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1. The Wood Of Suicides

Who am I? Why an I?
This makes no sense, I must have closure
Do I live? Have I died?
This senseless feeling covers over
What I am, what I've done
All I've known, what I've become
I can't recall a thing from past
Just fog and distant braying in the dark

As I wander through forgotten planes
Of intrigue and remorse
A sorrow grips my tortured voice
Impained from this discourse
Lamenting shades of ancient grey
Enveloping my soul
Discovering the darker sin
Within my mind's control
Unravelling my septic will
This fog of fury past
Proceeds without so much respect
To tear my smokescreen sanctuary apart

Cold winds blow through twisted trees
Gnarled limbs claw desperately
Towards an unyielding night sky
And still I wander
Thoughtlessly devoid through
And hopelessly lost in despair
There is nothing, I am nothing
I need nothing but to understand..

These roads, they say, aren't safe to travel
Enwreathed in fog by day
The restless spirit wanders nightly
Cursed and left asunder
Frightening apparitions
Haunting prelibations
Damning, occult fascinations
Dangerous affiliations..

.. be wary.

Denouncing convictions and claiming no threat
How little this means in complete retrospect
Yet the tolling of bells from an unknown position
Betrays all hope of refuge from boundless suspicion

This is all that's left of me..

Those I find, the ones that dare
To penetrate the forest air
In luring through seductive flair
I'll take them
From pasts unknown, as is my own
I care not to pursue, their only worth to me
Is in their wisdom still
I'll take them
To my nightmare world, my endless dream
My frightening realm of fog and screams
Where terrors mount and horrors breed
In skinless, rotting corpse strewn heaths
They will hep me understand..

.. you will help me understand.

2. Epiphany (Soliloquy)

Awake.. awake..
A sense of dread doth penetrate
My head it spins, my legs, they quake
An ill here done in shroud of dark
Eyes that cannot see
For fear that what beheld
Would violate my sanity

This lightless room
This cold and sightless tomb
What terrors herein lurk
I must expose yet fear exert it's course
Yet more..

I illuminate!

Oh strongest discord!
And boldest misdeed!
A chill runs down my spine surveying this scene
A body there lies dead at my feet
Cold and inert
It's lifeblood drained from gaping slits
Face contorted in silent suffering
Before the ensuing release of death

Speechless I move
Mindlessly lost
A scream from the shadows, resounding in shock
My candle doth drop, I fall to my knees
Braying in horror at what I have seen
Lidless eyes staring accusingly
The blood on my own hands incriminating me
Yet something is missing, something I should know
Reality sets, my blood runs cold

The body familiar, someone I once knew
A lifetime ago in an age lost in mist
Now no longer failing, my memory renewed
An innocent victim denied his existence
I sink to weary knees once more
Beside this broken man upon the floor

Have I killed him?
Yes, I have killed him
For he is me and I am forsaken
Henceforth forevermore to this lightless room
This soul confining tomb

In life I yearned to be rid of myself
I death we rot together in this hell

3. The House On Hollow's Hill

Survival depends on defiance of law
The rejection of sanitised, obstructive causes
Reversion to primitive, instinctive impulse
The thrill of the hunt, the encompassing rush

Those who deviate from common bounds
Must suffer the scorn of a nation enraged
And those who would inflict this barbaric transgression
Will face no reprisal removed from confession

Heed well this warning of due darkness told
Hear now this story of two darkened souls..

This friendship bold, alliance strong
Upon this path we've strayed too long
The Autumn air bears nought but calm
Not mute despair, nor mild alarm

As dusk ensues, we walk still more
Retracing paths from days of yore
The bonds of brethren strengthened still
Beneath this weathered house on Hollow's Hill

Unaware of what abounds
Oblivious to what surrounds

Darkness collects, the cataract manifests
The son is overwhelmed, the Sun beaten back
Attacked by the blackest, immodest hate
Two souls unburdened by morality

Spite centered, ungendered spawn
Of Hell's merciless abyss
Grasped by fingers of strengthened ire
Forged Mephistophelian beings of dark desire
Dragged are they to the house above
Taken away from all that would brave this tumult

So here begins the end of Summer's light
The death of all
Glorification of the unholy, the night

The clasp of iron holds me tight
My throat contracts with gut-wrenching fright
Sick visions fill my head
Am I alive, or am I fucking dead?

Tight shackles brace my wrists
Flesh held, molested, binding unstitched
As dolls made and broken
We children of Goshen
Torn screaming from plenty
To pastures abhorrent and empty

If walls could talk, an endless horror told
These four boards of unknown ages old
This house removed from time and space
A loveless void God cannot penetrate
Still ever more sickening this torment becomes
More stitches removed as we slowly come undone
Exposing the moist innards of the prey

Together in life we shared a bond
Forever in death we suffer alone
Our bodies carved to the bone, unprotected
The warning of common sense here attested
These two kindred spirits, molested and ingested

Beneath an empty sky, a deed here done sublime
The Godless stars forever baring witness to our crime
Satisfied are we..

Satisfied are we.

All lyrics written and arranged by G. Sansom

Thanks to garthvader17 for sending these lyrics.

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