IHSAHN LYRICS

1. Arrival

Eventually the fire overcame
The smell of [?] old rooms and dust
Now seal the purposes anew
The night outside was still the same

From the window one could see
The long dark road stretch back for miles
A path of peril, sleepless black
Now breathing slow alone, not free

Breathing slow
Alone, not free

Within this cloak of shame
There is nothing worth undoing
The night outside is still the same

Tragedy, white snow and storm
By now would cover any track
Of this escape whence no one knew
The crime was cold, the passion warm
And though all fears were now long dead
A whisper of the night advise
The door be locked, and better still
To keep a shotgun by the bed

Sleepless
Fearless
Lifeless

Within this cloak of shame
There is nothing worth undoing
The night outside is still the same

White snow would cover every track
Of this escape whence noone knew
And all the fears should be long dead
The night outside was still the same

2. The Paranoid

Panic strikes in slow motion!
Heart's clenched like a fist
A physical pain
A sense of defeat

This smell of isolation
A hall of mirrors multiplying
Grotesque features of a golden idol
Melting fast in the fires of confession

And the shame feeds the anger
feeds the shame
feeds the anger
feeds the shame

Dim lights from a dying coal cast a silhouette upon
the soot-smeared window, the unsolvable crime

And the heart implodes like a faithless star
Beating backwards, beating fast into black coals of nothingness
Beyond redemption
And the shame feeds the anger
feeds the shame
feeds the anger
feeds the shame

3. Introspection

Time dissolves before my eyes
I know, the graves, they always try to hide

Then, what are graves to me?
Their sins are not infectious
I claim immunity to their disease
Oh, the serpent coils...
Again I will consume the fire
To purge the entrails of my soul.

Now let go, disperse the fear
Loose the grip on what is out there
What I see is deep inside
Paranoid will be my guide

Hollow eyes will lead the way
A quest for peace will burn in the end
Inhale, exhale, reach far into the deep
Descend to where the devil's crying, angels weep

Better forget what force wide open
Embrace the night where blood is
On the darkness, to return to black

Oh, I fall and know to bleed
The source from whence my demon sees
Time dissolves before my eyes
I know, the graves, they always try to hide

Breathe (...)

Breathe, reach far into the deep

On a quest for peace
On a quest for peace
In burning ruin

4. The Eagle And The Snake

I crawl through mud and secrecy
To reach the edge of sanity
And fall... through cleansing air
Clashing down into the sea

We - between the eagle and the snake
Beyond what is real and what is fake
Between the eagle and the snake
The walls come down

Embrace the pain of this profound affliction
And yearn the sting, the serpent's tranquil kiss
Just sow and reap the gifts of liberation
To reach the shore and do it all again

It is night, now, do all leaping fountains speak louder
And my soul, too, is a leaping fountain
It is night: Only now do all songs of lovers awaken
And my soul too is the song of a lover

We - between the eagle and the snake
Beyond what is real and what is fake
Between the eagle and the snake
The walls come down

5. Catharsis

To drain the blood from his veins
This black stinking oil
And scorch the print of every finger
On these cold hands

To pull the teeth from the jaws
Of this treacherous skull
As to shut the eyes and the mouth
To enveil his head
Impale his heart

To cut off every limb
That never touched the sun
All these burns
A burning offering to new blood that would bother
Why suffer?

To drain the blood
To scorch the prints
To pull the teeth
To shut the eyes
Enveil his head
Impale his heart

To cut off every limb
That never touched the sun
All these burns
A burning offering to new blood that would bother
Why suffer?

This crippled memory
This crippled memory
This crippled memory

6. Something Out There

Lies running over the snow-plated dew
Like a statue of ice...
With no more room for (...)
Slowly taken down by age
Going back through every page
Something old, something new
Something borrowed, something blue

They like a monument's (...)
(...) pierced the naked light
(...)
(...)
Rime frost blocking out the light
Drapes the memories in night
Something old, something new
Something borrowed, something blue

This will not sleep
This will not die
This will not sleep
This will not die

The world is away feasting on the intestines
While guilted (...) out alone
When the skeleton eagle fought, fought, fought to the ground...
Slowly taken down by age
Going back through every page
Counting enemies in flashlight dreams
Rime frost blocking out the light
Drapes the memories in night
Something old, something new, something, something...

This will not sleep
This will not die
This will not sleep
This will not die

7. Grief

[Instrumental]

8. The Grave

He hammers the earth with a shovel
Anger thunders with every strike
Inside his skull
a funeral
a cold-blooded murder.

he hammers the earth with a shovel
yet, his grave was empty from the start
someone or something
to forget
A hole in the ground

He hammers...

he hammers the earth with a shovel
beating it all to dust and stone
beyond recognition
faceless
bloodstained soil

he wipes the sweat of his forehead
a strained laughter in the face of dawn
Marks the completion, the end
The last missing pages

Secretly he hammers the earth.

9. Departure

Please get away from me...
Descending backwards
Through the sleepless black
Washing the firey glare
The small (...)
In the distance, it disappears

Breathing with emptiness
Filled with collumns of winter and night
The stinging sensation remains
Of hungry eyes, nurturing the pain

The stinging sensation remains
Of hungry eyes, nurturing the pain

To return from (...)
Revive from colder air, yeah
Watching, watching... there was a man
Through (...)

Your heart is barren flame
You keep it above your head
Like a torch gone black
You dig in the dark, you dig in the dark

She spoke to me like hope was real
That peace was something I could feel

10. Recollection

[Limited Edition Digibook Bonus Track]

The playful years of spring
Killer's romantic dreams
Of misanthropy

The playful years of spring
Killer's romantic dreams
Of misanthropy
Of misanthropy

The playful memories
Killer's romantic dreams
Of the misanthrope

Yet deep down, the shame
Knowing they were only lies
Fabricated alibi

Though now it seems that all the shame and secrecy was all a waste, was all a waste
That those (that those, that those) longings of truth were just a premonition
That those lies are now the truth

Deep down, the shame
Knowing they were only lies
Deep down, the shame
Knowing they were only lies

Deep down, the shame
Knowing they were only lies
Deep down, the shame
Knowing they were only lies

Knowing they were only lies
Knowing they were only lies







IHSAHN LYRICS