense rises.
O' you,
You fell away from me my love,
Like all earthly things vanish into death's cold mysteries.

Serpents marked with azure rings cathedrals
Where rich shadows fall,
Things strange curious solemn saviour.

You promised me laughter in autumn days,
Now I can't awake from this lucid haze,
I can't awake to laugh with you,
I'm so weary.

Claws upon my flesh and statues of lost souls
Dominate this house.
Angels have no pity,
Their wings have turned to stone.

Come travel naked lovers beyond all dimensions of heaven and lie enchanted Forever in the lucid garden of dreams.
In all animate sources and creation of belief we travel seas of
Illusions that begin at our dreams.

Ethereal architects masters of all fate.


06. Equilibrium

Lost in the battlefield of opposite extremes
I ponder the enbankment that stands in between
The monochrome and colour entirity
I see the beauty and chaos of fate and destiny
Stand in the balance
Of forest equilibrium
Absorb every aspect
Of forest equilibrium
The fatality of optimism shall we not embrace
But evolve into the actual with grace

Outweigh the balance through excessive choice
I return to the wisdom of this equalateral place
Rebuild thy strength
Here in forest equilibrium
Through irreligious choice
In forest equilibrium
Come walk with me
Through violet smokescreens
Where both feet tread upon joys and agonies
Calm in all we see
Masters of destiny


07. Reaching Happiness, Touching Pain

Dark oceans we cry,
Writhing in the misery,
Cast spit on the love that lay at our feet,
The intrigue of pain we crave it's mystery
Neglect to explore the depths to sanctity.

We reach happiness,
Divine in providence,
Our lamented desires.

Lose scent of the essence,
Shunned is the prosperity,
We feel the anxiety,
Self inserting the knives in our heart.

Luring to degrade with bribes of affection,
Can't abide divinity over our imperfection.
All love is broken, sombre in devotion,
The hearse of selfishness has
Drove it all away.