The Vision Bleak The Kindred of the Sunset 1. The Kindred Of The Sunset Like a drapery falling downward The dark spreads out in exquisite elegance Melancholy reaching climax Betimes you feel its wraith In all the elements Aflame—the heavens seem to burn now untamed While the earth is clad in a luscious blueish dress Ignite—these candles need to burn now The night unveils ...its echoing spook of death' We are the kindred of the sunset We are to fade We seem like a blackened silhouette We are the children of the sunset We know we are to burn A blaze of night ahead We are the children of the sunset [2x] We are to fade We seem We know We are to burn Nocturnal haze coming forth A ghost... Devouring my secrecies Gliding over fields as mist wailing grievously Extinct! The heavens seem to burn no more The Earth is clad in a funeral dress Elapsed! The hourglass got turned once more So pleased we sip the elixir of death We are the kindred of the sunset We are to fade We seem like a blackened silhouette We are the children of the sunset We know we are to burn A blaze of night ahead We are the children of the sunset [2x] A blackened silhouette 2. The Whine Of The Cemetery Hound Forgotten and forlorn Graveyard corridors Remains with mold adorn Voiceless orators Been haunting here so long Observing everything decompose Tombstones that sink into the ground until they are gone Assimilating stillness into grave poetry In these vaults so lightless Being home to me This is my kingdom Reich of the Dead Where shapes sepulchral In patience outspread The Quietus The Fall O Ruin and Decay Ash and Dust Earth and Stone O gray pits of dismay Time has no sense in the realm of the dead Where silver-tonqued souls are quietly met This is my kingdom Reich of the dead Shrouded in myth - the idle imbed 3. The Sleeping Beauty [originally by Tiamat]Alone I sit, I wonder why You dream of love and so do I But in your sleep you cannot see This pain which is always haunting me What I need I'll never feel This world is for me unreal So I drink to darkness with a candle lit And through the whole night alone I sit The sleeping beauty She stops the bleeding She stops the bleeding in my soul She is fresh air in this stinking world The more I drink, the more I see That suicide could be the key To the place called paradise Where pain not dwells, not hate nor lies But if I look beyond all this I reckon something I would surely miss Because in my dreams I rule my life And the sleeping beauty is my wife The sleeping beauty She stops the bleeding She stops the bleeding in my soul She is fresh air in this stinking world 4. Purification Afterglow Konstanz: Vocals, Drums, Keyboards Schwadorf: Vocals, Guitars, Bass, Keyboards