CARNAC LYRICS

1. Prevalence

[Instrumental]

2. Catechesis

Their stones be seized their wood be burnt their banners sway
Advanced in these swine words while them brackish hands held together through the charred meadows

Haste in brittle pulses where no remedy pillars under the rhythms that foster red blight dust
It dispels the savored sweat, the soothed blood
Caught between the incubus and the succubus

Ward off the vows to the sea, to the dirt so may his ribs welcome you and keep you
Rudolf, Denisova, Erectus come feast in the dale where free man hides his throat, where Free man beacons still

Remember!
The lanterns settled so high in a mnemonic cast on the pillager's hike
This is tomorrow!
Lit by aphasic scribes equipt in and carry green oaths

There could be more relevance to your tales and morals
If it would be so clear as to what is being summed

Lost cries, shouts and laughs in unison infuriate the hearts of good faith
Contentment never follows, release ever arrives

Remember!
The lanterns settled so high in a mnemonic cast on the pillager's hike
This is tomorrow!
Lit by aphasic scribes equipt in and carry green oaths

Intuitions adrift
Notions aloft
Under a tired order
Build the honored past here in the bellows

3. Vast of Night

Golden leafs in coats of luck
With their narrow frown they count no smiles
Witness the sore and dull testament, the time squandered

Long live the ill mornings in alleys sacked
Corpse collectors and bone grinders
Realms where my levies lay fraught
Missing roofs worn, home

There be the sunken shadowed sky
Where the banished settles the empty creeks
Soaked in ashen cold and dew during the day
Desolated and hidden in the vast of night

Howling at the forums of whispers
And serving to magistry's pane
Nailed in shame by the teeth
No choir no hymn

Belong in the decline and its degenerate shroud
The right to be born in goals of interregnum forever
Which fares gifts that last only seconds after
So it'd be cursed till the seventh to the seventh

Below the beaming of gospels and decrees
Where I gaze the defeat, the abandonment
The wreckage of a soul's light
Bound in nothing

In its vulgar form I am strained
At its worst there isn't any resolution
To the ruin and the triumph sanctioned
No dream is separated until death

4. Abysmal Ire

Songs once led the march of a thousand feet
Quiver my bones inch by inch
The fever is ecstatic
And the sickness so hollow

A king's monuments to sighs and prayers
Redeem avarice deeds bestowed upon dreams
For the shit canyons and desert hills
Such victories of knackered malice

How eager have we been?
To bash the side of a skull
To rip the pelvis out
Along a reverie of ease

Lumps of dread and rigour
All remained as vicious sins

Onward a griefless path
Tender hearts and stout stances wane
Every dead victory marks
Another perish in friendly heats

There it is, the abysmal ire
Still in deliria and fear

Penitence in fealty
A captive grieving
For the unseen cuts and gashes
And much that shall be missed

Cast the fury astray
Cloven voices beat the wind

Dull stares and lucid blinks
Embers showered in unfeathered lights
Forfeits of a fidget senile

Your nights will be the gutter
The deadlocks of tremor

Onward a griefless path
Morning pleas nest the wake
Every dead victory marks the necrosis,
The anguish and the fray

Damn the evermore kisses
Damn the charming glory
And damn the mourning silence
And all which echo the days

5. Urlicht

Castle torn in times
Outreach the pavements
Numbing fires, dim lights and ashes
Upon a band of silken threads

Then cries an aiding sound
In insightful distrust
Meek inherits a sinister shrine
Upon a band of silken threads

Communion!
Of isles, and shores, of dawns
Communion!
Of the sallow froths
Yet a primal light shines

Here casted an aiding sound
To arms! Dead silhouettes pass by
Those wither which once shine
Sehr feierlich, einfach sein

Be there when the odes grace us
Doubt dissipates stalwart eyes
A chasm left devours
Filth in wind and filth in souls

Communion!
Of isles, and shores, of dawns
Communion!
Of the sallow froths
Yet a primal light shines

