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MIRADOR LYRICS
"The Azrael Tales" (2005)
1. Redeemer
2. Phoenix Syndrome
3. No Lose Cut
4. Post Believers
5. Perfect Plan
6. Soul Distortion
7. The Trial
8. Thief
9. New Day
10. Metropolis Metamorphosis
1. Redeemer
Chanting deamons danced around your head
Twisted mortals had your soul misled
Oh no! You fool!
Why don’t you see it? Why don’t you take it?
Why don’t you feel it? Why don’t you taste it?
Why don’t you breath it? Why don’t you wear it?
Why don’t you reach it? Why don’t you swear it?
Unfold the beggar’s robe. Behold! The empty tomb all probed
Save me, save me from myself, she whispers
Love me, love me like yourself: redeemer.
Suddenly you’re looking at your bride to be
Her eyes keep screaming: Bear with me!
The promise still that you shall see the rising of the sun
Lightened beacons show us all the way
No more reason, we don’t need to stay
Oh no! You fool!
The brink of disaster, the face of the master
The sting of the blaster, the light speed or faster
Unleash the holy flood. Behold! The icon stained with blood
2. Phoenix Syndrome
Faded glory reappears this morning with that special blend of fragrant herbs restored
So I close my eyes and drift away
Slowly I rise from gathered ashes of my bones
Into the core, sacred and pure from now on and ‘til the end of time
Do you not know? Doesn’t it show that I’m born again?
Where you go I follow blindly and faithful
The paths you show me I won’t hesitate to take
No more weeping, the past is left behind
Nor shall I grief again, the master takes my hand
3. No Lose Cut
The life divine, the bitter brew
The tasteless wine and the endless days with you
One pair of wings abandoned starts the groove
No loss cut - we’re lost forevermore
Wounds saw shut- the knock on heaven’s door
The sacred place, the secret room
A sinner’s face before the painful doom
One pair of wings abandoned all too soon
No loss cut - we’re lost forevermore
Wounds saw shut- the knock on heaven’s door
But oh, when the captain is calling me home I won’t be alone
Oh, when the captain is calling my name I won’t feel ashamed
4. Post Believers
Burning plagues
Constant fears
Mayhem’s host for thousands of years
Paralyzed and petrified
Nations overthrown and freedom denied
So we climb up the stairs with our chains intertwined,
seeking the crown
Darkness comes closer - your people’s left behind
Darkness comes closer - all the heroes fallen
Darkness comes closer - so keep your inner light
Darkness comes closer - the seventh trumpet’s calling
Standing tall screaming: Charge!
Just a second and we’re all set at large
Side by side with gathered lore
Friends will hail the one who’s leading this war
Myths of destiny provoked warns the seekers
But no one’s won with courage choked: Postbelievers!
5. Perfect Plan
The smoke lies heavy as we speak
The sound of war is closing in with air so thick
it’s hard to breathe
And then the sign: The crimson sun
So may it be! Let it begin
The line of stars bids no further delay
A resurrection of the circle rudely torn apart
Remember mankind when it’s done
Tonight I’ll be riding with the king
All right, I’ve been hiding from my sins
Won’t you be my blood? Be my perfect plan
If you understood, save me while you can
Inhale the perfume of success
A humble servant’s dreams fulfilled
The former winner stands alone
The jester’s laughter filled with sorrow
So if they fail to have their vengeance?
And if their system will burn once again?
There’ll be no luck involved, it’s only by the grace of God
this showdown’s outcome breaks the spell
6. Soul Distortion
Hey boss, I am here
Oh boss, wipe my tears
So strong, I feel no fear, all gone
Beyond the promised land, the flame within my hands
The scars from battles won reveal the chosen one
I know the truth in time will show, so won’t you come?
So you once believed the story told, that I use to search that melting pot below?
The charm with me, the constant urge to save another soul
The urge to save another soul
When all the visions seem to fade
When all the faithful’ve been enslaved
When all the juice is gone you’ll trade your life for the heathen’s
Forever blessed, I’ve longed to be so long
Forever blessed, I long to be the one
7. The Trial
Ancient rhymes - puzzles so old, riddles you told
Major crimes - havoc disguised and gospel with lies
Oh, how I cried
I descend from pride
Spare the life of the breathing survivor
Rewards I will decline, all I ever wanted
High priest styles - richness galore, orgies and whores
All stand trial - judgement arise! Judgement arise!
8. Thief
Crawling on, why am I falling from grace?
Years so long, why are you hiding your face?
Reaching for the weed that will heal, shows you the way
History can tell how you feel, begs you to stay
And I’m holding on all to the end
And I know you can see me now
Shadows from the past betray the damned
And I know you can hear me now
Tragedy divides the promised land
Armoured with the magical steel, dodging the blow
History keeps spinning the wheel, you’re moving too slow
And I’m holding on all to the end
9. New Day
I watch the men go by
The troops are marching in
And when we make for the borders they’ll flee from their virtues within
Lost in the long run, always betrayed
Longing to slowly fade
You! You know the prize all too well
You! The spawn of an infidel
See the new day, the angels did not weep in vain for the final battle
See the new world, when heaven sings aloud and the lamb greets
our day with his laughter
I believe, yes I believe
And if you fail to see the world of men will fall
When all the treasures you gathered are gone you keep minding the call
Heed all the words so long written down
Hield to the wisdom found
Lost in the long run, always betrayed
Longing to slowly fade
You! You know the prize all too well
You! The spawn of an infidel
See the new day, the angels did not weep in vain for the final battle
See the new world, when heaven sings aloud and the lamb greets
our day with his laughter
I believe, yes I believe
I am running but the beast’s running faster
Oh! He is holding my heel
Nothing stops him I’ll face a disaster
He commands me to kneel
In a world full of lust and pure pleasure I’ve become the slave
Time filled with boredom and ”tristessa”, I might as well dig my own grave
10. Metropolis Metamorphosis
Trails of tears unveil the harsh crusades
The western wall still stands the vast charades
Who can justify the deeds they’ve done?
Who breeds a wicked son?
All the sordid spells cast from their hell will truly fail
Oh Jerusalem! Your fate’s to be claimed
Oh Jerusalem! Grace or shame?
Hold my hand i’m falling down
Countless prophecies acclaims your name
Milk and honey poured by lions tamed
Who withstands these most extreme conditions?
Who will change positions?
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