Doomed
Our Ruin Silhouettes
1. When Hope Disappears
hominis sanctus, dynastae, fraudare, superbia,
luxuriâ, odium, rixae
chaos behind us - will reach us - will find us
we can't hide
interfectores venales, discordia, contemptio,
hypocritæ, arbitratus, mendacium, avaritia
fate is on the rise - thriving age of the progress
but the black heritage makes our insides homeless
we're all not high born but the death is summoned
our attitude is worn - still alive
but no one has won
we should show all our strength
what we will leave that will thrive
but a whole field of ergot should be burned
the greed dominates - leaders are obsolete
aimless wandering - the lot of our being
we're all not high born, but death is summoned
our attitude is worn - still alive
but no one has won
we are – when hope disappears - we are
when hope disappears - stay here - hope
chaos behind us - the truth will reach us
despair hunting us - consequence will find us
but we're still alive
2. In My Own Abyss
how can I make undone
my thoughts
can I clean my conscience
with words
I thought I can protect
my face
but there are some mistakes
in haze
my own abyss calls
the last breath
an unending fall
slow and deep
I stand in front of me
I'm seared
a haunted stick figure
in fear
my own abyss calls
I can't stay
I know that I will brought
one day
3. A Recurrent Dream
worn fragments of evermore
realm - belonging to me alone
form new stones from what I give you
black as pitch, noble, with a seductive shine
come dream, come back to me
enclose all my thoughts - let me be
down there in a hole sits a little crooked
it looks like glass, only his head moves
I think it comes closer to me
but it is growing and growing
rapidly
it grows and flows
it seeks and bleeds
it grabs me
grotesque creature that you are
wearing faces that I know
you – dream - I think you've changed
something in my world seems to be stained
whenever I fall asleep
I hear his steps like my pulse
the beast that makes me float up
a goat
step - step - horned shade
step - step - goat head
step - step - green mate
next to my bed
go dream, you're not mine
go away
you've changed
let me be me
4. The Last Meal
hatred – last bleeding of my creed
hangman - the faceless justice king
reap me - you have my deepest trust
commit me to the other side
restless circling my thoughts around
strength is not for the secrecy
ideas are always the birth of a whole
to have done the right thing
I believe in
that it always could be so
is what I'm feeling
all the soft green, how warm the sun is
throughout this peaceful sound
the smell of straw and the breath
and I will never overcome
it makes no sense to weep
door lock - so my journey begins
chained dogs
with contemptuous glance
haste - now it is not far off
I spit on you - so be it so – the end of all
so let it fall
5. My Hand In Yours
lying in wait
can't escape your closed eyes
my hand in yours
I'm not waiting in vain
our band – so strong
because it grew
living banishment of hate
your way was always mine
calm – I am here - it is all good
relax
just a small gasp - I will hold you
let it be
yes I'm staying
still stay here for a while
just trust me
memories of all the beautiful, clear days
how often I felt sick
when you were not there
now... but now it's cold
quiet thought:
your journey begins now
don't be afraid - we'll not lose us
like an ever flowing stream
I've not the strength to stop him
he stands in front of me
I have to let him be
now you're gone
you've done everything right
so it must feel
when the sun never shines again
but also my time will run
so I say one last time
my hand in yours
it is like my own death
from my heart - you'll never go
until I make my last breath
someday – I'll stay with you again
someday
6. Revolt
voice of the wicked
now sound the last words of you leaders
who tortured the past
the whetted knife are now behind your necks
now it is too late to flee yet
deceptive silence - the calm before the storm
too many wars you have already won
the tables have turned now
and you will atone
we will tear down everything
stone by stone
so rise – no matter how old
the resistance enraged bolt
will smash everything they told
now let the hate flow
arise together now in brotherhood
destroy the sins of the dark brood
you will no longer loot
you broke a hornet's nest of hope
revolt
as the son held his bleeding mother in his arms
you gave a shit about it - and you took them all
the wounds of every individual are a whole
something you can never make amends
your downfall
arise all
7. What Remains
all that remains
is the sinking feeling
that nothing will change
all that remains
is that our souls leave their mark
what remains
carved in stone
our hand prints
the demise of the race
self inflicted
lost crusades
end of all lessons
dust in the minds
what's left of us
all that remains
is the will to survive
but we can't withstand
these black holes
mud and burnt soil
they reflect the eyes of the ignorant
whose death
just a drop in the bucket
deep furrows
not overcome
all that remains
is the will to survive
but we can't withstand
all that remains
is the paradox of our being
what remains
Pierre Laube – All instruments, Vocals
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