[From "3. Trost im Unglück " and "14. Urlicht" in "Des Knaben Wunderhorn":]
Geh' du nur hin! (Off you go!)
Ich hab' mein Teil! (I have my due!)
Ich lieb' dich nur Narretei! (I love you only in folly!)
Ohn' dich kann ich wohl leben! (Without you I can well live!)
Ohn' dich kann ich wohl sein! (Without you I can well exist!)
Ja leben! (Yes, live!)
Ohn' dich kann ich wohl leben! (Without you I can well live!)
Ohn' dich kann ich wohl sein! (Without you I can well exist!)
Ja leben! (Yes, live!)

Ach nein! Ich ließ mich nicht abweisen! (Ah no, I would not be turned away!)
Der Mensch liegt in größter Not! (Man lies in greatest need!)
Ich bin von Gott, und will wieder zu Gott! (I am from God and want to return to God!)
Der Mensch liegt in größter Pein! (Man lies in greatest need!)
Der liebe Gott wird mir ein Lichtchen geben (The loving God will give me a little of
Der Mensch liegt in größter Not! (Man lies in greatest need!)
Wird leuchten mir bis in das ewig selig Leben! (will illuminate me into the eternal blessed life!)
Der Mensch liegt in größter Pein! (Man lies in greatest need!)

6. Vain

The call for unworthy plead carved through viscera
Chimes in foresight and on summits ever visible
Burnt in reflections daring to climb, gash and falter

Everything a pursuit of guidance, a burst of
Direction rid of silence

Stories that were told bitter in exclusivity
Prey in false embrace

Where mock of chaos invades care and lustre

Steps in seclusion draw blazes burning out to ashes that greet suspense more than eyes craving confusion

They fade amused in seasons that couldn't be catched

While foes and friends are condemned to be found in better times' blows carrying beginnings In currents that flesh out now

Crowns of sleep bid reparations in truth whose voice reside under molten plagues

Where mock of chaos invades care and lustre

Decay instead,
A deliberate exile
And flow ad hominem

7. Waves

There will come soft rains
The smell of ground
Not one will care
Feathery fire

Bent double, like old beggars under sacks
Knock-kneed, coughing like hags
Cursed through sludge

Waves keep me sordid
Under the skin
Tear all down just to be close to the sin
As I see cages
Confined within
In all my dreams before dust settles in

There will come soft rains
The smell of ground
Not one will care
Feathery fire

Bent double like old beggars

Swallows circling with
Their shimmering sound
Not one would mind.

She woke at dawn.
Not really know we were gone
All went pale when they arrived

Knock-kneed, coughing like hags
Cursed through sludge under sacks

There will come soft rains
Not one will care
Feathery fire

Knock-kneed, coughing like hags
Cursed through sludge

She woke at dawn
Would barely know we were gone

Swallows circling with
Shimmering sound

Waves keep me sordid
Under the skin
Tear all down just to be close to the sin
As I see cages
Confined within
In all my dreams before dust settles in

There will come soft rains
There will come soft rains
Feathery fire
Feathery fire

8. Loathing Gaze

The fields you go for
Filled with mud
Essence torn apart

Covered with silence
Screams of gore
All abandoned and sore

What match you have when
Rain brings down terror
Repressing hate
Down with your sorrow

Regrets of the past
More vigilant
The case for the damned

None called the wise
None knows the light
Less is more
What's more is blood

None called the wise
None knows the light
Less is more

Reach deep down
You'll find it hollow
Abandoned ashes
That once were meadow

A way to reclaim
An age old story
Taken for granted
Unending glory

Say a prayer for the weak now
Use the tongue
Of disease and suffer

Reach deep down
You'll find it hollow
Abandoned ashes
That once were meadow

A way to reclaim
An age old story
Taken for granted
Unending glory

Bring the blood red crown back
For the righteous

Praising power
For the outrageous

Break down concepts again
See where it leads humble men
Burning flames with brimstone
And the alchemists
Swore to take them down







CARNAC LYRICS