Emancer The Menace Within Enter Goddamned CNS Heavy anesthetics dripped On deformed animalistic eyes And the fat needles penetrate Visiting a core of trauma The situation seems far beyond Historically multiplied beyond Above any unreal fantasy Of paradoxical incidents Demons to overcome The fair and the pain become long awaited signs of subsistence Uncountable numbers of evil meet the strength of the victim The victim who begs for more voltage The stream-like deadly pearls against a dead soul of mockery Chances described as balloons beneath concrete Saucery... familiar faces... electric anger... organized wrath Disbelief... religion... programmed incarnated cinema... of the razor's edge Any pain finished, but only to begin again... Body leaves bed by power... hanging in between Eternal journey inside... road trips... ghostride Poor victim - poor audience - poor tragedies - poor victims GODDAMNED!!! GODDAMNED!!! GODDAMNED!!! - Helstein Volatile Winter Touched by the wind of a void A void growing inside The pain gifted by life Explodes in red lines The smell of death in the wind A raindrop touches the skin Calms the feeling of now Sends me back again Objects keep floating around All is blurred by the void inside Flickering light smudges to black In darkness nothing is real but pain and death I keep falling without even sensing the air Howling around my body lost in meaningless fear Have I wandered here all the time, in demonic fog? Have I waited to be released, am I already lost? Sickening Repulsive Exhausting I have no lore Every day is a marshland journey Every night is a year of mourning Every time I hear a joke Every time I want to choke Every day is a marshland journey Every night is a year of mourning All I see is my own war Crushed to bits like never before Destructive Splinter Volatile Winter Fucked up and ready to die Even now you won't see me cry Blood rushes, blood boils My world - begone! - Mithrin Claustrophobium Deep wounds through hindsight craving forces, Has left you this encouragement To this accelerating float Challenging the speed of light A magnetic grip controls you... A torture between bipoles... The swirl is hopeless... it feels right And this is doubtless a lonely fight Who holds the main responsibility!? As this will denies to give up Word of perfect sense has far beyond retreated Bound to dwell my soul in this circulating undecided fog [Yearning for breath, though never again it feels... The light denies even the future me...] [I know you must wonder, but actually...] Where this paranormality goes on, there is endless space... Expanding in self denial, with this anxiety In claustrophobia it dwells! For my senses arrived and registrated Before the fall... Somewhere in the forbidden zone our destiny is in rehearsal This nutritious and risky experience... I can feel your curiosity... shivering! The [second] sight of redefined times... ...glimpses of what will bring us further... ...the swallowed apple and the aftertaste... [And believe that] the post unexplainable pain Is after all within the second link in an endless chain... [As we think deeply]: do you still hate the main tool?! - Helstein Pallid Eyes Welcome to the torture chamber Where all you cherish is bound to rot Welcome to the darkest place Where l am god and you are not Step in to a world where all light slumbers Where a heart's about to crumble Where the ice won't melt by normal heat And the exit is the ultimate defeat I am the selfish man You stare at pallid eyes I am the bitter man You fear my pallid eyes I hate to be enslaved I hate to be in sickbed I am the selfish man I hate you Pallid Eyes You fear the lack of popularity You feel the need for company You're acting on your own empty stage I have no need for you Walk into the tragedies of mankind While I enjoy the emerald of mayhem - Mithrin Reclamation of Merciless January Final entrance ensured by the month of rebels Betrayed by the tilting season, in a luminous age White crystallic angels - wet, cold... germinating... Pouring... and blurring the distance (Apparently) a fusion of winter's own tempting introduction Of it's most complete and wildest of proud beauty On and on these luke-warm games, endeavor into withdrawal Of an element not yet ready... you were never prepared for this Also within nature, much feeds the lust for more A seemingly smooth, calculable walk Dissilluted by the lurking of January's crop Absurd and undeserved And the bitterness reflects the faces of the mourning masses Full-bodied, fruitless fragments! Fear falling first! Forcible frostbitten fever! Frailed feelings fade... Hardly crossing the bridge to maturity How an we still so easily forget each other's abilities? The back of the medallion for the challenger of our insidious sceneries Thoughts of him, on the other side Hopes for reception of wanted equanimity Taken by the same chains you were cut (free) from Lost by freedom of being astray The taste of newborn leaves, from inside and out Dominating this end which confronts another beginning A return decided by the gods of mountainous legendary west Carried home this way by what you cherished the most And mutual desire between you and mother earth Here wait to receive the secrets of your travel And your longing for the chapter of everrest - Helstein Bloodwhore Fire alarm — burst to flames Praise your scars — erase the remains Feel the need — slay to feed Scorch the earth — burn the seed Die! Entangled in planted hate, a fiction world that's real The blood rushes to the heads with steel covered belief An ocean wave of flesh and bones as hell is unleashed The micro creatures see themselves as something in a dream Bloodwhore (...and when you awake from that dream, all is