The Vision Bleak - Set Sail To Mystery
Original Version 2CD Version 1. A Curse Of The Grandest Kind 3:54 1. A Curse Of The Grandest Kind 3:54 2. Descend Into Maelstrom 5:25 2. Descend Into Maelstrom 5:25 3. I Dined With The Swans 4:19 3. I Dined With The Swans 4:19 4. A Romance With The Grave 5:49 4. A Romance With The Grave 5:49 5. The Outsider 5:10 5. The Outsider 5:10 6. Mother Nothingness (The Triumph Of Ubbo Sathla) 8:11 6. Mother Nothingness (The Triumph Of Ubbo Sathla) 8:11 7. The Foul Within 5:59 7. The Foul Within 5:59 8. He Who Paints The Black Of Night 5:53 8. He Who Paints The Black Of Night 5:53 --- Bonus Disk --- 1. I Dined With The Swans (featuring Niklas Kvarforth) 4:20 2. By The Misery of Fate He Was Haunted (Master's Hammer cover version) 5:06 3. Descend Into Maelstrom (Classical version in monochrome) 2:47 4. Mother Nothingness (Classical version in monochrome) 2:57 5. The Foul Within (Classical version in monochrome) 2:33 6. I Dined With The Swans (Piano version in monochrome) 3:06 7. A Farewell At Sea (Classical version in monochrome) 2:14 total time 44:40 total time 67:43
1. A Curse Of The Grandest Kind When the moon is on the wave, And the glow-worm in the grass, And the meteor on the grave, And the wisp on the morass When the falling stars are shooting, And the answer'd owls are hooting, And the silent leaves are still In the shadow of the hill, Shall my soul be upon thine, With a power and with a sign. Though thy slumber may be deep, Yet thy spirit shall not sleep; There are shades which will not vanish, There are thoughts thou canst not banish, By a power to thee unknown, Thou canst never be alone; Thou art wrapt as with a shroud, Thou art gather'd in a cloud; And for ever shalt thou dwell In the spirit of this spell. Though thou seest me not pass by, Thou shalt feel me with thine eye As a thing that, though unseen, Must be near thee, and hath been; And when in that secret dread Thou hast turn'd around thy head, Thou shalt marvel I am not As thy shadow on the spot, And t he power which thou dost feel Shall be what thou dost feel Shall be what thou must conceal. And a magic voice and verse Hath baptized thee with a curse; And a spirit of the air Hath begirt thee with a snare; In the wind there is a voice Shall forbid thee to rejoice; And to thee shall night deny All the quiet of her sky; And the day shall have a sun, Which shall make thee wish it done. From thy false tears I did distil An essence which hath strength to kill; From thy own heart I then did wring The black blood in its blackest spring; From thy own smile I snatch'd the snake, For there it coil'd as in a brake; From thy own smile I snatch'd the snake, For there it coil'd as in a brake; From thy own lip I drew the the charm Which gave all these their chiefest harm; In proving every poison known, I found the strongest was thine own. By thy cold breast and serpent smile, By thy unfathom'd gulfs of guile, By that most seeming virtuos eye, By thy shut soul's hypocrisy; By the perfection of thine art Which pass'd for human thine own heart; By thy delight in others' pain, And by thy brotherhood of Cain, I call upon thee! and compel Thyself to be thy proper hell! And on thy head I pour the vial Which doth devote this trial; Nor to slumber, nor to die, Shall be in thy destiny; Though thy death shall still seem near To thy wish, but as a fear; Lo! the spell now works around thee, And the clankless chain hath bound thee; O'er thy heart and brain together Hath the word been pass'd - now wither! 2. Descend Into Maelstrom The old man before you Is not reality What I saw and tell you so None deemed it to be true A cry of dismay Turned my hair into gray And the odour of the sea For never shall abandon me The thunderous, raging void In which all oceans end Took me by supernal force Into the Maelstrom I descend! Flashing lights! Crushing sea! Thunder and storm came unto me! Blackened clouds and copper moon Eternity woke from its slumber... All day turned black - and night became The deeper I was swallowed the more was still... A descent into maelstrom A descent into maelstrom Just how I could escape To this day I know not My Brig was torn to shreds And so the fishers lot! In my deep despair I jumped into its eye It chewed me up and spit me out And so I found my way up high! Flashing lights! Crushing sea! Thunder and storm came unto me! Blackened clouds and copper moon Eternity woke from its slumber... All day turned black - and night became The deeper I was swallowed the more was still... A descent into maelstrom A descent into maelstrom 3. I Dined With The Swans Night... silent night Snow on the roof My breath turned to ice My mind was aloof Cold winter moon Shone through the reed Glistering frost What night for my deed! Onward and onward Away from the light to the lake by the grove To a beautiful white Ah - what innocence The nature of grace But there shall be blood I would mire this place! White turned to red As I tore them apart I dined with the swans I drank from their heart Their fevering cries Dulled with a crack I broke all their spines I drank from their neck As I came back to myself I heard not one sound Feathers fell like snow Unto