A hideous glow in the cerulean sky A messenger; evil forebodes this dim twilight A world for the soulless, callous, vacant lives A void that God forgot ‒ a gift to the sleeping mind He walks alone and the feral walk with him A solemn presence unaware and an absent requiem He despises those who suffer; those who are awake This land shall remain in slumber; souls for him to take a nightmare in the devil's name
Now lost, they shall be lost forever The lost will roam this wasteland For what they seek cannot be found There is no solace here No hope from this forsaken, sour ground
This he knows; one fleeting thought That at this moment he is naught Never redeemed; Forever they rest Forever their sleep; An infinite eclipse
[Guest lead ‒ Malcolm Pugh]
Cursed is this silent world A dream that has no end Abandoned in the nil Omitted from the blessed
Woe this gift to the sleeping mind A feast for the ethereal Paradise for the specters An obscurity left in silence
Woe this gift to the sleeping mind A feast for the ethereal
Eternally imprisoned in this barren illusion Cognizance left a ghost
Forever they shall sleep
A paradise for the specters An obscurity left in silence