You, who like the moon at night
Haunted my mortal heart...
You who made these ancient walls
Shine like divine marble
The unwanted breath - through creedence
A derelict shell in the desert
- Mesmerized -
As love inflamed the night
Burning tongues brought the rain
The sand remained - purified
Murmur at the meager's spear
Battered Cartagian pride
The beloved cry - wasted dismay
Invasion of baseness and shade
You, loved by your father
Innocent as a vestal - dove
Buried in a deep blue sea
As we all lose - ever
Sleep brings no joy to me
Remembrance never dies
My soul is given to misery
And live in sighs...
The shadow of the dead,
My waken eyes may never see,
Surround my bed
That from which they sprung - eternity
Beneath the turf
The silent dead
Sleep brings no wish to knit
My harassed heart beneath
My only wish is to forget
In the sleep of death
Death is my joy
I long to be at rest
I wish the damp earth covered
This desolate breast
Beneath the mould
The silent dead
But the glad eyes around us
Must weep as we have done
And we must see the same gloom
Eclipse their morning sun
Oh, not for them - Should we despair
The grave is drear - But they're not there
Their dust is mingled - With the sod
Their pale souls - Are gone, to god
Well, may they live in ecstasy
Their long eternity of joy
At least I wouldn't bring them down
With me to weep, to groan
And what's the future
A sea beneath the cloudless sun
A mighty, glorious dazzling sea
Stretching into infinity
My inner sanctum
R.I.P.
Lights have faded - Euphoria is dead
Past and present - Exalt of the weird
Chimerias petrified - Eclipse and suspicion
Deafened stream - Babylon fell...
Distraction and envy, Babylon fell
Festal perishing, Babylon fell
Dreams drift in the frozen wind
And mysteries are reborn
We rose from sand and stone
To follow the light's allure
Tears drift in the shadows sleep
Turn innocence into excess
Fragments of a dying world
And destiny lies beneath
Sceptres of bombast - Tracks into myth
Fetish and feud - dance of recesses
Fierce laughter - Banned into stone
Eyes of guilt - Covered by sand
(instrumental)
I did taste their only dream
As denial is still unborn
Secrets beyond those dethroned walls
And echoes of a martyr's scream
Deterrent vibrates the allurements face
As my barque drowns toward conquest
Don't quieten the elder's tears
For they've forseen our past
Covered lies our remembrance
As symbols turn to dust
I won't dance
I won't dance
I won't dance within despair
I won't dance
The elder's orient
Journey into a wicked world
My body beneath the skies
Erotic wishes, my heart has failed
Incalculable is the surface's breath
Paralyzed form - the ring of death
Steps on the stairs to my silent ecstacy
Caress of the mental space
Thrones of fake life
(Gods) didn't you believe my earthbound call?
Eternal addition towards those eyes
Slipping into the hidden sun
Intoxicated by an endless fall
Introduction
Rex lrae ...
Dream Encounter
King Wrath:
"You ..."
Dream Voice:
"... have joined your father's feast
Those who saw: Essence or fall
Floods of dramatic silence
And words, from whom we don't know"
Overture
King Wrath:
"Let me dream ...
Flee from false ...
I have tasted the weight of lust
My hands on the skein of height"
Dream Voice:
"... A pallid death
Mirage into dark
The horizons echo your glance
Following a detractive sleep"
I am the wrath beneath the heavens
The downfall's monologue
Fallen into the vision of effect
Quiet as gods can be
Orgies of fear
lnbreeding and death
I have walked Carthagia's sands
l've touched those buried walls
I am the ...
All mortal is love?
Remembrance has won
Breathing glorified innonce
Quiescence has died therefore
I am the ...
Remembrance I
King Wrath:
"We stood before the portals of Babylon
And saw it's petrified fall
We tasted the wine of Persepolis,
As mute as our era's breath"
Dream Voice:
"... Have seen your decline's symbols
But carried another life
Death was never a fragment of
Exalting fantasy ..."
Remembrance III
King Wrath:
"This last region - Last of fire
Orgasmic cries - Tears and words
Wrath and strenght - Oh, gods! For you!
Before the throne ... - Death"
Overture: Final
King Wrath:
"Fright and praise
A faded light
Intimate rests my book
Unwritten what seems true
I am the ..."
Dream Voice:
"Art of might!
You remaining king
Take your predesessor's hand
You son of my Jade gift ...
I am the ..."
(Instrumental)
(Instrumental)