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
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