1. THE BASTARD WIND

Second waiting, the bastard wind
Left you swaying but held again
So allaying you'll call to the veil
Where bled you fail

Found you longing for steel and field and cave
But still shackled by rows of endless waves
Will an essence you drown now cast you away
To sand and clay

So a shimmer of wave will strain to the sun
While deceiving the eye thats lost and won
Where a lesson to burn is fast to decay
In swell and spray

So as endless a dream it seems is lost out of shade
There in shoreless of hold you long to fade
So the cleansing of waves are nought to avail
Where bled you fail...

The lie means nothing to the sky or veil
The way will burn another day or fail
This time in passage you divine this grail
And climb from waves in endless line a pale

The granite lay sunken
As below
The wind that wrought the fire
So below

Soaring ascent in flame
Cinders of victims singed and maimed
Strip the wind to bleed again
Fall below oceanic flame

Naught the strain
That death has claimed
You leave the kill to pain

Deeds that bled away
Where in fairness wars ascension is to stay
There in violence you're mastering decay
You'll feed the beast this way
Where an effigy will climb towards the sun
There a peak on high will witness what is done
Air to thin and turn before the flames are gone
Carelessly you're burning all there is to one
Share the burden left in cinders by the ton
If nothing's to be done... if nothing's to be won

Strain the shadows and steep in shade
Earth left fallow for steeper grade
Climb once narrow is now the blade
That severs the wind

Calm but quaking on the shroud of the sun
Where its forsaken and below its flung
The storm is raging for the past has won
And led by the wings
You're led by the wings

Need led the lie to deny endless sky
Deeds led below
As above
For the foe


2. HEAVEN TORN LOW I (THE PASSAGE)

Bleed
Heaven torn low then thrown in the fire
Reave
Weap of the woe to mirror the ire
Eve
Joining the foe as ash in the pyre
Deceive
Heaven torn low then thrown in the fire...

Wake as the shattered flow
Further than far to go
What was above when they held you below
Are they to know

Cull for a quickening
Horizon is found on wing
Would it be shear where the living still cling
Are they to show

Hold of the handle fray
...prey...
Crumble of silt betray
Fingers that claw at the last of decay
...in mirrors...
Backwards the fall with gleam

The last of the blurs of screams
Would lift you as felled beyond nothing it seems

So now that it all seems clear
Away from the far and near
We'll orbit the climb beyond circling fear

And if I could hold this sphere
And vanquish all once held dear
I wouldn't remain to deceive or deny

I wouldn't hold pain in embrace with a lie
So wouldn't disdain fall away with the sky

Secrets you know
But barely can hold
...through mirrors you fray...
Fell from below
...all of the way...
With you in tow

A lesson to learn will pale in the shade that was ever to grow
Where seven will spurn this tale that the sixes in triumph will know
So here is a sphere where a tomb and a throne are left cold and alone
And if they unseen are to burn would their meaning ever have been known

So shatter the mighty of sword for you are still are to end in the cold
A desolate moon wouldn't now shed a tear for the lives that you sold
So here is atonement and here never read what the epitaph told
And I wouldn't know your name unless you had since shattered the mold

I wouldn't know your name unless you were the blackest of souls
You wouldn't call my name unless I was passage and toll


3. HEAVEN TORN LOW II (THE TOLL)

When you're stolen from the thief
And led by shadows to belief
Where beholden to defy the sacrifice on high
Now low to lie

When you're coldest will you leap
Set ablaze the path that only living keep
Where they told us none will lie
It's only there I'll fly in all denied

When in holding colder seas
Since the edges from inside that shattered freeze
When its only left undone
No battle to be won

Beyond the sun
When you're stolen from belief
When in waiting to be torn
To be torn


4. PRELUDE

(Instrumental)


5. THE UNBODIED AIR

You rise as shadow, seek to avail
These lies of marrow that fray on the nail
Leave nothing to defy
...avail...a veil...
So fry the gallows and sever the tale

Liquified sphere rising to moon
Where the sun once beat down
Upon the deadest of eyes
And bloodless of ties

Demise has cast its eye
From fields where pained the fallen stained the deathless sky
Where drawn to peak now torn
From cradled land a void in hand from this demand

For nigh will draw you high
From mountain rest the blackest crest on stellar nest
Should eyes return to lies
They'd fall rain upon the slain that hold no blame
To fall like rain upon the slain that hold no blame...

For broken and dismayed the rivers rise
Cast ashore to where the balance has decayed
For delay will only stoke the lies

For broken will evade the bloody reach of time
If to pour beyond the distance where the frayed
To delay the burden and the crime

For broken and betrayed now cast the die
As the tumble falls beyond the shattered cry
Now to lie in scattering divide

For broken now the stayed are last to tow the line
To beyond the burning the valleys where the eye
To defy, will only see the sky