TRIBUNE LYRICS

1. Tales

2. Insectoid

Dead of the night thoughts surface
Bringing a dream to life
Nightmare!

Physical being so fragile
Shifting at touch from mind's alchemy
Becoming a new creature
Transmogrification of myself

A thing that can not be
A fate I cannot flee
Betrayed by my own kin
A battle I cannot win

Seeing humanity anew
Breaks the ties
They see me now as a plague
As they, to I
Dealt the deathblow by my own family
Forced to hide
Excommunicated by the species
I die

A thing that can not be
Metamorphosed into an insect
A fate I cannot flee
What kind of fate awaits me?
Betrayed by my own kin
Hampered by my injury
A battle I cannot win
Exoskeleton's been caved in

My death knell tolling for me now
I want to live but can't see how
This is where they will find me dead
A dark room underneath a bed

Seeing humanity anew
Breaks the ties
They see me now as a plague
As they, to I
Dealt the deathblow by my own family
Forced to hide
Excommunicated by the species
I die

A thing that can not be
Metamorphosed into an insect
A fate I cannot flee
What kind of fate awaits me?
Betrayed by my own kin
Hampered by my injury
A battle I cannot win
Exoskeleton's been caved in

My death knell tolling for me now
I want to live but can't see how
This is where they will find me dead
A dark room underneath a bed

Seeing humanity anew
Breaks the ties
They see me now as a plague
As they, to I
Dealt the deathblow by my own family
Forced to hide
Excommunicated by the species
I die

A thing that can not be
Metamorphosed into an insect
A fate I cannot flee
What kind of fate awaits me?
Betrayed by my own kin
Hampered by my injury
A battle I cannot win
Exoskeleton's been caved in

3. The Butterfly Effect

4. From Funeral To Funeral

Gems heaped in piles upon the breast of the king
The funeral of Scyld
Sprung from his loins, the royal house of the Danes
Beset by Grendel
The Danes stand no chance against the scion of Cain
Beowulf must set sail to see the beast is slain
Bringing a wrath of fire against the enemy
Geats lay in wait all through the night
When Grendel returns, their champion he’ll fight
They grapple in arms, but without an arm
The villain must flee, though mortal may be his harm
Mother’s wrath stirred awake
She surfaces in her lake
Midnight abductor
She takes the king’s counsellor
The champion must swim deep in the fen
He battles the monster’s mother in her den
Her blood rots a sword completely away
The Geats and the Danes have found victory this day
Years down the road, the champion is become king
Through blood and war
Now he must face the greatest fight of his life
The man-slaying wyrm
Now as his sword is shattered the dragon sees its chance
Champion and monster both perish in their dance
Bringing our tale from funeral to funeral

5. Horror

6. King Of Ithaca

7. Vengeance

8. Red Crescent

9. That Bleakest Shore

TRIBUNE LYRICS