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The Empyrean Equation Of The Long Lost Things - 2024

The Empyrean Equation Of The Long Lost Things (Instrumental /Chor)

This is the true illusive story
Of where all life begins
Called the empyrean equation of the long lost things
About us fabulous ereations
The god forsaken kings
We're an empyrean equation of the long lost things

My Icarian Flight

I stare as the cyan midnight sun
Flows in the embers of darkness
Her flames burning out
The light of forever is gone
And now she is dying alone

On my Icarian flight
You see me flying away
I came too close to the sun
And fall in flames into the day
On my Icarian flight

And elsewhere
She dreams an endless dream
Tries to escape from the darkness
The look in her eyes
Reflecting a hereafter life
They said already goodbye

On my Icarian flight
You see me flying away
I came too close to the sun
And fall in flames into the day

On my Icarian flight
I've seen your last shining ray
I came too close to the sun
And fall in flames into the day
On my Icarian flight

I´m your burning savior
Starting my Icarian flight to you
Like an aviator to the sun
To burn
To my mother
I´m feeling your silent fear
Sometimes it´s better to burn than see your loved ones disappear
On my Icarian flight
You see me flying away
I came too close to the sun and fall in flames into the day
My wings are fire tonight
My wings are fire tonight
Search your Eternity light

Sanctimonarium

I'm watching the trains from the attic
And painting a face on the moon
By 7 a.m. he was sitting beside me
11 lines he wrote his wife
Before his suicide
Don't tell me your reason my friend. I know it's the call of the end
That surrounds you
Or maybe you were just scared
Of life's untold serenade

Sanctimonarium
If God hates us
He answers to our prayers
Sanctimonarium
If God hates us
He answers to our prayers

I am not in the spirit to take you with me
And I don't want to scare you to death
I'll sing you an Ayre
Of the saintly transition
Please let me go instead of thee
And drink the wine of immortality
You ask for the reason my friend
It's just the erosion of time
That surrounds me
My somber street serenade
Tells of what I'm so afraid

Sanctimonarium
If God hates us
He answers to our prayers
Sanctimonarium
If God hates us
He answers to our prayers

You ask me
Where do we go
I tell you
Little I know
Too little I know

Charon paint me
A bridge into the rainbow
I'll pay you with a bit of stardust
To lay me down inside
The thantaphoric blueberryfield
I've called you
To be my never-ending circle
You are the answer for my searching
So tell me why
You will not take me away
Not take me away

In your darkest hour
Your wish was my command
My friend
If you'd grant my sweet desire
To be human just for one day

A wicked prayer muders innocence
In this nefarious Elysium
Sanctimonarium
If God hates us
He answers to our prayers

A wicked prayer muders innocence
In this nefarious Elysium
Sanctimonarium
Your life feels good
When death lies in the air

The Sacrilegious Mind Machine

Searching the dark side of the moon
Have all of my gods scaped
Into the great unknown

Sundown on Friar´s lantern fields
And tonight after falling asleep
I want to know who surrogates my dreams

Again I see burning planets fall
Gory feathers starting to dance in the wind
With me and my sins

This Arcane Sacrilege buried
Under the seal of a silent memory
The empyrean fool cries a river of tears
On his burning fantasy
A Sacrilegious Mind Machine

Sandman replaces the children´s toy
To feast on their innocence
Leave them paranoid
Fated driftsand in their eyes
Awaiting the thief
Of your dreams
The keeper of some
Long-forgotten things
He returns when the sun goes down
Spies your visions and paradigms
Then he steals
All the dreams in the night

This Arcane Sacrilege buried
Under the seal of a silent memory
The empyrean fool cries a river of tears
On his burning fantasy
A Sacrilegious Mind Machine

Cold is the river
Flows in the still of night
Mysterious wise and...
Old is the river
A very dangerous mind
Gold is the river
Like glowing moon oneiroids
The clouds cannot hide
They´re shining on
So all this somber fabric´s glowing

