Draconian A Rose For The Apocalypse 1. The Drowning Age 2. The Last Hour Of Ancient Sunlight 3. End Of The Rope 4. Elysian Night 5. Deadlight 6. Dead World Assembly 7. A Phantom Dissonance 8. The Quiet Storm 9. The Death Of Hours 10. Wall Of Sighs 1. The Drowning Age On the shore, lost in our time, currents are bursting through From the sky; an aberration; chimeras' burning you In the dark; inside the earth blood runs barren now See this age, so discolored... It's breaking down somehow Our homes are since long deserted - the planet cries from within and slumbers still as her child dies We're hiding from her love The drowning age no longer waits, born through hollow eyes Feel the wind, behold the scourge come closer and watch it rise I sit on the vortex waiting for the world to fall; Stretching through this illusory empire, gasping for air as another life is written, as another soul is taken Nature cast out - in your eyes a light was flickering I didn't mean to scare you, but I miss you... Catharsis' burning! Let's bring our gods to the gallows; A new moon will shine on you Let's bring our gods to the gallows; A new light will shine on us all In aching sorrow I break down I see despair in what we've become These chambers of demons full finally darkens this fading glow On the shore, lost in our time, currents are bursting through From the sky; an aberration; chimeras' burning you The drowning age has given birth, we better unfold our hands As we weep; then we shall wake to return the inborn Earth Our homes are since long deserted - the planet cries from within and slumbers still as her child dies We're hiding from her love 2. The Last Hour Of Ancient Sunlight Black is the sunlight shimmering below; it flows through life and the guilt we share Our sorrow, it cuts through the undergrowth, as we abandon this ravenous Earth alone The zeitgeist dimmed the surface and seized the soul Our Mother wept behind the fence, and we drained her blood, then forgetting her face, and hide from everyone… to breathe, to conquer, to linger, to utilize the ignorant herd In rapture from nature we divorce, like orphans by desire, from this closing light The bewildered sleep - the shadowy voyager is lurking; he’s in the flesh of landscapes vaporous The vacant, untiring Sovran of old… He’s the machinery; igniting the paralyzed soil We took the blood of the earth and fell in love with death with life itself as an excuse Black is the sunlight shimmering below; it flows through life and the guilt we share We’re hiding in chorus as starry eyes close, and seasons part in farewell; ‘cause we drained her blood, then forgetting her face to hide from everyone The bewildered sleep - the shadowy voyager is lurking; he’s in the flesh of landscapes vaporous The vacant, untiring Sovran of old… He’s the machinery; igniting the paralyzed soil 3. End Of The Rope [Lyrics by Anders Jacobsson and Erik Arvidsson] All the misery you create, and all the pain you shape... You are not to blame, my friend. Somebody filled your empty page. Shaped as we silently wept, confined (as) transformation begins. The table was set and then we slept as architects of time So much grief behind the fa ade and symptoms of certain demise. We drown in fragrant illusions, illusions of right and wrong. We clench to a lustful saint digging graves on top of our lives. Stuffed with values til we choke, I guess we've reached the end of the rope Through the mist, in the haze, the impending doom's upon us The dividing blade of nature and man severed our callow breath The sun will set, set on the blindfolded The self-appointed guardians are scratching at my door. We kiss their venomous lips and join the hallowed parade. Flying on paralyzed wings wondering who we should be As tyranny becomes normality; We hang at the end of the rope Through the mist, in the haze, the impending doom's upon us The dividing blade of nature and man severed our callow breath The sun will set, set on the blindfolded 4. Elysian Night [Lyrics by Anders Jacobsson and Johan Ericson] I am so far away... You see, I'm nothing without thee I fall down, down to the ground, and all alone, I wish that I could go Drown here with me, hold me, save me Are you there, beloved one? I clench our whisper to the fading Playing out this frozen dream to watch me bleed in the sunrise watch me bleed in the sunrise Break, can you see how I break, and still, my world remains the same Don't die, please stay for a while This night we'll learn how to fly Snow is falling from ebon skies and I see some peace in your eyes Playing out this frozen dream to watch us bleed in the sunrise watch us bleed in the sunrise I can't go on with the quiet, to wait until we wake up, to be gone with the fire I must go now Are you there, beloved one? Will you help me carry on, and lead me through the sunrise? Lead me through the sunrise I can't go on with the quiet, to wait until we wake up, to be gone with the fire I must go now [Sample is taken from a reading of "Ode to a Nightingale" by John Keats (1795-1821)] 5. Deadlight Greed in a cage obsolete painting colors of old Victims of culture unfold, the world sighs once more Look at us, our eyes are dead; A gaze of incentives mislead A deadlight, a whisper Unearth your face in the mirror My hope soon to be over... Take me and lock me in Throw away the key I'm beyond all help, So kill me Bleed in the cage of deceit, then; die in the cold This is the pain you withhold when the world sighs once more A treacherous spawn here fester, holding the future hostage and dancing restlessly and bare with the phantom of time Flies swarm as mouths open and dead words are spoken. This room has a foul smell... There's blood on the walls and I need to break out