gone...) Now there is nothing to reflect your soul You fulfill your ego to end up stone cold When you fall you will see the blood on your hands When you die you cannot shelter from fear You can't open the gates to yourself You are tied in chains made of your own blood You can see but it's all an illusion You can crawl but to escape you'll have to run Bloodwhore How does it feel to erase your vision? How does it feel to destroy your sphere? When you fall, you fall to your death How does it feel to destroy yourself? - Mithrin Disfigured Divinity You sense a radical change? Awake is the core of renewed lust With its power to rearrange. You are blinded by the gift of possession [Computerized, you'll feel the bytes, getting all cynical as we speak] Thickened skin of thee seems to reveal While confidence accelerates [to the endless peak] Red-painted snake drowns An undescribed so-called disorder Warmly welcomed into the overwhelming To the state where you choose between powers not counted for Can you feel the godish present of your time? You can't resist the road of infinite view None can, hardly no one meets the opportunity Luckily about nell, could stand the appearance I can see an almighty obscurity. [so real] Draining completely through all your systems A colossal blood pumping endangered disease This is the condition unable to maintain Looks like a god - Feels like a god - Plans like a god - Heals like a god Celestial gifted - premature conclusions - second sight - controlling the light Demonstrate the whole index of magic Silkwhite surely turns noir black The contrast so utterly tragic, the order of sequence is even wrong Thrilled, for sure, are the even higher ones. Cackle of sick satisfaction Of invisible directors. You know, it can still be heard I saw you, like a flower of war I saw you, greedy on your frightful pride I saw you, when beauty overbloomed I saw you, still stubborn while withering I saw you, between the falling leaves, undressing your naked stalk [I saw you,] as thorns occupied and settled your will Surrounded by the thorns you are still throwing new seeds Diving in the underworld Scars disappearing in fire, all opposite Thorns between any conclusions Of the shadows it produced Still you hide behind hazardous imagination [They will never stop looking inside your head Anyway there's no light for them there You know this, also accepting immortal turmoil Dignity and pride rebuilt with tweezers accuracy Welcome to fragile shelter, where courage is your second spine] - Helstein Enticing Defeat Nod your head, roll on the floor Be prepared to be ignored Be the dumb, be the blind Laugh or you are left behind See and learn, aim and kill Fight on order, die at will Spread the word, curse my life Make yourself the broken knife Infect your mind Open deceit Individual erased Enticing defeat Follow the lead, though the leader is sick Eat the bread, though the bread is poisoned Walk in the line, though the path is your doom As you vanish in smoke you can blame someone else Sacrifice the flames in your heart With a smile on your face while you cry inside Aroused with relief from responsible acts Mingle in masses as a method to hide Infect your mind Open deceit Individual erased Enticing defeat - Mithrin Explicit Repugnance (of Dying) Sealing hides the thoughts, the day hides what has never been Far from lonely, exhumed with the overload onbrought Though for you, impossible to get it shown Strictly illegal remembrance Am I the sniper of self-constructed mindpictures? Strictly shocking clairvoyance Do you really try to tempt me again? A grim pile of photographic hell, taken over by the next... Sweatpearls made by a new greedy visitor Though "Harvest what you sow", they said The only shelter coming is violence Though totally overshadowed by no mental life ... ...too gone to expire - too emaciated to exhale... Strictly unholy malnutrition Ain't no cure for a death so impure Strictly manifoldic events Still the duties of a mission? Incredibly extension of never again! As the hosts kept on moving With a continuously killing embrace Various trips made flesh to receipts [...to those better of hidden yet...] Melting plastics - memories regain Rubber gone - tissue become Cellular tissue adjustment - fictions no more ...still just pleasures of failure...for a projector of defeat... Ironic emotional unbelief Everything serious gets tangible Smooth touches of clumsiness Makes the days easier Hard to hold back laughter Moral seems ridiculous but present In a disgraceful strange way Sanity stamped by conflicting emotions Humbleness and revolt collides in new manners Hate surrendered to smiles of unsureness Yet so tender, such a pressure of attention What has been and what is yet to come... [i am not to] define what's going down today Told that only death can release That the coffin is where to find peace But what if... - Helstein The Menace Within Emancer Chapter Four Recorded in 2003 & 2004 at The Hartvix Facilities Mixed, mastered and produced by Mithrin All music by Mithrin. Lyrics by Helstein and Mithrin Melody on "Disfigured Divinity" taken from the soundtrack of "Last Ninja 2" by Matt Gray "Reclamation of Merciless January" written in the memory of Valfar, Terje Bakken Thanks to everyone supportive over the years You know who you are Special thanks to X for being one of the founding members and for providing the drums Graphical layout by GrooveArt Artwork and photos by Heather Elizabeth Sumpter http//www.precious-heart net/ Bandphoto by Jannicke Released by Golden Lake Productions Emancer anno 2004: Mithrin - instruments & electronics Gorbag - main vocals With great help from: Helstein - clean vocals www.goldenlakeprods.co.uk www.emanceronline.com