Injudicial

Darkness in the garden. The prayers of the Desired of Nations are spent. As the blood drips from His flesh. Treachery. The traitor's kiss of love was active malignity.

In Exordium

A pool of water, crystal clear and shimmering, beneath the light of. an ancient moon. The water's cold tranquillity, majestic and. refined in stillness and in clime, disturbed in brief by the passage.

I'm Not To Blame

The night becomes the day. The darkness is swept away. My life became the death. The pain was in my last spoken breath. They always rely. Too much on me.

I Am Not Alive

I am not alive, though they say I am.. Such is the grave inconsequence of man;. liar that I am, I am not alive at all,. not alive at all, no. I am not alive..

I

I have life, I have time, I. I have life, I have time, I. . I stood inside the cave by the mound of the Skull. Examined that which was interred. The bones in this grave were human and whole.

Haemorrhage Of Hatred

If prolonged hatred breeds it will devour your mind. Animosity will annihilate sobriety. Insalubrious emotions can extirpate your existence. Agonised respiration, immersion in hatred.

Gone Is My Former Resolve

The dead who crave not life, I know not why they lie there. floating. They lie devoid of thought, bereft of life and drown in sorrow.. . Sometimes they scream as life is deprived of them. Life is no.

Even The Walls

Faded by the hands of time. Faint echoes of my childhood dream. The images of days gone by. Are seldom what they seem. . The candlelight spells out my name.

Enter In Time

From the outside all appeared serene. The garden framing a dreamlike scene. In the beginning the house was new. The rooms were warm there was much to do.

Echoes

The morning has nothing to fear from the night. . Reaching the monastery of St Catherine. The burning bush where Moses spoke with his God. The chamber of skulls of the monks, they who had gone before.

Dead To Death

When I saw him I fell at his feet as though dead.. Then he placed his right hand on me and said:. "Do not be afraid. I am the First and the Last.. I am the Living One; I was dead, and behold.

Darkness Dies

Distant voices begin to sing, "Now the fire's burning, let the fire. spread so those who think they live will realise that they are dead.. Over eons, over centuries, it has taken many names for the Spirit.

Betrayed Again

I have been betrayed again. All my rights have been denied. All my friends have turned me in. I have been betrayed by them. . Even though I have done my all.

Abstraction

Deathly hatred of life. Life with a hatred of death. Ritualistic slaughter of good. Unrelenting torture. . BRIDGE. Condemnation, a raging fire. Eternal damnation of the soul.

A Moment

The Burning

[How the crusaders burnt the Cathars as punishment for their so called heretic beliefs]. . Watch the final scene. At the Bucher or the stake. Gonna build a tower to bum.

Serenity

[A short poem about the Castle that was home to the lyricists during writing of this album]. . 700 years of cold nights it's been there. 700 years of power fading away.

Search For Perfection

[How, through their beliefs the Cathars tried to achieve a state of Perfection]. . Search!. We can't eat no flesh no fowl. Sleeping around is out. Women are against the rules.

Massacre Of The Cathars

[The hatred that was shown by the crusaders for people who were basically peaceful and the extremes of torture and murder to rid France of the heretics].

Killtime

[The thinking of the knights and mercenaries as they fought the Cathars, how they were paid for forty days at a time]. . Before the sun goes down they'll scream.