Lengsel Solace 1. Solace [Words: John Robert, Music: Tor Magne] Come comfort me... soon now Covering, calm distortion 2. Revival [Words: Tor Magne, Music: Tor Magne and Lengsel] Again I stare Without really being able to -Illusions The verity terrifies The dreams, the lies I deify In despair I fail to understand Whether the dreams create the scruples Or the other way around As the eyes begin to sting I am swallowed by an abstract state The spirit of indifference is here Apathetic, searching The sorrow feels preposterous Within this psychotic chaos The will smoothers With the spew from the past Weakened I dry out the faith And then kiss its forehead Uncertain Slavering This inner desperation is sort of religious (Apocalyptic) No clammy hands can alter me My God Alleviate the many distressed I firmly proclaim Hand out the water to those who thirst 3. Opaque [Words: John Robert, Music: John Robert and Lengsel] I know it is dark outside But I bear not to face it Alone I compose a picture within a golden frame -Black picturesque My eyes dance in a glassy stare To the distant sound of musical Silence But somehow they lower in a pool -All wet and obscure And I see this face As a vivid picture of my very own self And the eyes They are watching me And so am I Inside out, whatever I cannot grasp this This duplicity This lack of self-devotion This classical cliché of a song 4. Hours [Words: Ole Halvard, Music: Ole Halvard and Lengsel] I will never sleep again I will go to my world Where I always can change Everything How could things end up like this? All this hatred I am a part of it All this hatred I was a part of it Until this very night Never again If man is sane, I am not In these hours it is a blessing, embracing insanity -I am not one of them And I can hear the screaming They are screaming at me desperately I did not understand what they were saying That is why they scream -No one really listens I still do not understand As the weeping continues This dark feeling of hopelessness grows stronger I know of their hatred I will never sleep again I will crush reality in our world In my world they will recieve But their sanity is not mine 5. Coat Of Arms [Words: John Robert, Music: Tor Magne and Lengsel] Horrific death, you are closing in on me Circling silently towards the centre of the earth The rails lead the way, night and day Black tracks ahead I keep my eyes on you Keep you in sight from a distance And join in the carousel movements Afraid, awed Beholding the ghost-like smoke I grow tired as the weary wheels go round Feel sick as the smelly smog surrounds me I droop like snowdrops and wither Wait for your horrid hands to extend And touch my white-stained arms of love 6. Stille Dualisme [Words: Ole Halvard, Music: Ole Halvard and Lengsel] Stillhet uten sjel, uten ånd Uten nærvær av noe slag Er som etsende dråper fra himmelen De skreller nådeløst av vår hud, vårt kjøtt Og lar vårt indre ligge nakent som et åpent sår Infisert av vår verden av forfall Vi frykter dette regnet Disse dråper som smaker av død (Så har de da heller ikke makt til å lege det de avdekker) Vi flykter inn i Nærmeste ly av larm (Og det blir vår bane) Vi kjenner avmakt, men Hvor søke råd? Fornekter sannheten -I oss selv er vi små Frykten tar med tiden våre liv De levende dråper når ei inn i vårt ly Vi mister den skatt vi fikk i eie Den fullkomne stillhet med nærvær fra det høye Støyens sønn av morgenrøden Vil til sist og smake døden 7. The World Monotone [Words: Tor Magne, Music: Tor Magne and Lengsel] Remove the tears And the thrill they give And melancholy (melancholy) Will become a burden Rather than a strength Devastates me Divides me Among gods I crawl In a condition Forced upon me Freedom a straining thought Uncomplete Fling salt in my eyes So that the inner well May drain away And my visit stand visible Before me Restless I realize what I have summoned Hear the death-conscious moan The world Monotone is now the nervous one The world Monotone is now the nervous one 8. Avmakt [Words: Ole Halvard, Music: Ole Halvard and Lengsel] Vind vær min Herre Du Er Vind vær min Herre Du Er Du river meg løs Fra verdens Min tomhet Jeg kan intet gjøre Jeg føres Storm Du minste vindpust Lær meg Jeg lever Hvordan kan jeg Knuser alltid egne drømmer Fører skam over egen higen Det levde liv spotter Det største under Så flommer hatet [PARALYSIS] Wind be my Lord You Are Wind be my Lord You Are You take me (tear me) away From this world's My emptiness I can nothing do I'm moved Storm You smallest Breath of Wind Teach me I live How can I Always ruining my own dreams Bringing shame upon my own will When the life lived scorns The Greatest Wonder Hate overflows