One day you fell Down from the sky You oversaw things Forgot how to fly You're an angry bird Walking in circles all alone Angry bird Now you don't belong
In the center of the field stands the favorite player The ball comes floating in They say a silent prayer for him Fifty yards away A minute left to
walls of stone in the only village you've ever known. The rain-soaked moon plays splintered crystal shadows on your windowsill. Like sparks of light in the shifting skies, our ancient
There is an independent book store the last one that remained all the othres you might look for have been eaten by the chains the soldier on on one cleans
I got a letter; it came in the mail today I saw by the stamp it was written an ocean away No need to open it, I know what it must say I?ll just go back
After these processions comes the sweeping up The rag and bone possessions, an old tin cup The army trucks have hauled away the newly slain The angry
The stranger comes to town He is greeted like a prince Society declares him wise and funny Celebrities are only decorations in this place What really
This place is so far away From what passes for civilized life No shops and no cars and no city lights Just a river of stars Over the southernmost ocean
You put your tongue in the ear of the night Expecting rejection but finding instead A certain connection that left you surprised And then gave you electrical
land burnt black And bodies floating in blood War to us is holy We sacrifice our blood War to us is holy We bleed for ancient Gods Blasting forth with
ships with Norsemen braves Riding the northern wind They left their shores at early dawn As a red sun was rising in the east An ancient sign of coming
[Music: Aphazel] [instrumental]
Gaze into my broken eyes, where laughter and sorrow collide. Scattered are the pieces which time forgot. See the cracked mirror walls, emerald mist flowing
[Music: Jesus Christ !] [instrumental with samplers]
Crestfallen voices from the past, haunting me She calls me from the land of the dead, in twisted tongues The bells I hear are so cold, and so woeful Still
Originally performed by Mecyful Fate Now raise your hands and do the sign Oh hail Satan, yes hail Satan Lay down your swords, the evil star It's a black
I was born in the sign of Racea From lakes of fire I rose Born in flames to unleash Armageddon The powers of Hades are in my command In this grisly night
[Music & Lyrics : Aphazel] awakening in another realm in a distant time and place beyond the known world shricking voices calling out to the neverending