If there were no darkness
There would be no light
If there were no rain
There would be tears in my eyes
I am life I am death
Before you see the light
You must take your last breath
I don't feel what I am supposed to feel
I don't dream what I am supposed to dream
I don't say what I am supposed to say
I don't see what I am supposed to see
Dead but dreaming
You make me strong and I make you weak
The perfect mismatch and disharmony
Tired are the feet
That crossed the floor
Hell's doing great but I am serving no more
If there were no heaven
There would be no hell
If I couldn't feel
I would probably hurt myself
I open my eyes but I cannot see
The people I looked up to are not for real
Lonely is the soul empty are the eyes
Vague is the flame that used to burn in your eyes
Knocking before passing through the doors
The love that used to live here
Lives no more
Dead but dreaming, memories remain
The flesh summons pain and I do the same
Silent Anguish and silent scream
out of my mind into a world between
in search of the ancient artistry
lord kur, before your sword i see
the house of death is opening
hanging from their primal sleep
forbidden to be seen
spirit of the elder gods
are dead but must live on
still to life and yet they breathe
dead but dreaming.....
lords of the world within the space between
wandering receivers of a sacrifice
lord kur, beyond your throne you sleep
beneath the seven cities dead
encased in silent tombs
immortally exhumed
spirit of the elder gods
are dead but must live on
still to life and yet they breathe
dead but dreaming.....
as i smear my blood on thy sword
through the gates into lands i know not
on the road where none have returned
come to life, oh lords of black earth
screaming ancient incantations
sleep unbinded by my sight
dead but dreaming, darkloads waking
from the house of death set free
sixty demons, bow before thy
ancient catatonia
elder vengeance, lord kur take me
darklords hear me, hung dead bleeding
