ILIUM LYRICS

1. Antigone

The fight is over now, both are dead
Which way will I turn?
Polynices, Eteocles my friends
Both in blood we're bound
Fought for the Polis, take it for their own
But now death's seeds are sown

What is happening to the system?
Is this really Dikaios?
Where is my free will?
Family or Polis - who can tell?

Creon the Polis supports Polynices
As he fought for the state
But I cannot bury only one
Fear miasma my fate
Creon sees Eteocles a traitor
Turning on his state
What is happening to the system?
Is this really Dikaios?
Where is my free will?
Family or Polis - who can tell?

My life of pain has taught me this
That no one reign ensures you bliss
Be true to me 'cause I'm the one
Not the state who can bring me undone

Creon has now lost his family
Haemon, Eurydice
Creon's tragedy is now overt
Now he sees his guilt
Oedipus my father of the curse
Has led us all to death

2. Embrace The Myth

Salamander's fire
Immune - the flames burn higher
The dream will never tire
Fuelled by its own desire

Hear the voices of the netherworld call your spirit
Death is to mock and life is to fear
The abstract wonders of old your mind wil soon inherit
The dim fog of Stys tells your soul is near

Reality is now imagination
Destiny is yours to decide
Authority lies trapped in crystal cages
Your enemy locked out - you're mystified

Material world full of merciless hate
Sense of wonder is lost - forced back to Hell's dark
gates
Dissipate the seeds - the magic is weak
But it can be reclaimed by those who set out to seek

A spiritual journey - is Heaven so near?
Once we've pushed through the smog everything is so crystal
clear
Deathis to mock and life to fear
Immortality yours - you are your future's engineer

No going back - a willing prisoner
Cerebral attack - your mind alive
The forgotten track - a path you shall enter
Find your own way

Dull pains of Earth - are left behind now
Non-currency worth - your mind the key
Eacg grain of dirt - a magic goldmine
Do it your way

Join the other race
No prejudice is your mind
A plane that has no place
To the soul that is so blind

Embrace the myth - what have you to lose?
Your sanity is there to amuse
See the world in different views
Embrace your myth - it's the path you must choose

3. Solitary Empires

Greed - a need from within
Pain - fuelled by a weakness
Network - built from agression
Power - false security

A nation - built out of fear
All freedom - is non-existent
Genocide - root out all non-believers
This is an empire

Expansion - an aggregat of earth and water
Influence - woven into civil slaughter
Despot - a cruel, chaotic order

Psytocracy - a psychomatic regime
Mogul - a manipulative maraduder
Devinity - destiny within a doctrine

Propulsion in order to survive
Lack of rescources - too inefficient to survive
Uprising, the subjugated now revive
Revolution - the restrained are now resurrected

4. Half-Life

Time is the healer
Space great concealer
Life makes you wonder
Struck down by thunder

And as you feel your body rot
You're alive and then you're not
An eerie presence digests your soul
You're in Purgatory's hold

Sound is a blur
Sight been deferred
Nothing left to view
Desease has captured you

You're alive and then you're not
An eerie presence digests your soul
You're in Purgatory's hold

You're alive and then you're not
An eerie presence digests your soul
You're in Purgatory's hold

Power leaks your brain
What was your birth to gain?
Asphyxiate your breath
It's brought you to your death

And as you feel your body rot
You're alive and then you're not
An eerie presence digests your soul
You're in Purgatory's hold
You're in Purgatory's hold
You're in Purgatory's hold
Your shackled soul has now been sold

5. Semblance

6. Incipience: Beowulf Defeats Grendel

In a world of eternal dreams
A time where bravery engulfed morality
Beowulf, under the Wielder of Glory
The son of Edgetheow
The servant of Hygelac
Would become the Heorot of the Danes

Grendel, man, monster, demon
Tearing at will through the land
A blood lusted orgy of man
Hygelac must end this feast

Beowulf our wielder of glory
Son of Edgetheow
The servant of Hygelac
The Heorot of the Danes

Beowulf sails with the warther Geats
Saltwater whips at his face
As he pictures this creature of evil
Banished a kindred of Cain

Beowulf our wielder of glory
Son of Edgetheow
The servant of Hygelac
The Hoerot of the Danes

The benches were cleared for Beowulf and Geats
The stout-hearted warriors bore strenght in the feast
The song of the poet rang strong in the Heorot
The carousing of people singing of victories

Rage inflamed, wreckage bent
He ripped off the jaws of the hall
His eyes lit like fire by night
Fuelled by proponquity of pain

Grendel reached out with unfreindly fingers
Hygelac's brave kinsman tore through tendons
Grendel found flesh and bone had failed him
To Beowulf the glory of the fight was granted

Beowulf our wielder of glory
Son of Edgetheow
The servant of Hygelac
The Hoerot of the Danes

Beowulf our wielder of glory
Son of Edgetheow
The servant of Hygelac
The Hoerot of the Danes

7. The Celestial Sphere

8. Quoth The Raven

9. Tombsouls

10. Sirens Of The Styx

ILIUM LYRICS