Darkwell Moloch 1. Moloch The mind, just fragments of pure machinery A soulless sum of madness and domination Not a godly, just demonic man creation Just awfully, thriving mankind into misery Moloch the juggernaut, pure machinery Inhumanity, striking thunderbolt Moloch the loveless, a prison, just arisen Men remain bloodless A debaucher, based on oil, stone and energy The deity, manifest in monuments Not a godly, soulless epiphany to the ends Just awfully, thriving mankind into misery Moloch the juggernaut, pure machinery Inhumanity, striking thunderbolt Moloch the loveless, a prison, just arisen Men remain bloodless 2. In Nomine Serpentis In nomine serpentis, so I cover the sun Realize the menace, you won't be able to shun We open the eyes, seeing first rays of the sun We defend clarity, who brought Ra's wheel Nature is distant, some power we want to feel some deity we need, that's why we're on a run In nomine serpentis, so I cover the sun Realize the menace, you won't be able to shun We close our eyes, are in the darkness embrace Sun delivered hopes, they fade into despair As the sun flees, here it is, fear we wear We won't accept an end, are a divine trace In nomine serpentis, so I cover the sun Realize the menace, you won't be able to shun Apophis covers Ra, a battle in dark night Ra has to win, to recover men's light Time has proven, reality had verified Fairy takes are human, but then clarified In nomine serpentis, so I cover the sun Realize the menace, you won't be able to shun 3. Yoshiwara Wading through the human slum All grounding seems to be lost Hubris displaces mental scum In social disgrace embossed Wallowing in vice, passion and lust Wallowing in vice, fornication Wallowing in vice, sodomy and disgust Wallowing in vice, copulation The cloven society, in distrust A revolution is lurking below Grown habits long covered by crust Expecting now,a massive blow Wallowing in vice, passion and lust Wallowing in vice, fornication Wallowing in vice, sodomy and disgust Wallowing in vice, copulation Leaders and wealth, strolling the gardens Blind to the others, there's no grounding Shielded by ignorance and the wardens Deep below, insurrection is sounding 4. Fall of Ishtar In the labyrinths of ancient myth Simple is the human believe Equal to ideologies birth Just one for sure to deceive Hard to accept something new Wise to add some morality Age of storytellers grew Bending the realities boundary Dragged down by religious fate Fallen into a camouflaged blade Morality bases the fall Truth should be the call Banished from a paradise Fallen into lyrical doom The scribe used a dice To place a mystical tomb One myth replaces the other Salvation to realities greed Myth just elevates the bother This lie is a cruel deed Dragged down by fate, fallen into blade 5. Save My Sight Watch this time, a piece of mind never see the shine of light watching this sadness, makes you blind never realize this mournful sight Your not one, you must be more an owner of another shattered mind watching the sadness reach the floor it's the awareness you won't find I feel the burden inside my head, I feel the burden inside my mind feel the burden it's overwhelming me it is time to save my sight Watch your mind a misty gray black and white agonizing dark reign no winner arises of this sway remedy lies futile, break the chain Save my sight and save my heart delusions guide the way save my sight and save what's real reality repays 6. Bow Down The gods are a fatal guess, wierd creation in humans mind if there would be gods, not to bear to be none, what odds God's a thought, twists the even devious misanthropic, lore of the one, grievous Bow down before me devils bow down before me gods bow down before me mankind we resist all odds It is the human will it is the bringer of joy away from god and goddesses possible if they are real God's a thought, twists the even devious misanthropic, lore of the one, grievous Bow down before me devils bow down before me gods bow down before me mankind we resist all odds 7. Clandestine A world of ideas colliding in history falsehood stabilizes a new believe encouraged by a poor spirited gentry a hunger for power providing relieve The conspiracy, clandestine the beauty is gone, the beauty is gone usually claiming, by being divine, no deeds undone An instrument created by greed an arch-shavelings condemnable forgery worshipped, believed, not even keyed for history still it remains drossy A whole millennium based on clerical lie acquired rights and plundered wealth mankind in deadlock, nothing to rely power locked away in religious stealth the conspiracy, clandestine, the beauty is gone, the beauty is gone usually claiming by being divine, no deeds undone titanic realm, based on a lie, truth is away, truth is away mankind had to comply, facts astray 8. Loss of Reason I see shadows far in sky finally start to lose reason concepts fade in minds eye these acts are our treason Paradigmatic view of believe dark vision for the passing elucidation final dark grieve and how our loss we're masking we mourn a loss of reason finally we cross the beacon in never ending hubris lore crumbles to debris we mastered the path of earth and sun we passed the curse of witches hunt methods of inquisition should be done a reason far from blunt dogmatic madness regain believe truth seems to be a load society again begins to cleave evolution finally slowed 9. Im Lichte Die einen sind im dunkelin Andere sehen sich im licht Erkenntniss fuer die im lichte Die einen sind im dunkelin Andere sehen sich im licht Die im dunkelin sieht man nicht Ein ruf, ein versprechen Den suchenden, ein licht Mit hoffnungen sie bestechen Bevor die wahrheit aufbricht Den suchenden, ein licht Bevor die wahrheit aufbricht Eine erloseung entsteht In graue schleier sich kleiden Von der wahrheit verdreht In graue schleier sich kleiden Erdrueckt von dem leiden In graue schleier sich kleiden 10. Golem The time has come, to design Believe and science in one shrine Forming the clay in a proper way an artificial creature will defray Heretic wight, now it's awoken What we are, that is the token Devotional pact now it's broken Supreme the nous, the remedy Gearwheels or a magic spell Thriving divine creation to the knell Heretic wight, now it's awoken What we are, that is the token Devotional pact now it's broken Supreme the nous, the remedy Forming the clay in a proper way an artificial creature will defray Heretic wight, now it's awoken What we are, that is the token Devotional pact now it's broken Supreme the nous, the remedy 11. Awakening Man as creation misled by the own mythology Idea of a creater power, seems a necessity Heretic thoughts lead to religious accuse So arise the wish to be a human prometheus The cyber queen awakes, rises from the bench A mechanical creation, attended by oily stench The conception shakes, a new life is born Life, a new mutation, is it a malediction to scorn The scriptural clay is a non adequate matter Body parts the next lyrical approach to shatter Frankenstein creator of first cyborg life form A promethean impulse some believes will deform The cyber queen awakes, rises from the bench A mechanical creation, attended by oily stench The conception shakes, a new life is born Life, a new mutation, is it a malediction to scorn Fiction and art reliable transporter of heresy Dangerous thoughts will again come to clarity A gynoid, seems the ultimate agent provocateur The maschinenmensch promotes men to createur