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Saviour Machine I
Come with me and soon prepare to pass
Through the beautiful gatew of symbolic conviction
That challenged the reign.
Stay with me, don't be afraid to believe
In man's infinite search for the truth in his world
And hit right to protray the romantic fave of legend
And life.
Take my hand. I have walked this way before
The essence of man is at war with the spirit
Yet knocking at its door.
Don't let go in this imminent confusion
For tyranny's son will be threatened by one
Who would challenege their delusion.
Look inward, at the secret world within
To bring the arrival of freedom and knowledge
The mind denies to give.
Death and honor are thought to be the same;
The rebellious nature of man and society
Silent running in his game.
No one will confess to this irreverent heresy,
As the witness is falling, someone is
Calling me closer to the dream.
Sent to live and sent to testify.
It is not found inlife by adapting for form,
But by adapting within us.
Sent give, empowered to impart the imperishable
Word.
Unto all it's sincere aspirants of truth.
The time will come and so the band played on
To offere a prayer for the rising aware that will
Soon touch the robe and gaze
At the stare of this Saviour Machine.
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The Gates
(Instrumental)
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Enter The Idol
See the fire burn inside my eyes
See the liar turn inside my soul
Enter the Idol. Enter the Idol.
Let me show you casualties unknown
Let me take your hand to dreams un shown
Enter the Idol. Enter the Idol.
I've nothing to give, nothing to take,
I've no one to run to and no one to save,
I've no one one to strengthen and no one to please,
I'd rather die standing than live on my knees.
I refuse to believe I'm condemned to deceive
You uwill see for the truth in embodied in me.
Enter the Horror, Enter the Saint, Enter the Idol
Enter the Idol, Enter the Idol.
The peril surrounding resurgence of doubt,
The alienation is stranded about.
The union of silence has sickened the day
A garden of verses will take me away, Take me away.
I circles of wisdom, distortion of rage In grace and in bondage my world is a stage,
My instincts insane, my obsessions ordained,
My powers increasing in self-righteous vain
Every wolf suffers fleas, every prophet's deseased.
Every legend convicted will fall to his knees.
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The Hunger Circle
A cauldron of cults leads the ambush of thoughts in
My mind,
Doctrines of demons that crawl in my eyes leave me
Dancing blind,
The passport of horrible manifestations and lies
Inducing eruptions, disfiguring plains in its silent cries.
The lust in the void is desolate and needing,
The alienation is tenuous and breathin.
Into the hunger circle a stranger awaits,
Inside the hunger circle the heretic reigns.
Into the hunger cicle, into the the altered states,
The keeper of the killing streets
Will wake up screaming crisis in his game.
The perilous tide from the ominous side of the lines
Is thriving, relentlessly transporting glassy-eyed
Warning signs.
The kinds of malice is sheer mutilation of love.
The epidemic of flesh and convulsion is sickened
Perversion above.
A prayer for the dying, a kiss for the last.
A tear for the crying, a hit for the cast.
Into the hunger circle a stranger awaits,
Inside the hunger circle the heretic reigns.
Into the hunger cicle, into the the altered states,
The keeper of the killing streets
Will wake up screaming crisis in his game.
The bleeding oppression of millions of victims is done.
The wealthiest nation on earth must provide for its
Waiting son.
His aresnic is rising ...
Come inside the genocide ride.
Look what you've done to me,
Look what you've done to my world.
Here comes the flood to release me,
Here comes the turn.
Fighting the hunger circle, standing alone.
Lighting the hunger circle, vision is shown.
Dying, the hunger circle, die in the face of pain.
The keeper of the killing streets is sleeping now,
And dreaming of my name.
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Child In Silence
Child in silence - I've seen the way
The tears run down your face.
Child of violence - I know that you've been
Dying in this place.
Child without mercy - they've haunted you with
Whisperes in the dark.
Child in exile - they violate and strain you
With their mark.
Child - this silent seduction enrages me.
Child - the fatal assassin's black eyes will bleed.
Child in silence, I know who you are.
Child, you're lost and alone in the dark.
Child, I know that you're hurting inside.
Child, I've seen your affections denied.
Child in trumoil, I know where you've been.
Child in darkness, I've seen what you've seen.
In the night, in this fear of letting go of the light,
I hear you calling me home.
Child - no one shall convet your dreams tonight,
Child - the tyrant shall cry in the streams of light.
