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Beyond The Pillars
01:26
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The Quickening
05:22
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They’ve scratched into stone chambered walls sonnets and poems
No key to decipher the code, of legends, of lore, of webs they have wove
To tangle ourselves into knots ‘til we fall right down the hole
To where no map can carry a man,
To where no man can call his home
Light gives light, to light discover light
Beware of the warning signs, the magick it fades at night
Light gives light, to light discover light
Beware of the warning signs, the magick it fades at night for the blind
We’ve latched onto the first familiar thing that we know
How to trust the eyes of a crowd
Tell me what to think, how to feel, what to know
Then rob us of sight until we’re blind, ‘til we fall right down the hole
To where no map can carry a man,
To where no man can call his home
Light gives light, to light discover light
Beware of the warning signs, the magick it fades at night
Light gives light, to light discover light
Beware of the warning signs, the magick it fades at night for the blind
There are things of dreams under the crust of the earth
Of Kings and Queens who ruled this place first
The weird giants sleep, we mustn’t be heard
Beware my warning or the magick fades away
Do you dare look into the glass?
Where lesser men prevail where the greater would stand
The measure of your being is the martyr of dreams
But the weight that you carry should be lighter than the feathers you preen
So you walk along brimstones to the looking glass
To see an elegant frame - but nothing looks back
You’re lost in the minutia where the Devil lies
But you’ve always been here - you were just closer to the sky
If we’re soon to die
At least we’ll fall not far from the Earth
Because we’re less in size
So lighter we’ll fall on the turn
At the quickening, it comes alive
Just to fade before your eyes
Oh because the magick fades away
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3. |
Master of the Games
06:10
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Direct your fears, not to the pawn of the game
For the Devil lies deep within the actor on the stage
Surely no small deed has brought me to this place
I’m fettered to an iron collar of a purgatory
I’m searching for the means to find myself to strength
To finish what I’ve started here, I must play the game
A cold gaze passes through me solemnly
With frozen eyes smiling mirthlessly
Petrified in the light
We are victims of the night
I heed the word of the Master of Games
But I rue the day that the pieces fall in place
I’m at your beck and call, on my knees before a wavering stage
At the apex of the mountains in your subreality
Direct your fears not to the pawn of the game
For the Devil lies deep within the actor on the stage
I awake with eyes turned blind, trapped somewhere between
First and second sight
Of spit and clay is the key, to our nightmares and our dreams
Draw the curtains to see eyes staring back at me
A cold gaze passes through me solemnly
With frozen eyes smiling mirthlessly
Petrified in the light
We are victims of the night
Master of the Games
I’m not sure who is to blame,
Am I Master or am I Slave?
And I’m not sure when this game will end,
If the night never turns to day
But surely no small deed has brought me to this place
I’m fettered to an iron collar of a purgatory
I’m searching for the means to find myself to strength
To finish what I’ve started here, I must play the game
A cold gaze passes through me solemnly
With frozen eyes smiling mirthlessly
Petrified in the light
We are victims of the night
I heed the word of the Master of Games
But I rue the day that the pieces fall in place
I’m at your beck and call, on my knees before a wavering stage
At the apex of the mountains in your subreality
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4. |
Not of the Cruciform
05:29
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Exiled to an isolation, disavowed by my own kind
Shanghaied from all I love, my life and what I’ve left behind
My only sin to speak is my piety, I believe
There’s no answers for what I seek
There’s no hole for the key
I once found love in darkness,
Never looking, never wondering
The answers to the questions or what the hell they mean
A dumb smile affixed upon me, little beings with their opaque minds
Send love back home - I’m not alone! I’ve made contact of the third kind
But had I known my last words to speak was back in the seed
I’d have chosen wisely - but now there’s no one left to hear my plea
So I’m back to chasing down the dream
Every evening at the bottom of the cleft
So I’m back on the secrets that you keep
From a man of the crucifix
But not of the cruciform
In the walls of the labyrinth you expose me to truth
Had me stripped of my wit and playing the fool
But you keep your distance, lest your secrets revealed
Never giving no warning of how good it’d feel
Exiled to an isolation, disavowed by my own kind
Shanghaied from all I love, my life and what I’ve left behind
I’m just a shell, so to speak, with a whisper of humanity
I recede, there’s no answers that I seek
Now that the enlightened ones have told me
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5. |
Protector and the Horse
05:29
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You call me a vagrant, tramp, a down and out
On a celestial sort of a soiled dream
Through the eye of the Cyclops you peer out the looking glass
Way up in the stars, do you see as I see?