Look at us, our eyes are dead; A gaze of incentives mislead A deadlight, a whisper Unearth your face in the mirror My hope soon to be over... take me and lock me in Throw away the key I'm beyond all help So kill me A screaming silence hushed beneath the sky; silence... thrashing the firmament 6. Dead World Assembly Ghosts with gentle voices, calling us never to wake, and we see another nation rising from the ashes... Soon to unearth what we cannot escape, as timre draws near for all of us Make amend, dear tyrant and be my ominous companion Through horrors' eye we'll seek vision lost to the sheep; rapt and fitfully chained Hear the trumpets' sound! The angels ofdiscord are gathering; such beautiful faces, such poisonous tongues; a dead world assembly... Into the world you brought me, and after your world you wrought me with a finger to your mouth And I lost myself in the sea; carrying the waves of time There's nothing to believe, and you ask me why I grieve Make amend, dear tyrant and be my ominous companion Through horrors' eye we'll seek vision lost to the sheep; rapt and fitfully chained "Earth raised up her head from the darkness' dread and drear Her light fled, and her locks covered with grey despair" [Quote is taken from the poem "Earth's answer" by William Blake (1757-1827)] Hear the trumpets' sound! Our empire stifles and crumbles This terrible loss will generate us, gone from this dead world assembly... Here is the void Here is the cross we carry with us through this dead world assembly 7. A Phantom Dissonance The chorus of life has spoken; past has the child of reason. Fading through winters' lonely passage We crawl at the feet of evolution Some became kings and some became gods and the rest just followed, swallowed their freedom and joined the charade We did not realize we all had lost, we locked the door and hid our shame in this environment of fear A hopeless scenario of apathy unleashed, a dreadful travesty captured and revealed... Shown under a cloak of loud indifference, where the human stain kisses the pestilence Gather for life's final hour Cold hands reaching for the fire Some became wolves and some became sheep, and eyes sown shut governed our frozen perspective of the world We did not realize we all had lost, we locked the door and hid our shame in this environment of fear A phantom dissonance; The quiet storm erupts the eminence... of sickness born A hopeless scenario of apathy unleashed, a dreadful travesty captured and revealed... Shown under a cloak of loud indifference, where the human stain kisses the pestilence 8. The Quiet Storm We stumble through life shedding the same tears, forming the same stream, asking the same questions, dreading the new day It's so quiet here, still violence is speaking; I close my eyes. A storm is coming, a spiral of conversion; broods from the core of our stone wielded luster Yes, a storm is certainly coming... feel the surge! Rapidly we reach for clenched hands to save us ... and we see ourselves for the first time as the ones we truly are, as we bleed, as we die! Hands emaciated folds around our hearts as we stand in line to leave this life; To embrace the fear, to wear the crown of an empire never meant to be Walking in circles, reaping the afterglow A human affliction drowning the undertow I'd rather understand from where my tears derive, to accept the sadness of knowing, and relieving the long lost hope than pursue the tarnished ways of man. But we exist here... and we cry at night 9. The Death Of Hours [Lyrics by Anders Jacobsson and Erik Arvidsson] A closing sanctuary in this shimmering night; so tired, so restless under an ominous light I found myself in thoughts of dying, Shivered in bitter dismay I see you there; and I wonder why the silence does not break Away, please turn away. In my dreams you haunt me still. Come, please come my way. In my life I need you still. The morrow-winds shall blow no more So many pale moons ago; A flower of death did grow A closing sanctuary in this shimmering night; so tired, so restless under an ominous light You found yourself in thoughts of dying, shivering in bitter dismay, I see you there; and I wonder why the silence does not break Away, you turned away. In my dreams you haunt me still. Come, please come my way. In my life I need you still. To blossom in the deepest of black, And thus we die to flower again "I keep your memory near my heart, My brilliant, beautiful guiding Star, Till long life over, I too depart To the infinite night where perhaps you are." [Quote is taken from the poem "Unforgotten" by Lawrence Hope (1865-1904)] A rapture through the dirty glass, cutting myself to behold another spring So I became the exile, unable to (sustain) love, smiling at Death and unite with my solitude to finally turn the blooded page I pray these tears will end soon, but you just left me lying here I wasn't ready for the world... still, I was thrown in there 10. Wall Of Sighs [Bonus Track] Today I lost my way A circle of light I wept and this torn curtain sank a dire masquerade I slept Empty value rending the afterglow to witness the birth of the end Hollow minds, a static lucidity... I deserve to crawl, I've earned the weight This cancer cadaverous Atrocious humanity, breathe... Breathe through the undertow where no one is free And with ashes we build, 'cause with ashes we see I know dead hearts linger in a world screaming at me Last night I found some peace for a while the angels sang Last night there was no disease for a while I smiled again This cancer cadaverous Atrocious humanity, breathe... Breathe through the undertow where no one is free And with ashes we build, 'cause with ashes we see I know dead hearts linger in a world screaming at me