Child in darkness,
I've heard when you scream in the night,
In this fear of letting go, in the light,
I'll be standing there to hold you.
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Ascension of Heroes
I've heard the silence of the angels,
I've seen betrayed my faith in men
And their conditions of salvation
In which so blindly they defend.
Touch the light that crawls from the page,
Ascension of heroes strengthen the saints
Anscension of heroes that call from the stage.
The tyrant, he lives and dies by the sword,
He has painted his face and tainted the lord,
Into the arena, his faith is restored.
The mortal storm of fear that wages their will
To take away your names will keep the phantoms
In their cages and cast the children into the flames.
Touch the light that crawls from the page,
Ascension of heroes strengthen the saints
Anscension of heroes that call from the stage.
I've loved you with all my heart and my soul,
The conflict within is leading me home,
The ghost and the godsend are standing alone,
The birth of a new world awaits in your hands,
With only your hopes and your dreams may you stand.
Ascension of heroes - Are waiting command,
Ascension of heroes - Awaiting the stand.
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Paradox
(Intrumental)
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The Stand
Are you ready for the uveiling?
We have met the enemy and he is us.
Breeding divisions within the body of the lamb,
Distorting scripture, creating instability
And all oppressive forms of dissonance.
There is disorder, its quarantine is necessary
When pale attempts to gather men result in confusion
For unity cannot be based on doctrine.
The blinding light is paradoxical,
Symbolic of two spiritual lineage,
The ministry of life and resurrection,
The ministry of death and condemnation.
The poltergeist moves ancient and established,
Reviving scenes of medieval inquisition;
Every desecration emphasized in psychic renaissance,
Reserving atmosphere for terminating thoughts.
The priest is talking backwards painting sacrilegious
Pictures
In his doctrinal errors, empasizing isolated
Scriptures.
His intolerable anointing is inhuman interrogation
And its paranormal necromancy fees upon its nation.
We will prostitute this offering with discpline and
Honor,
Evolving man to higher states for the age of
To the uninitianted,
We will stalk the enemy and cross the line.
Can you fell the signs? Cross the line.
Are wel still alive? Cross the line.
To walk the sacred halls of truth
For whom the blood of angels cry,
To fill your servants cup with light,
For in his heart the spirits rise, rise, rise.
To To search and trace the scars of love and infinate
Betrayal.
For those who face resistance are protected by the
Grail,
Break the silence, Take the fear ..
Rape the sorrow, Wipe the tears. Rise, rise,
Drink the blood of the lamb,
Await the stand.
Drink the blood of the lamb,
Await the stand.
The spirit haunts the armies breathing life in this
Militia,
To bring complete reversal of authority and power Into the eyes of God on highest, witnessing the two
Worlds collide,
The blood is rising in the temple, naked and alive.
The stage is set through all dimensions, domoninations
And rituals;
From evolution to revolution and indestructible
Force.
Immune to righteousness based on law and civil
Disobedience,
The people find the pale defendat guilty on all
Charges.
The battlefeild is cold and worn, receiving gifts of
Tyranny,
The revolution has arrived to turn his face around
And see it's covered with the blood of martyrs'
Innocent sedation,
With a kiss the child is lying slain upon the ground.
The lamb will stay awake with me to watch the
Rvolution
And light the ground we stand upon.
The powers of the night, drawn between the darkness
In the field of blind indifference we count
The corpses silently before the blood has dried.
His peace is broken into a thousand scars revealed,
He puts on his bloody robe for the last time.
His eyes, like morrors, filled with murder, I saw him
Falling in the streams,
Immersed in tears, crying for the others,
Fighting to receive possession of his will.
Standing in the fire, He said to me:
"If you don't reject this power it may destroy you"
For we have seen the great interval, and we have lived
To see
The monster sleeping; But some will say
The monster was me.
I will hold his ashes in my hands,
Dreaming out loud, moving in metaphors, dancing away.
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American Babylon
A thousand bloody hand prints stain the walls of
Liberty.
A stranger hides in dreams denied, awaiting his
Release.
I've seen this picture before.
I never thought that we would end up here,
When fascism comes as an angel of light
Its license parading as Tyranny drives forth its son.
The Son of Mourning dominating fears, afflicting fallen
Men.
His body highly organized; it's coming into prominence
To bear its ominous warnings.
It's in your blood to comprehend it's origin,
For those who refuse to remember the past are
Condemned to repeat it,
The first and the last, Dust to Dust ...