Only black and horrible things
I can’t be proud, the time for that has come and passed
Couldn’t say I’ve given even half of what I’ve had
But I lay awake wondering how long can it last
Sixty-five to twenty-three but I can’t escape the past
Heart of Athene, cold hard and frayed
On the Arion I can do no harm, so I put myself away
The pale of the horse, you fear the worst
But I’m just a jester and this court is my curse
Marauder of the sky, marooned at heart
I was protector once in time gone far
But that was long ago
So many moons I’ve past, so many memories
But that’s just not enough
Maybe I could dim the starlight’s glow that blinds my eyes
Let me know there’s still something
To keep me hanging on
Heart of Athene, cold hard and frayed
On the Arion I can do no harm, so I put myself away
The pale of the horse, you fear the worst
But I’m just a jester and this court is my curse
Marauder of the sky, marooned at heart
I was protector once in time gone far
Remind me why I left, or maybe why I came
To live just to be left, when I could have walked away
What are the limits of a man who dance among the graves
Then buries his head in the sand or tries to run away
The mare is on the moon, she danced the night away
In shards of crystal hewn, I see reflections of her face
Now the sandglass is on it’s side, I hang my head in shame
Because even if I tried, there’s nothing I could say
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6. |
Into the Archway
04:54
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In here the world slips away,
Inscribed on stone walls are mendacious games we all love to play
These castle walls sing songs for the souls that they claim
But all you hear is the clashing of chains, calling you…
Into the Archway
I once saw the quell of the moon through the eye of the putlog hole
Awakened my memory of a man who lived here so long ago
But I filled it with the sand just to quiet the dream
If dark is all that you have, then darkness is all that you need
Try and hold a candle to the halls of this great maze
But Hell is all I see
A rabbit’s warren or labrynthiform - am I making it harder to leave?
Everyone is watching, but nobody is looking at me
What kind of god would orchestrate a brick and mortar beast?
I once saw the quell of the moon through the eye of the putlog hole
Awakened my memory of a man who lived here so long ago
Fill me with song, just to feel something
These walls echo a tune while the Citadel and I sing
Try and hold a candle to the halls of this great maze,
No cardinal point or ordinal guide, there’s no rhyme to these rational things
A rabbit’s warren or a labrynthiform, am I making it harder to leave?
Everyone is watching, but nobody is looking at me
What kind of spell would it take to set me free?
Suffering unto the guests who dare to serve the realm
Hell knows no rest, until you tear me from this helm
They called me Lusus Naturae, left to die and locked away
But I wouldn’t change a goddamn thing, the view is nice wouldn’t you say?
In here the world slips away,
Inscribed on stone walls are mendacious games we all love to play
They say that these castle walls sing songs for the claimed
But all you’ll hear is the clashing of chains, calling you…
Into the Archway
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7. |
Sentinel at the Spire
06:59
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Sentinel at the spire, you’re losing your mind here
Keep alert, watching Titans dance until the dusk sweeps you away
And then you’ll expire to brimstone and fire, peacefully
When the ashes clear you will be just a memory
Left without a trace, there is nothing
Our existence, up for debate and you ask me,
Were we ever even here?
