IHSAHN LYRICS

1. The Barren Lands

These are barren lands
Austere and cold
Desolate night
Of frozen time

Endless Fields of Cragged land
Has long since drank
The blood of war

Cold lair
Howling winds of sand,
Hunger, violence, solitary, godless

This scenery
So far so burned
So beautiful
It thirsts for more

These are barren lands
Austere and cold
Desolate night
Of frozen time

Unforgiving heart
Into the ways of Wolves

This is a Lion's lair

2. A Grave Inversed

Sandstorm
Breach of burning skies
Unyielding tempest of eternity and timeline
(chaos) all consuming sanctuary of reigning fire

Sacred heart of frozen soil
Unholy
Apocalyptic death cloud

[?]unbarred...disputed...not held...authority[?]

Floating 6 feet above the ground
The presence of a smiling elder face

Sandstorm
Breach of burning skies
This sanctuary with recourse

3. After

Like clandestine
dreamsborn sheep

winter occupy the plains

and this is the after, the ending events

ghosts through deathclouds
swarm the heavens
like swarming vultures

and this is the after
the ending events

this is the after
where nothing transcends

white knows black and no one smears...
snowblind skies dissolve...
[right wing for inches?]
overexposed...reflects the intercourse

or so the real raindrops held...

temples collapse in a rumbling choir
do not deny
heaven meets earth we'll fight to the death
forever know why...

and this is the after
the ending events
this is the after
where nothing pretends

4. Frozen Lakes On Mars

Frozen Lakes On Mars
Red fiery star, god of war
Blood stained archon in the sky
Far beyond the reach of those again

From the west, from the east
Burning red, terror completely
To watch the throne, cranial vent volcano
Upon this temple gave out of all who came
This impending cranium

Blue eyes like frozen lakes on mars, made fury
That there once was life inside
Blue eyes like frozen lakes on mars,
The cold remains the fires died
The mountain crown, has surpassed sanction
The ?hermie? final rapture, the ultimate descent
Into the deepest Vally of death

Drained in the all consuming sands of
Far beyond the reach of those again

Blue eyes like frozen lakes on mars, made fury
That there once was life inside
Blue eyes like frozen lakes on mars,
The cold remains the fire dies

5. Undercurrent

Quiet surface
Blurred reflection
Heaven's mirror
Calm awake

Like glass until it breaks
Like glass until it breaks

Peaceful silence
Pressing void
Moving shadows
In the melody

Like glass until it breaks
Like glass until it breaks

No ships set sail on this ocean
No longing gaze from the shores
No screams drown in this deafening storm
But echoes of remorse

A formless driftwood sculpture
Soars above the sunken towers
Of this broken, long-lost kingdom
This wrecked Atlantis

Now behold the premonition
The golden crest of waves
The globes of crimson fire
As the ocean drinks the sun

Deep, deep down
The mouth of pandemonium opens wide
Deep, deep down
When its not that beast
When its not that beast
Not that beast

6. Austere

Black silhouette
Upon a dark and ash-hued scenery
Cold hands receive
This battered stone

This battered stone

Twilight
Caress the windswept features
Unyielding
Shadow blacker still

Its shadow blacker still

All the while
Dead gaze on the horizon
Into clouds
As if contemplating
A fire reborn

A fire reborn

Black silhouette
Its shadow blacker still

7. Heaven's Black Sea

Emensity over
With sterling eyes
Above the still remains

In solid reflection
[Warrant?] the sculpture
Sinking into oblivion

And down below
The night finds a mirror
Reluctant eye
A fragment of will
Yearning to sink
Into this heavens black sea

[Oh no/all aboard?]
Nothing will
Aeons
Slow reprieve

[Repeat]

Emensity over
With sterling eyes
Above the still remains

In solid reflection
[Warrant?] the sculpture
Sinking into oblivion

And down below
The night finds a mirror
Reluctant eye
A fragment of will
Yearning to sink
Into this heavens black sea

8. On The Shores

Just like secrets, twisted allibies, for empty graves,
Unlike manors, cut and burned, a thousand times

Not like ours, coiled in coffins, weeping echoes,
Weeping echoes

Not by statues, golden monuments, war houses of worship
Unlike manors, where the great white sails, torn to shreds, No!

Not by promises, hungry shadows, in cold dark alleys,
These rocky shores, are crafted, by the pulse of the sail,
Ahh, by the pulse of the sail!

And here I go on...







IHSAHN LYRICS