IN DREAD RESPONSE LYRICS

1. Forgotten Wasteland

Re-igniting the flames of the past, as my eyesight is darkening
such a wonderful life, is it not? A burden I never chose to bear...
hear the echoing drone of the dull, as my eyesight is darkening,
winter birds throw themselves from the sky,
autumn leaves stacked like graves just unearthed,
waiting for a new life to be birthed, such a beautiful world, is it not?
Vines hanging from forest canopies, descending like nooses from the trees..
like nooses from the trees, an adoration
only one escape is not to breathe,

only one way trains leave from this station,
and the dead they may sing
sing with elation,

...gaining such little warmth from the sun,
as it dimly reflects from the moon, in my fear of complete solitude, in the fear of a life isolated, someone's sweet caress never to come
gaining such little warmth from the sun...

With every friendship, there's another foe
With every tombstone, there's another birth
In every dewfall, there's another cold
In every daybreak, I'm getting so old,

so old and the night descends like another nail
into the casket, waiting in a forgotten wasteland.

Never to be found.

2. Awaiting The Funeral Of The Dawn

3. In The Arms Of The Absurd

there were vultures preying on the dead nameless
calling from beyond the fathomless depths
a sea engulfing tranquility, unquiet
serpents glow through benighted murkiness
and we're plowing through pillars of submerging forests
beneath a rotting cloak of perished mosses
like an embryo birthed to a pale lifeless form
the vessels are wrecked by a noxious anthem
tunnels and lights concealed in gloom
a somber sunrise drowns in apathy
the passage opens to serene termination

Where are the days of rainbows?
Hand me this wine of communion to forget
Times of happiness? Oh the hours of emptiness

...so cunning are the waves of comfort
only to be thrown onto a shallow bay
this vessel is wrecked.

and we fell through a nonchalant haze of grey
the dying sun no longer sends its rays
below the canopy of the ancients
beneath the tiers of a thousand years
where the light has been absent for centuries
from under the soil
giant caverns extend for miles
in the beautiful abyss
walled in by black roots
of decaying shipwrecks
a subterranean lake glistens
and when will it ask for my breath?

Where are the days of rainbows?
Hand me this wine of communion to forget
Times of happiness? Oh the hours of emptiness

(in the arms of the absurd)
so cunning are the waves of comfort
only to be thrown onto a shallow bay
this vessel is wrecked.

4. Let These Panels Never Be Filled

5. A Dying Light

In the night I spoke your name in a whisper
you replied with a thundering animosity
it was so intense I couldn't hear...
will you please come again

Ears rupturing at the message
such a heavy blessing, it almost cursed

My blood expelled from my weakening veins
will you accept my hollow shell,
attacked by the inane.

Never wanted to match your splendor
a dream so unfathomable,
laughter and tears in the same motion
this jester has left your courts
for a short while, proved to be far too long
Will you accept my hollow shell
attacked by the inane
rotten scowls of impiety
virtue taken as hoax
cackling beneath the shelter of disguise
so deadly....

Trickery through false emotion,
witchcraft by flattery
lights are dimmed, and candles they burn...

This spark will fade in the end..
This spark is fading...

Haze...wax like tears
pools of paraffin reflecting a dying light

teasing the darkness to conquer.

6. Your Portrait Will Burn

The fading light is burying the portrait I dreamt of you
as the dusk sets in my vision fails
the dreaded wings of night descend and everything is paled
by the beauty of your passing
moonlight spatters across the horizon so carelessly
the rusted chain of daylight snaps
and it plummets into an endless oblivion...

Giant clocks throw themselves off the towers
since when was time a great healer?
Memories resurface in dying moments
reflecting a frozen stare (so dull... your vision)
tranquility in anguish
the mirror blackens my face

voices are wearing thin
and thoughts are glazing over

...Afraid to conquer these passions
a grey well of sodden wishes...

...Afraid to conquer these passions
a grey well of sodden wishes...

Descend, Fire
My vision's failed...

(...seared...)





IN DREAD RESPONSE LYRICS