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DAWN OF ORION LYRICS
"For the Lust of Prophecies Undone" (1999)
1. As the Bloodred Moon Rises
2. A Widow's Covenant
3. Creation's End
4. The Passing of Idols
5. To Hunt the Ethereal Sun
6. Thy Divine
7. The Ancient Promise
1. As the Bloodred Moon Rises
I am the one who walks within the shadows. The one you sought to touch. To penetrate. To strip
away. Fallen from grace. Now I revel in sacriledge. To strike back at the sky. To witness the
clouds ablaze as the forests dance to the sweet song of angelic screams. For your judgement has
been manifested into resentment. As the sun dies the lost ascend the hallowed gates. The wonders
of Eden I hold now as the bloodred moon rises. Children cling to the arms of the forsaken for the
lust of prophecies undone. From the essence of concupiscence emit the direful serpentine breed.
The fear in your eyes can only begin to reflect the animosity in my heart. Look me in the eyes.
With this new deified insight the beyond will no longer beset me. The once starved canvas now
reflects secrets of existence, of adoration, of dissolution. And this retched grin will forever
be etched into my face. As malice and passion becomes one the perjurer hands and Heaven burns
from within.
2. A Widow's Covenant
Holding hands with sorrow. Trading fiction for my life. Spread the melodies far and wide. A new
son is born. Each tear seperates flesh. Trumpets sound as the death of curse brings forth the
birth of a new creation. I killed what I thought I was as the lamb bled at the foot of Mt. Zion.
She drooled with anticipation to bathe in the autonomy of a world once lost. To be reborn in the
place of the skull. I am your one eternal grin. Killer of dreams. The voice of Judas. I am not
your prodigal son. Raise slit writs to the sky. Let the rain clense your wounds of the maggots
they left behind. One final chance to hold fate at the palm of my naked hands. To gut the harlot
and rip the bastard from his feigned asylum and hold his lifeless body unto a world indoctrinated.
Carve your name into my back. To live with your mark is to die with purpose. And a night of fear is
a night of passion. And my soul may never feel her warmth again. Finger to lip to quiet the child's
scream, as a fist speaks softer than your kiss ever could. Lay your broken bloodied hand upon the moist
brow of this tired soul.
3. Creation's End
The procreation awaits the next phase. Ambitions rush to morph flesh to machine. Compliance replaces ill
thought progress to circuit board brain activity. Slaves corroding at the hangs of fate as we await the
next phase. Plague sweeps the land as lives waste away wandering through the perception of man. As we
run with our legs attatched backwards towards a development of decline. We await the next phase in
our muffled change. I want more. I'll have more. I'll bleed all those lesser than me to die with it
all. Mother suffocate your children. Our time has elapsed. The burning pheonix holds the scale in it's
mighty talons, while an expired duration hands in the balance. We shall forever be stuck here in our
precious stagnation. I want more. I'll have more. I'll bleed all those lesser then me to die with it all.
4. The Passing of Idols
Blind without reason. I'll die with the truth. You no longer exist in my nefarious world. Now we walk
under the light of the moon as starts burst under my gaze. I remember the comotose in their
kingdoms of lechery where idols frolic to the melody of the wails of dying angels. A celestial ballad
to bekon the walking void. They didn't know thier blood would permeate the streams that today
nourish all life. From your death we are reborn and from your ashes I build. Through your eyes I see
all that surrounds and from your legacy I will rule once again. No light shines where skys are
painted black and the dying sun lights the path to a new horizon. This kingdom where pain is
perpetual and rain is everlasting. I remember the comotose in their kingdoms of lechery where idols
frolic to the melody of the wails of dying angels. A celestial ballad to bekon the walking void.
They didn't know their blood would permeate the streams that today nourish all life. The ice in
your heart. The tear in your reflection. I'm forever annointed in the beauty of my own black Eden.
I'll never fear the stalking shadow which was born in the dead of night. Vivir es morir. I'll
embrace the twilight.
5. To Hunt the Ethereal Sun
6. Thy Divine
7. The Ancient Promise
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