History if His Story
And life is laughing at its peril.
Building towers that come fourth in men,,br> Shifting powers consuming us within,
The will puzzle the apostles till the end.
Enter into the silence, into the dying life of America,
The brave, the slave, the grave.
The shattered pigs dying as primitive savages,
Eating their flesh, they will lie rotting in dirt,
While a stranger among you has challenged the course
Of human existence and alien forces.
The birth of the black prince is setting the stage
In its thriving dissension, exalting his rank,
And the innocent man will fall victim to hands in the
Trial of Truth
And its twisted reversal.
The union of factions bleeds shock to the system,
For civilization had ended today,
The transitional nature of acts and society climb in its
Place
While its face re-creates until your god is dead.
Enlighten me with your pale statues, face of inhibition,
And until your reign has ended, frighten me with your
Stale - taste - tongue of inqusition.
In your eyes I will come forth in men with no justice,
No order to defend, and the stone will be cast again ...
Enter into the fire, into the bloody gates of America,
The great, the fate, the late.
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Ceremony
You have the right to remain silent, anything you say
Can and will be used against you in a court of law.
To strip away the myth from the man is only dealing
With the symptoms in theis critical condition, the disease
is untouched.
You saw what they did to me,
Don't tell me to forget.
Have you no sense of decency?
How can you justify arrest?
And now the charges are enraged
(Within this ceremony)
Imprisoned with a kiss, betrayed
(Whithin this ceremony)
The crucifixion of the faith
For all the loved ones left unnamed
We fought to give them life,
We touched the very soul
In the ancient funeral, The ceremony rites.
His faith relentlessly attacked and discredited
When your enemy can find a way of twisting your
Motives, believe he will.
To be convicted without fatal charm's infection,
When the perfect light upon him was corrupted by void,
Self-righteously judged.
To die in the line of duty, I am complete in its truth.
If you have died to the world, what can the world do
to you?
Into the darkeness of the night
(Begins the ceremony)
Into the shadow of a dream
(Begins the ceremony)
Announce the coming of the white prophet and take
This cup away from me,
And stand in the light the superstar beholds,
In the ancient funeral, the ceremony rites.
We are conceived as the first circle, the book of
Knowledge surely tells,
We are all part of an unseen conflict within the world
And within ourselves.
And now we're closer to the light
(Release this ceremony)
And now we must prepare the way
(Release this ceremony)
Romove the ancient bounderies to give the son of man
His day,
To roll away the stone and rise to the throne
In awaited resurrection, the Ceremony rites.
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Overture
(Instrumental)
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Love Never Dies
And the children shall lead the angels at play
In the fields of slaves.
For man is teh hunted, accused and forsaken and slain
By his own domain.
The diamond's edge will cut the eyes of the paper mask
In paradise.
The fools of fortune paint their portaits
On carnal crimes and lonely lies.
The tides of war that crash within,
to break the heart and lash the skin,
A man awaits the child inside,
To end his bloddy reign in time.
Love never dies - Love never denies,
Love never lies - Love desperatley cries,
Unto the other side,
Unto the unborn child in your eyes.
Walk by faith and walk by sight,
You're sanctified with blood and light,
In days of rosses, nights sublime,
The prince of passion lives divine.
Love never dies - Love never denies,
Love never lies - Love desperatley cries,
Unto the other side,
Unto the unborn child in your eyes.
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Saviour Machine II
Lord, into your hands I commend my sprirt.
Alive to see legions of angels awaiting the sacred
Incarnation.
Take me home to clean the bloody robe of
The covenant sealed between heaven and earth,
I will come forth ascended in salvation
The book of life will free this rising son,
resurrected in time now the dream has arrived,
And this soul is alive, two worlds are baptized.
Underneath these everlasting arms
The awaited messiah has risen to life by
The sword of the spirit in his eye.
Can't you see, their hearts crying with needs?
release me to offer them freedom and peace
So profound in its nature above.
Go and amek desciples of all,
One in the name of the Father, and of the Son.
And of the Holy Spirit of Love.
The time has come, and so the band played on,
Releasing his power and shouting in tears,
"It is finished; do you see
The Light of Saviour inside this Machine?"
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Created by the Well of Souls & Szilárd Tóth, © 2002
Contact: well-of-souls@freemail.hu or toth.sz@axelero.hu