Anathema All Faith is Lost Crestfallen I cry a tear of hope but it is lost in helplessness The darkness eats away at the very embers of my soul For the deepest love I had has dissolved before my eyes My sorrow is bleak, I beg for deliverance Lord, in your mercy, hear my prayer All emotion is consumed by an inner silence All grief is unassuaged by disconsulate tears I want for nothing, I live for nothing I am waiting to die but I am afraid of dying Lord, in your mercy, hear my prayer Crestfallen emotion Wallowing in guilt Drowning for evermore Falling deeper into fear My inner self is now a sleeper of stone Help me. At One With the Earth The intense grasp death's strangle-hold has over me confines me to my own personal agony Set me free, let me go Release the chilling grasp with which it clutches me The earth issues it's extreme unction as I realise my punishment for sin Enguifed by death for all eternity In my bones I no longer feel the cold as the mire unbosoms it's secrets to me Ubiquitous fetidness, death is everywhere My God, unshackle me My suffering grows with increase of my guilt Destroy devotion. Be at one with the earth I sink down into the clammy soil At one with the earth. All Faith Is Lost As the dawn emerges I cry in grief Sorrows flow, the sadness of another day tortures my heart Life fades. Echoes, voices calling Within my mind. Shadows. I cry My senses deteriorated I break down devoid of hope All faith is lost. Why live? I beg for mercy, I plead, tell me Why? Why me? Why must I be one of the chosen? Forgive me for my inquisition Please answer, I offer my condition My eyes are closed, I call to the darkness allowing the gloom to swallow me I relax Gripping my soul as I'm extracted from reality The umbra chills me I levitate, staring at my inanimate corpse Drifting towards the eternal bliss Beckoned by beings superior Colossal roar of silence deafens me I disburden myself Where am I bound? My trappist ways are forgotten as peralsized souls cry out for me Impassive, I atrive for the light My true self finally manifests I am found. They Die All tears, restrained for years Their grief is confined Which destroys my mind An ode to their plight is this dirge Some yearn for lugubrious silence Serenity in the image of the coffins Shall life renew these bodies of a truth? All death will he annul, all tears assuage? Fill the void veins of life, again with youth And wash with an immortal water, age They die.