Order Of The Ebon Hand
VII: The Chariot



1. Dreadnaught

Under my Plated Skin
Molecular beings
Identities
Blood Drops Fueling Me

We Move
When I Move
A Fortress at Sea

Dreadnaught
Dread - Not

Skies Darken when I Exhale
Angered Black Smoke
A Bringer of Doom

In Open Seas I Am Death
I am what Stands
Between Yourself and the Abyss

Dreadnaught, You Live Through Me
Dreadnaught, You'll Never Regret what Will Be

...and When I Sink
I'll Drag You Down
With Me


2. Μόρες

Your Chest is Crushed
By an Uninvited Guest
Can you Tell Who I Am?

Your Breath is Swept Away
You Sigh and You Moan
Can't You See 'tis in Vain

You Panic, You Scream
in this Midsummer's Dream
Your Calling Tonight
In the End You Invite

Circle of Elders, Phantoms of the Past
Come Forth at last
Equinox, is Where We Meet
Present you a Gift

"The Night's Mare Will Be
Your Everlasting Faithful Steed
Upon it you'll Ride
To the Far Edge of Eternity"

"The Night's Mare Will Be
Your Everlasting Faithful Steed
Together you'll Ride
To the Far Edge of Eternity"


3. Wings

A sparkling in the Night
A Token Worn in Pride
A Halo of Unlight

A Sparkling in the Night
A Token Worn in Pride
A Halo of Unlight

Angelclad, Spiritbound
You're Tied to the Core
of a Straight Line
You Fly Away from
a Shiny Oblivion
Resisting the Siren's Song

The Wings, you Claw to Grasp
To Carry you Up Above
The Wings, to Carry You Off
The Fate of a Doomed World

Angelclad, Leatherbound
They're Tied to the Core
of a Straight Line
They Fly Towards
a Shiny Oblivion
Drawn Like Moths to the Flames

Within Wings of Steel
They Fly above the Waters
The Straits of Dover

They Fly Into the Rain
The Fiery Arcs of Death
Setting the Night Alight

The Point of No Return
From the Dome of Heaven
Down into Hell we Plunge

The Wings, you hope to Climb
To Carry you Up Above
The Wings, to Carry you Off
The Fate of a Martyred World

Attack!

Falling...
The Dive of Cinders
The Skies Upturned
The End Comes Screaming


4. Sabnock

Now that I'm wounded,
I sting the most
Though my Compass broke,
I won't Feel lost
Through the Night Sky,
I Find the Path
Dare to Challenge,
then Feel my Wrath

On my Griffin's Wings, Silver and Strong
I should have been dead, so long ago
Hunting my Prey, 'Tis close at hand
Fifty Legions on my Command

"Festering Wounds
Strong in Defeat
Gangrenous Worms
Stellar Elite"

Now that I'm Broken
I still Move On
And though I'm Crippled,
my Reach grows Strong
As long I'm Forgotten,
I am Forlorn
When it seems Over,
then I Return


5. Knight of Swords

The Wind of Fire
You Ride Upon
Its Gust to Erase the Trail
That the Reaper Follows

A Duel with Charon
A Duel with yourself
Who will Perish
And who will Stand?

A Knight bathed in Rosepetals
A Knight Identical Yourself
Full Plate in Armor
Naked in Front of a Mirror

Knight of Swords

Its Visor Slowly Opening
His Face is Not Your Own
Hollow Eyes of the Void
Are Staring back to You

"Tis you Then Death
I Live by Your Side All My Life
Now, the Time has Come for You to Die

The Wind of Fire
You Ride Upon
The Symbol of Cold
Upon Your Brow

Knight of Swords


6. Αίαντας

And What am I to Do Now?
When All the Gods are
Openly my Enemies
The Army of the Greeks
Hate Me
And the Whole of Troy,
and so do these Fields

How can I go back
to my Homeland?
How can I cross
the Aegean Sea
Abandoning Atreides
And the whole of Our Fleet

Shall I Face my Father
Will His Heart Bear
To See me Return
Empty-Handed?

No! This I Cannot Stand

Should I Leap Upon the Trojans
And Alone, Fight Against Them
To Accomplish Some Heroic Deed
Before Death Comes In the End

I have to Find a Way
To Proove my Old Father
That, I, Being His Son,
No Coward am I

It is Unmanly Shame
Seeking to Live a Long Life
When One's Unable
to Alter his Suffering

This I Cannot Stand

What Joy, can
Each day Bring
When Each Day,
even though
Feigning to postpone
Brings Us
Closer to Death,
Each Day brings Us
Closer to Death

This I Cannot Stand
No! This I Cannot Stand


7. Bael

Always to the East
Always to the East
Carrying the Brazen Vessel
Embedded in my Chest
Consumed by It

A Thirst I Cannot Fathom
Burning with this Thirst I Cannot Sate

Always to the East
Share our Royal Feast
Join the Cavalcade
Your Promises are Made

Carrying the Vessel
I lost myself in It
All the Seas of the World
Could Not Quench This Thirst

I Roam the Endless Steppes
My Body Rotting
This Burning from Inside
It will Devour Me, One Day

Always to the East
Share our Royal Feast
Join the Cavalcade
Your Promises are Made


8. The Slow Death Walk

Walk down the Mundane Path
Can you make out,
the End of the Line
Hidden from Life's Illusions
Creations of an
All-Comforting Mind

"In a Warm Haze
The Sultry Light
Is Absorbed not
Refracted by Gray Stone
The Dalhias Sleep
in the Empty Silence"

The First Uncertain Steps
Of an Upright Standing Child
The last Trumbling Step
Of An Old-Aged Weary Man

Myriads of People
Are Standing in line
Awaiting to be Forgotten
With Eyes Made of Glass
And Milky White
They Accept Their Own Fate

The First Greedy Gasps for Air
Of a Newborn infant
The Last Exhaling Throttle of Death
Of a Wounded Dying Man

Myriads of People
Are Standing in line
Awaiting Their Own Turn
With Eyes Made of Glass
And Milky White
They're Lost in the Winds of Time

The Slow Death Walk



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