The overlord of the darkness
He pays a wergild for a dream
And he´s inflaming them all there
Down in the lantern fields
We´re on a sempiternal sleepwalk
A sentimental dream
For finding Shadowland
Dream on my poor oneiric hero
We´ll join the black parade
And we won´t come back again

Where are we now
Where are we now
Dream Interstellar universe
Where are we now
Dream Interstellar universe
Where are we now

This Arcane Sacrilege buried
Under the seal of a silent memory
The empyrean fool cries a river of tears
On his burning fantasy
The Sacrilegious Mind Machine

They Call Me God

Tonight I steal the sun
A thousand billion of stars
To built a secret escape
A private own unniverse
My brand new work of art
Tonight I'll light up the moon
Deep in the shade of my dark
I'll paint the air and the sea
And tell my somber creatures to call me God

They call me God - They call my God
I'm on my journey in time
Where I'm trying to find - Things that others had called divine
My devil's lot - They cal me God

My name is Melancholy
I came to flood all the lands
To take your worthless belongings
That might have helped you to bring this to a meaningfull end
Your insignificant things
Call reawake the long forgotten kings
Like in a sun of morphine
They're shining through this cathedral of your broken dreams
All sense of living is gone
One final canary song down the mines of oblivion

They call me God - They call my God
This is my journey in time
Where I'm trying to find - Things that others had called divine
My devil's lot - They cal me God

I show you - where's the great epic nothingness
I allure you to the end of the rainbow
My greatest gift is the poison to make you sad
Welcome my friend you're on the way to my death row

They call me God - Please call my God
This is my journey in time
And I'm trying to find - Things that others once called divine
My devil's lot - They cal me God
Please call me God - Please call me God

March Of The Saints

He's standing alone
In the suburbia of the night
Like a tall pallid bone
He's been here for aeviternal times
I know there are so many out there
Down in the snowflower gleaming light
But the Nephilim seems invisible
While he's severing the tides
Sometimes you'll see them
Just once in a while

And then we fall in
With the march of the Saints
Into a spiritual nightmare
Follow the saint men
We march into another world

It's said they live somewhere out there
Down in the land of forgottem things
A subconscious clear signal
Is sending echoes to our dreams
Today they came to remind us
To regain what's lost is not impossible
And if we still believe
Then nothing disappears
In the fields of the Nephilim
Sometimes you see them
Just once in a while

And then we fall in
With the march of the Saints
Into a spiritual nightmare
Follow the saint men
We march into another world
And take the way of lucid dreaming again
To find the ryche of the saviors
Echolocating all the lost
And the needful things

And then we fall in
With the march of the Saints
Into a spiritual nightmare
Follow the saint men
We march into another world
We cross the borderline again and again
Into the ryche of the saviors
Follow the saint men
To the fields of the Nephilim

And in the dark and mystic sea
Many things have gone astray
Softly quiet see them drown
They get lost and never found

But on the Lethe waterside
Phantoms severing the tides
And the are searching for the lost things
For they themselves are lost belongings
And they save what is lost
They save all the love
These are the Saints - Scary and consoling
Bittersweet and wild
They try to fix our broken lives

Tell me where is the love
Once was given to me now
It's lost in the dark sea
And that's why I deserve Heaven's burning me
In the end I was given the final beginning
With my lost thing
From the fields of the Nephilim

Assigned to fall in
With the march of the saints
Into a spiritual nightmare
Follow the saint men
To the fields of the Nephilim

Scarecrowing monsters alone in the tides
Skylining phantom please help me to find

Losing, missing, searching
Just to find out who we are
Throughout the state of evolution
We've failed to understand
It's not collecting but not losing
And to keep important things
We've lost the gene for audit finding
While stumbling through the tides
The genuine miracle of mankind
Is that we're still alive

This was the story of the fountain
Where the lost of live begins
Called the Empyrean Equation
Of all the long-lost things
There you can feel the evanescence
We are forsaken kings
Ca't fix the empyrean Equation
Of the lomg-lost things