cold sparkling ground I divided from remorse In this night of great chill and vanished into the darkness It was time for a kill... 4. A Romance With The Grave Up on the hill In picturesque light Lies peaceful, still A burial site The gateway creaks I scare myself Some doubtful peeks The clock strikes twelve Ancient ground And mossy rocks A smell unsound A grave unlocks Oldest sin... Palest skin... Ageless grin... ...death! Ruthless Lust Without disgust Dirt and dust A romance with the grave The fog lies thick And moon does rise Her antique chique Glares in my eyes A first shy kiss And silent moans In the abyss The coffin groans In close embrace Desires deep And for her grace In joy I weep Oldest sin... Palest skin... Ageless grin... ...death! Ruthless Lust Without disgust Dirt and dust A romance with the grave 5. The Outsider A cheering light I've never seen My days are bleak Sans the serene These ancient walls I never left From balming sleep I've been bereft Solitude has always been my lot Cobwebs and shadows, rats and old toads How long I dwell in here I seem forgot In smell of ages gone and putrid moats There is bitter comfort In my ways that have no sun Through ruins of decay I hunt I am the eidolon I linger on old graves I exist unseen The outcast and the wretched spawn - I am the unclean For in one night I touched the cold And polished glass Thus had insight A fiendish ghoul of gruesome shape and view Stared at me in fright and awe But once I took a closer look I knew The dreadful horror - my self I saw... There is bitter comfort In my ways that have no sun Through ruins of decay I hunt I am the eidolon I linger on old graves I exist unseen The outcast and the wretched spawn - I am the unclean I feast upon the beauty Of things that others shun In netherworlds and crypts I dwell - I am the alien one I wallow in the old world In things that they condemn Through solitude and shadow - The outsider I am 6. Mother Nothingness (The Triumph Of Ubbo Sathla) In the steaming morass Of a newborn earth Lies the formless mass Which to all gave birth In a sea of sludge Of immense extend Lies the thoughtless mass Which is source and end We all must follow Into her void To her fetid womb We all return Her voiceless howl Resounds through time From primal mud And fenses foul A limbless thing Mindless and coarse This wretches guise Is end and source We all must follow Into her void To her fetid womb We all return Fall through the aeons Onward to the earth in its prime Fall through the aeons Becoming the spawn Of the great old slime 7. The Foul Within A pure and lovely child Sweet beyond deny It crept into its soul one night Unseen by human eye Lucifer - Azazel - Belial - Seth The devil has many a name Ancient alp - adversary - come forth and reveal Thy nature thou must proclaim Lord of all winds, fever and plague Thy will be done - thy will be done Bringer of havoc, fiend of old date Thy will be done - thy will be done By god and the heavens Let loose from this soul The name of the father And lord we extol Lucifer - Azazel - Belial - Seth The devil has many a name Ancient alp - adversary - come forth and reveal Thy nature thou must proclaim Lord of all winds, fever and plague Thy will be done - thy will be done Bringer of havoc, fiend of old date Thy will be done - thy will be done By god and the heavens Let loose from this soul The name of the father And lord we extol Lord of all heavens, deliver from hell Thy will undone, thy will undone To the power of Christ thou must compel Thy will undone, thy will undone Lord of all winds, fever and plague Bringer of havoc, fiend of old date Thy will is done... 8. He Who Paints The Black Of Night A painter I have been For as long as I can think But never quenched the feather Into the firkin of black ink My motif's been of beauty Diluted and too light My stroke of brush is worthless Until I paint the blackest night... A darkened empty room A screen in dreadful white Waiting for the flame Of inspiration to ignite So I begin my work I sweep the brush through black A line on the horizon Now there is no coming back But to my great excitement Like in a secret rite With trembling hand I paint And fill the cloth with night Deeper and deeper I fall into trance I am led by a sorcerous hand With death in my eyes And madness at heart Grandeur is cast into art... Of the shadow, of the sin And death therein And darkness fills my sky Of the brave and seldom kin Is he who paints the night By a magic arrangement And the assistance of fate Stroke by stroke I descend Into the abyss I create Deeper and deeper I fall into trance I am led by a sorcerous hand With death in my eyes And madness at heart Grandeur is cast into art... Of the shadow, of the sin And death therein And darkness fills my sky Of the brave and seldom kin Is he who paints the night From that secret fountain Henceforth I will be fed Never shall I leave its haunt Until the day I hail the dead I vomit on your junk And piss on your false skill You shall never understand The glory of good and ill Shadow, darkness, death and sin Half off from this pack You will never be complete Until you paint the night in black Lyrics in plain text format