zodijackyl light Crown the impulse that deliberately fall defeat in spiritless action Isolation - burn the greenwood order of the vertical path Descendent crawl in the remnants of one thousand lies Restaging torching a world that was left behind Zodiackyl light Cross the sharpest void deride the embers of his faith the bringer that on million horses ride Waiting for the call within the spark of sin ever reminiscent of the coming of storm Can you see the cosmic face in which disorder lies Burning of opression the inventor is the killing hand Be that of the darkest sin to frustrate hope and love I shall not be blinded I shall not be forced Resistance feasting on debris from celestical wars Burning in the sky beyond the realm of time Sequence of the nucleus the glowing dust in flight Zodijackal light And they ride, they ride the drama takes the lead the beast of heaven their guide Racing through the vastness constellation disarray that darkness could not have existed that bares no witness to the light Sweet endless Perpetually pronge through interior vaults So seamless Joints of time cannot shackle the beast Zodiackal light. Razorfever Born of laughter strangled by sin No remorse mistreat the soul again No features the blur of things denied No return the cross to bear is my own Just one sip and life returns Razorfever The pollution of your narrow perception Read into the lines of men's work Degeneration: let the truth be known Numb the pain with the liquid of fire Razorfever burns Born a desperation's child admist the last descent Fierce as that of angel's wrath to lay the soul to rest Just one sip Just one more Just one and so my world can be restored. Shadowlit facade Develop every aspect enchance its foetal form distort for the purpose of another aim For you shall know me see why in shadows I hide Lest be thy own defeat Contence refined Truth might falter give up your vows update the aura of the shadowlit facade Pinned down to your defences by the struggle for one others awe Content in loneliness For the dawn shall cast no shadow from your monolith of lies descend from the delusion of degradation and despair For the one that reaps good fortune on the cost of all good faith Suffering must lead him on amidst his loneliness For the one who speaks besides his tongue shall learn all is not good and fair All in vain - the search that never ends Action, reaction still no words come clear in denial of the constant change Unbegun, undenial, unforseen by thee the words underneath the shelter be Spare me.
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