[The Sentinel:]
“Child of the light, infinite, and you,
A smile drawn at the last eye of dawn,
Freed from the flower of light and life”
Sentinel at the spire free your mind
Empty your trove and write
Until you’re free from the burdens of life
You left us a book with one page missing
But the remainder, another cuneiform mystery
What can I say, what can I do?
The records you keep are only kept here for you
What can I say, what can I do?
The records you keep die here with you
[The Sentinel:]
“The missing page is the key
To reveal the words I speak
So take the words you know
And match them to symbol”
Sentinel at the Spire you call me tonight,
I’ve been watching the mysteries you’ve tasked yourself to scribe
Lemurian seeds and Atlantean dreams,
Dance in the seams of the records you keep
Sentinel at the Spire, you’re losing your mind here
Keep alert, watching Titans dance until the dusk sweeps you away
And then you’ll expire to brimstone and fire, peacefully
When the ashes clear you will be just a memory
Left without a trace there is nothing
Our existence, up for debate, would you answer me
What can I say, what can I do?
The records you keep are only kept here for you
What can I say, what can I do?
The records you keep die here with you
[The Sentinel:]
“The missing page is the key
To reveal the words I speak
So take the words you know
And match them to symbol”
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8. |
Tower of Dreams
05:01
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I’m finding it hard to sleep,
Knowing what going on under my feet
Keeping quiet in secrecy
Until the heralds call for me
So into the darkness we lead
To the gallows of wool-gathered dreams
Into the darkness we lead
Beyond the pillars of obscurity
Do we hide behind the comfort of a lie?
Are we the same, you and I?
When we’re lying naked in the night
So into the darkness we lead
To the gallows of wool-gathered dreams
Into the darkness we lead
Beyond the pillars of obscurity
Light the flame and look to the Tower of Dreams!
No surface dwellers can see the things that I can see
No mercy for the sound of mind
We’ll find the blind and gouge out their eyes
So they can see what lies behind
The darkness of their eyes, thin fabric veiled lies
With their vacant gazes, absent minds
No one’s looking for the pleasures that we hide
Inside our fortress on high
We’re casting pearls to the swine
As they feed amongst the troughs with the flies
Smoke and mirrors in the night,
Clouded judgment, doubt in my eyes
I’ve lost what I’m trying to find
A hidden key, lost memory
Forgotten past, or distant dream
I only see what I’m wanted to see
By the Tower of Dreams
They’re calling me
Seven sounds, seven trumpets
One-by-One
To a distant star
Mount the steed and ride forth into the dark
This Tower of Dreams will see you lost amongst the stars
No mercy for the sound of mind
We’ll find the blind and gouge out their eyes
So they can see what lies behind…
…a man out of time
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9. |
Soldiers of Obscurity
05:00
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Look behind there’s nothing to find
I can see only dark, no more light
Stone warrior waits here at night
Patiently, he watches the time
Did I wait too long, or did I get it right?
I can’t be a soldier, I’m just a man out of time
A sword is worn down to a knife
Dulled the blade on either side
Snuffed the flame, doused the light
But all the winds of time were on my side
And the count is off but still I lead…
My left hand trembles
When the right could show such terrible things
But they’re holding me down
Pointing back to the pillars of obscurity
There’s a heart inside the stone
As the chisel strikes and the hammer swings
A horrible sound
As the clock tick ticks and the bell tower sings
I’m a man out of time
In the land of the blind
A man out of time
Lost in the thralls of night
All I can see now
Dark shadows loom that the giants cast
I’m sharing my footprints
Though I know this step could be my last
Architects and sculptors,
I’m the orphan child you left behind
So cast me to the pillars
Just to keep me alive
Sculpt me to stone
In memoriam
Slowly it goes
Until the Bell Tower Tolls
I’m a man out of time
In the land of the blind
A man out of time
In the land of the blind
Armed to teeth
We stand as Soldiers of Obscurity
Soldiers of inerrancy
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