- And The Bells Are Ringing Doom
Prophecy written in horrible rime.
The witches are burning the preachers this time.
Scavengers feast on the bloody remains.
And the pillars of earth, all in ruins are lain. Sacrificed, crucified, hate on display.
As the twilight of gods now is coming this way.
And the nightsky that held so much beauty before.
It now holds the promise of beauty no more. When our dreams are dying, and the bells are ringing doom.
Will you come with me, to the great black sea.
- Darkness Part One
Why is the snow so white, why is the sun so bright. Why is the wind so sweet, when terror is waiting underneath. Why do they love the light, why do they fear the night. Why won't they let me be, the one to make them really see. I hear you say, I see you pray, I don't know why you seize the day. The end is near, you'll face the fear. Close your eyes, the end is here. Why can't they see what's real, why try to stop the deal. Why try to stop the night, to kill the light in just one fight. Don't try to run away, don't try to say a prayer. Don't even try to hide, fire and darkness is by your side. I hear you say, I see you pray, I don't know why you seize the day. The end is near, you'll face the fear. Close your eyes, the end is here. Darkness is what gives you hope. Fire is the greatest dope. Fear is the one for you. Don't run away, just say "I do". I hear you say, I see you pray, I don't know why you seize the day. The end is near, you'll face the fear. Close your eyes, the end is here.
- Deadline
It was just another stupid little fight, I'm wakened by your crying at night. Always used to like a rocky ride, but the pain you feel it burns me inside. You don't have to stay, but you do. Because I say that I love you. Soon enough now, you will see: I am sworn to be your enemy. I can see them starving on the TV screen, they're thinking why's the world so mean. Now there's no more places they can hide, and the pain you feel it burns me inside. You don't have to live, but you do. Because you think you'll make it through. In the end, though, you will see: I am sworn to be your enemy. And there's a mirror on my bedroom wall, the man inside he looks so small. Why does he stand there with his broken pride, oh the pain he feels it burns me inside. You don't have stare, but you do. So I'm just staring back at you. And never ever will you see: I am sworn to be your enemy.
- Hang 'Em High
They tell me that I should go find Jesus, open up confess all of my sins. But I don't even know that sorry bastard, so why should I say anything to him. Tired of their endless lie, some day I'll hang 'em high. A proper way for them to die, some day I'll hang 'em high. They pray for that poor old unbeliever, hope he will wake up and see the light. But I don't have no time for all those losers, my lord will always be the darkest night. Laughing at their meanings, spitting on their graves, soon no one will be singing "Jesus saves". Tired of their endless lie, today I'll hang 'em high. A proper way for them to die, today I'll hang 'em high.
- Lady Death
Lady Death,
I'm sleeping in your arms tonight.
Emptiness,
the world is falling down outside. Why did you wait so long, to bring me home.
I smell the dark,
touch the dreams I could never find.
Lady Death,
I'm sleeping in your arms tonight. Why did you wait so long, to bring me home.
- Night After Day After Night
The suns... or an empty forest... or the echoes. Or the empty soul. Just take a moment to listen, to translate and understand. A thousand pages bleeding ink. Where the words can only be given to describe how a sinner can repent. And dusk falls. Newborn snow on the stony ground. It hides the path, leads away and into the light...
Nights bring whispers
(?)
Light throws thunder
(Push to the fall)
Nights come softer
(Into the halls)
- On Your Knees
I want you on your knees my love, so fold your hands to lord above. But it won’t help you in this time, of misery and broken faith. The dark is closing in once more, and as you reach out for the door. Your feet they stumble and you fall, into a world not meant to be. You sing the song of sorrow, but no one sings along. And you will hate tomorrow, with all that you did wrong. I want you on your knees my love, and I know what you’re thinking of. You hope the sorrow never ends, and I can say it never will. So now we’re both down on our knees, to worship and to do as pleased. And through your tears you see me smile, you have your god I have mine. You sing the song of sorrow, but no one sings along. And you will hate tomorrow, with all that you did wrong.
- Ruin
Have you seen the sky as dark as this before, ancient gods preparing for the war. Hear the distant pounding of the drums below, we all knew the torment would be slow. Shattered, laid waste, ruin. Broken, buried days, ruin. Silence, ashes fall, ruin. Even vultures gone, ruin. Like a spell of magic there they come, the hordes, children of the abyss and their lords. Blessed now are the ones who cannot see those eyes, blessed is he who cannot hear their lies. Shattered, laid waste, ruin. Broken, buried days, ruin. Silence, ashes fall, ruin. Even vultures gone, ruin. Never saw the sky as dark as this before, ancient gods returning from the war. Hear the fading thunder of the drums below, we all knew the torment would be slow. Shattered, laid waste, ruin. Broken, buried days, ruin. Silence, ashes fall, ruin. Even vultures gone, ruin.
- Summer went south
Here I stand before you, not much more than skin and bones. All I see around me, endless fields of dust and stone. Just for a moment it seems that somehow things will look up, but that feeling’s gone now. I want to feel just a little bit more. I want to feel like I felt before. I want to know there’s not just one chance. Now I’m afraid there’s blood on my hands. How I love a secret, if the secret’s never told. How I love the flowers, if the flowers don’t unfold. Look to the far side and seize the essence. Everything’s dark, then you know my presence. I want to feel just a little bit more. I want to feel like I felt before. I want to know there’s not just one chance. Now I’m afraid there’s blood on my hands. There I stood before you, not much more than skin and bones. I heard summer fading, into autumn’s dismal tones. Just for a moment the tide was turning, then came the frost with its cold, blue burning. I want to feel just a little bit more. I want to feel like I felt before. I want to know there’s not just one chance. Now I’m afraid there’s blood on my hands.
Summer Went South Lyrics
- The ballad to the harvest
Hail dark shadow, hail black death. Can you smell the grim reapers breath. Armageddon by nuclear war, just imagine all this no more. Fear feeding, eyes bleeding. Chaos storming in. Blood churning, guts burning. This battle he will win. Great great grandma, unborn child. We all perish, both tame and wild. Mad creations, man-made hell. It’s the end and it’s just as well. Earth quaking, bones breaking. Angel of death is here. Souls grieving, lives leaving. No time to save your dear. Fear feeding, eyes bleeding. Chaos storming in. Blood churning, guts burning. This battle he will win.
- The Great War
The screams are never ending,
They linger like the rain;
When darkness always mending.
Like winds the rage is singing,
That is the laugh;
Like soil and no life-bringing.
- The Men Of Gallow Proud
A final drink to end the day, a waning moon to light the way. The hair it falls into my eyes, and soon the last clear mem'ry dies. Then somewhere off the reg'lar track I sense some sort of foul attack. There right atop a hill they call The Gallow Proud stands a crowd. I find a place to watch the scene, and try to fight a fear so mean. The crowd grows bigger as I wait, now all I have to trust is fate. 'Cause legend says that all the grudge of men hanged right there by the judge - someday will bring them back to life, and in the night make things right. And now I see the ghouls move down, I get the feeling I will drown. But legend says the pure and grand will all be spared, so I still stand. Now sober'd up by eyes that burn, suddenly I see one of them turn He walks this way, flashing an axe, I hear a crack - then all is black.