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ILIUM LYRICS
"Sirens of the Styx" (2003)
1. Antigone
2. Embrace The Myth
3. Solitary Empires
4. Half-Life
5. Semblance
6. Incipience: Beowulf Defeats Grendel
7. The Celestial Sphere
8. Quoth The Raven
9. Tombsouls
10. Sirens Of The Styx
1. Antigone
The fight is over now, both are dead
Which way will I turn?
Polynices, Eteocles my friends
Both in blood we're bound
Fought for the Polis, take it for their own
But now death's seeds are sown
What is happening to the system?
Is this really Dikaios?
Where is my free will?
Family or Polis - who can tell?
Creon the Polis supports Polynices
As he fought for the state
But I cannot bury only one
Fear miasma my fate
Creon sees Eteocles a traitor
Turning on his state
What is happening to the system?
Is this really Dikaios?
Where is my free will?
Family or Polis - who can tell?
My life of pain has taught me this
That no one reign ensures you bliss
Be true to me 'cause I'm the one
Not the state who can bring me undone
Creon has now lost his family
Haemon, Eurydice
Creon's tragedy is now overt
Now he sees his guilt
Oedipus my father of the curse
Has led us all to death
2. Embrace The Myth
Salamander's fire
Immune - the flames burn higher
The dream will never tire
Fuelled by its own desire
Hear the voices of the netherworld call your spirit
Death is to mock and life is to fear
The abstract wonders of old your mind wil soon inherit
The dim fog of Stys tells your soul is near
Reality is now imagination
Destiny is yours to decide
Authority lies trapped in crystal cages
Your enemy locked out - you're mystified
Material world full of merciless hate
Sense of wonder is lost - forced back to Hell's dark
gates
Dissipate the seeds - the magic is weak
But it can be reclaimed by those who set out to seek
A spiritual journey - is Heaven so near?
Once we've pushed through the smog everything is so crystal
clear
Deathis to mock and life to fear
Immortality yours - you are your future's engineer
No going back - a willing prisoner
Cerebral attack - your mind alive
The forgotten track - a path you shall enter
Find your own way
Dull pains of Earth - are left behind now
Non-currency worth - your mind the key
Eacg grain of dirt - a magic goldmine
Do it your way
Join the other race
No prejudice is your mind
A plane that has no place
To the soul that is so blind
Embrace the myth - what have you to lose?
Your sanity is there to amuse
See the world in different views
Embrace your myth - it's the path you must choose
3. Solitary Empires
Greed - a need from within
Pain - fuelled by a weakness
Network - built from agression
Power - false security
A nation - built out of fear
All freedom - is non-existent
Genocide - root out all non-believers
This is an empire
Expansion - an aggregat of earth and water
Influence - woven into civil slaughter
Despot - a cruel, chaotic order
Psytocracy - a psychomatic regime
Mogul - a manipulative maraduder
Devinity - destiny within a doctrine
Propulsion in order to survive
Lack of rescources - too inefficient to survive
Uprising, the subjugated now revive
Revolution - the restrained are now resurrected
4. Half-Life
Time is the healer
Space great concealer
Life makes you wonder
Struck down by thunder
And as you feel your body rot
You're alive and then you're not
An eerie presence digests your soul
You're in Purgatory's hold
Sound is a blur
Sight been deferred
Nothing left to view
Desease has captured you
You're alive and then you're not
An eerie presence digests your soul
You're in Purgatory's hold
You're alive and then you're not
An eerie presence digests your soul
You're in Purgatory's hold
Power leaks your brain
What was your birth to gain?
Asphyxiate your breath
It's brought you to your death
And as you feel your body rot
You're alive and then you're not
An eerie presence digests your soul
You're in Purgatory's hold
You're in Purgatory's hold
You're in Purgatory's hold
Your shackled soul has now been sold
5. Semblance
6. Incipience: Beowulf Defeats Grendel
In a world of eternal dreams
A time where bravery engulfed morality
Beowulf, under the Wielder of Glory
The son of Edgetheow
The servant of Hygelac
Would become the Heorot of the Danes
Grendel, man, monster, demon
Tearing at will through the land
A blood lusted orgy of man
Hygelac must end this feast
Beowulf our wielder of glory
Son of Edgetheow
The servant of Hygelac
The Heorot of the Danes
Beowulf sails with the warther Geats
Saltwater whips at his face
As he pictures this creature of evil
Banished a kindred of Cain
Beowulf our wielder of glory
Son of Edgetheow
The servant of Hygelac
The Hoerot of the Danes
The benches were cleared for Beowulf and Geats
The stout-hearted warriors bore strenght in the feast
The song of the poet rang strong in the Heorot
The carousing of people singing of victories
Rage inflamed, wreckage bent
He ripped off the jaws of the hall
His eyes lit like fire by night
Fuelled by proponquity of pain
Grendel reached out with unfreindly fingers
Hygelac's brave kinsman tore through tendons
Grendel found flesh and bone had failed him
To Beowulf the glory of the fight was granted
Beowulf our wielder of glory
Son of Edgetheow
The servant of Hygelac
The Hoerot of the Danes
Beowulf our wielder of glory
Son of Edgetheow
The servant of Hygelac
The Hoerot of the Danes
7. The Celestial Sphere
8. Quoth The Raven
9. Tombsouls
10. Sirens Of The Styx
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