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1. Lengthening Shadows
2. Paladin Complex
3. Kaleidoscape
4. Laygen
5. Scarlet Sight
6. Awake At All Hours
7. Mythril Agony
8. Fortress Of Pains, Goddess Of Wishes
9. Bitter Quill
10. Crystal Chalice
11. Ascent
12. Crushing Midnight
13. Words
14. Phoenix Of Solace



One - Lengthening Shadows

Yellowed parchment
A broken crystal chalice
A blood-soaked grimoire
Faded, fraying tapestries

Why do these things matter to me so?


Two - Paladin Complex

Memories clawing at the base of my mind
Step by step, I methodically retrace
Writhing and straining to break free of the chains
Apart from these remains, I feel so out of place

Trust like a cancer, prying open arteries
Crawls through the marshes, preys upon enemies
Toil for your master, toil for his fantasies
On through the marshes, crawl on your bloody knees

But what if you fail
And what if his countenance was overstated?
What of your tale
What if your confidence was badly shaken?

I cannot witness anymore
I cannot watch you be his whore

Somewhat disturbing, why all this empathy?
I feel connections sans sensibility
Stranded in Winter, she seems so dear to me
Someone explain this familiarity

What of your tale
What if your confidence was badly shaken
Why must you care
With your elegance so overrated?

I cannot witness anymore
I cannot watch you be his whore


Three - Kaleidoscape

Sheltering her battered body through these muddy trenches
Just to have her in my arms helps me regain my senses
Pieces still escape me, but at least I have a rough idea
Connect this face with this embrace, brilliant patterns chase me as I run

Why must they pursue me?
What will they do to me?

Stranded in Winter, she seems so dear to me

A name she whispers holds no meaning to this fractured soldier
All I know is all she is and that I need to hold her
Feel as though my world will always lie beneath the mire
Strain for any hint of reason even as I tire

What will they do to me?
Why must they pursue me?

Stranded in Winter, she seems so dear to me

Fucked beyond all hope of ever being integrated
We lie shaking under bridges with our souls degraded
Mask of innocence, hiding decadence, too much anguish, too much sorrow
I'm without my conscience if you've one to borrow


Four - Laygen

À travers la guerre ensanglantée.
Vous m'êtês venus en hiver de douleur.
À travers les marais et les tranchées de boue.
Vous m'avez tenu prés et m'avez gardé chaud.

Trouvez-moi
Sauvez-moi
Embrassez-moi
Tenez-moi

Quand ils m'ont pris de vos bras.
Je crié pour si longtemps.
Je vous ai gardés dans mon cœur.
Comme ils ont continué.
Ils m'ont pris loin et ont tué tout le long de la voie.


Five - Scarlet Sight

Clawing
Writhing
Blood-soaked
Screaming

Wading through these bloody swamps
Heads will roll
Breaking gauntlets, lavish gore
Gutting souls

Eviscerate my enemies and even some of my allies
My chains are stained, I feel no pain, it's all a game in my eyes

Marching off, I'm so serene
Raining blows
Soak my sheath, then lick it clean
On it flows
Darkness grows

I plan to gnash and burn and rape and take whatever I please
The one I need, they took away, and they will pay for their disease

Why are you all still alive?


Six - Awake At All Hours

Awake, awake

Someday I'll fall for you
Someday we'll be
God was a consciousness
Floating in a sea

Existential reverie
Tenable dichotomy

No one forcing my hand
My fate involuntary
Am I in a chamber
Cold and stationary

As I stare at the beams
Isolation favours me
Theology of Socrates
Apex of humanity


Seven - Mythril Agony
[instrumental]


Eight - Fortress Of Pains, Goddess Of Wishes

Linger by every evening past ten...
And sit with your lips fixated one inch away from my ear
Thoughts paling in comparison
To the emotions that thunder and roar
With the mere feeling of your presence

My muse...
Will you give me dreams filled with
Unicorns, angels, and a fallacy called true love
So that I might compose
The epitome of surreal when the early dawn breaks

Take a step down from your status higher than I
And make love to my senses...
Tease me with the tantalizing touch my
Poetry years to tell of experience
I'm tired of wishes

Take an imagined blade, place it in my hand
And help me push it through my veins
Then maybe I'll know how to make the masses cry
And truely record the sensation of life draining away

Bring the weapons of choice and carbon copies
Of every enemy you've ever drawn from my dreams
Slash, scream... splash
Let all the blood spilled fill my pen...
And drain into art in the form of morbidities

Cradle my deep and honest yearning to satisfy you
And interrupt my everyday thought
Whispering nothing more than quivered breathing
Leaving my ears to hear
What they wish to hear


Nine - Bitter Quill

Fair one
You seem so dear
Your flaxen hair
And gaze so clear
I'm but a knave
Whose heart you still
Empowering
My bitter quill


Ten - Crystal Chalice

Enshroud this malachite solution
The Elixir of Icarus
Slowly, gently draw it in
From this crystal chalice

Shield me from these abnormalities
Help me bind these lush dichotomies

The chandelier so far below me
It makes no difference
My lifesblood flowing down into this
Broken crystal chalice

Hide me from these vicious deities
I'm not dying, I'm just...
Empty


Eleven - Ascent

Silver streams are pulling me back to you
I'm terrified my wishes are coming true

Traveled down this lonely beggar's trail
Only to discover I'm so frail

My life has been itemized before me
No longer shall your cold heart ignore me


Twelve - Crushing Midnight

Stranded in Winter, she seems so dear to me

Memories clawing at the base of my mind
Step by step, I methodically retrace
Writhing and straining to break free of the chains
Apart from these remains, I feel so out of place

Why do these things matter to me so?


Thirteen - Words

As the flames reach higher toward the heavens
I was not hesitant to rend him
I carry along these deep regrets
For tarrying so long, I shouldn't have let
You think I was withdrawn

This currant wine that once ran through my veins
Now clings like a child onto your lips so stained
Your high esteem that I was strong
It's cruel to say that you were wrong
A waste, our time is gone

Your locks of gold drenched by my dark misdeeds
Our dance of hearts was marred by shallow creeds
This castle tumbles in decay
And as my last breath slips away
My love for you lives on

Your hands upon my burdened chest
This warrior has earned his rest
Our tears fall with the dawn

My love for you lives on


Fourteen - Phoenix Of Solace
[instrumental]










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