MORK GRYNING LYRICS Pieces Of Primal Expressionism (2003) 1. The Sleeping Star 2. The Cradle Of Civilization 3. Perpetual Dissolution 4. Our Urn 5. An Old Man's Lament 6. The Worm 7. Fragments And Pieces 8. On The Verge Of Prime Divinity 1. The Sleeping Star [music: Goth, lyrics: Goth] We're trapped within ourselves, in a prison of the mind Clutching on to our ego, unable to break out We fear every difference, things that feel strange Used to our safe narrow world, we decline every change We're trapped within ourselves, in a prison of the mind Our values we've enclosed in stone, our ego we've defined Let the speed vaporize yourself, forget your ego and past memories Sow the seed to a higher consciousness and lead the way to final release Free the soul... Leave the old... Focus, and revive the Sleeping Star! We're trapped within ourselves, in a prison of the mind Loosing creativity and the will to break out Illusions seizes me, my mind's my only enemy And we're feeding energies of negativity Each man a god, each man a star, we've lost the key to serenity Doubt, no more I shall doubt No time to hesitate, it's to take all the way, I shall explore what I've found And walk the way of the expressionist! 2. The Cradle Of Civilization [music: Goth, lyrics: Goth] The world is in for war And everyone believes they're fighting for the good cause As the world gather up its armies The mighty clash awaits, waiting for a good cause Welcome to the show Crossroads, which path to choose? Either way we might loose We cannot trust our knowledge, what we know of right and wrong Redemption against damnation, what's our choice, the day has come Scorching, the cradle of civilization Scorching, the cradle of civilization All that I see, endless human stupidity! 3. Perpetual Dissolution [music: Kimera lyrics: Kimera] Withering to the void of abnormity a lament for the weak Once again deserted facing the fatal fate, chased amid fusions of doubt The bitter taste in my mouth is just fragments of true dissoluted selfknowledge Demise of light Eagerness for mercy, a closer distance to darkness Demise of light Perpetual dissolution breeds encore I ventured to grasp control once again With closed eyes I realized the void of sense This scenario can?t be real In fear of researching consequences Pale cluster of depravity appearing, black is the halo I am probing further into, depths of blackness Moving through the ageless void, contaminated for all time Derelict from the core perplexion to the fatal A shivering light appears in front of me Blinded by it?s face I dine in pain Held back within the powers of surreality A fraternity freefall penetrated within inner self The sight is now clear On and on sadness breeds sadness 4. Our Urn [music: Goth, music: Goth] Fear breeds hate (hatred leads to violence) Violence to be avenged (vengeance leads to war) War brings death, (death is all that's left) and the circle of terror's sealed The wheel is spinning on And the spinners don't know where the thread is going A world to bleed and burn, to make it our urn... And the children cried and begged for help The children cried and no one bothered But the children grew, and when they grew up They raped and killed their own mother The wheel is grinding the earth (Replacing soil with blood) Who dares to challenge the curse? 5. An Old Man's Lament [music: Goth, lyrics: Goth] Since my first glimpse of the sun my hands have been stained in blood The foulest deeds I have done, rejoiced in torture and mayhem But since my first glimpse of the sun I've been broken torn and done Trauma upon trauma, no mercy given no mercy shown I have done terrible things, but also great ones I have been the tool of evil yet goodness I have always known Often have I believed that goodness is what I've served The end justifies the means as hearts turn to stone Now I'm lying here like a shivering snake, all my body and mind is torn By experiences and deeds, unable to think cleary... Now, do you know my name? Do you know what's your roll in the play? What can you know, where can you run, my name is Mankind! 6. The Worm [music: Goth/Aeon lyrics: Goth] A deformed mind's illusion, mouldering his senses, depraves his thoughts A deformed mind's illusion, controlling his senses, controlling his thoughts I know what you fear That fear is sanity The black worm crawls up his cortex Thoughts no longer sufficient, the parasite must feed The black worm crawls up his cortex Controlling his thoughts, controlling his deeds The worm feeds on thoughts, feeds on lust, feeds on will, feeds on life A deformed mind's corrosion, trapped and bound to a prison of flesh A deformed mind's pollution, a wraith of insanity, a decomposing mesh 7. Fragments And Pieces [music: Aeon, lyrics: Goth] A dying play and silence weigh on the city of Ur It tears his soul, the glass is whole, fragments of her The blue bus still calls us, destination our funeral pyre The pious men await, while innocents are raped with napalm fire Fragments and pieces... The Persian woman was strong in faith, she wasn't chosen but pleased him well The dogs shall not eat from the table! Suffer them all, they'll scream out for more, sadomasochistic conviction inflicted The orgasm, the baptism in iron A dying play and silence weigh as the desert's set ablaze He seeks to find a haven to hide, there are no accidents The blue bus digests us, desintegrate into flesh and pus The pious men enjoy the game, blessing all the innocents 8. On The Verge Of Prime Divinity [music: Goth, lyrics: Goth] Oh, I cannot hold it, These energies are flowing Burning in my soul Pounding in my brain, can you feel my hunger? Desires beyond control... Forcing me to follow, to walk paths unknown Born to stalk, like a lonely wolf Energies, flowing free Metamorphose, on the verge of prime divinity Passed the line, of love and hate I ascend to a higher state, to reach the origin of the human race The subconscious of every man, within me In every legend and tale, it's there This vague feeling of something... We're born with the knowledge within our souls But life makes us forget what we know So flow! No longer I know myself, no care for life or death I must break through to reach serenity, on the verge of prime divinity