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DARKLAND AWAKENING
I look over the darkland haze, And I see so many souls ablaze, And I feel myself enter the darkland haze, Detained, as I fail to see the light that points the way. Retreat to dreams of another day, Replace trust from along the way, Define, collate, the thoughts profane, Don’t look, don’t weep, pray hard to return again. Holding onto the wasted land, Holding onto the wasted faith, Take away the imagery, And let the hurt lead you on. Embrace the fire that burns, the flames that shine, Retrace the steps of Gods that lead to heaven, Hell in sight, the burning kingdom draws me in, The angels plead but I’m taken by the promises of sin, Perverse, undignified, unpure, Don’t look, don’t weep, pray hard, to go far away. Fleeting thoughts conjure up the darkest notions, Plague my dreams and invade my conscious when I’m waking, Pacify apparitions far and wide that cross my path, And leave me standing cold and shaking, Scared and ashamed as I beg for reprieve, Closed in, condemned, pray hard to return. Don’t look, don’t weep, go back, go far away. Holding onto the wasted land, Holding onto the wasted faith, Take away the imagery, And let the hurt lead you on. Pray Hard. Lyrics: Clifford Ennis Music: Clifford Ennis, Rick Mullen. Copyright 1994. |
A PRAYER FOR THE KINDRED
Sympathize, for the suffering hearts, For the weeping children on their knees, shedding tears of discontent, With hollow eyes, and hollow minds, You clench your hands and start to pray, for the life God took away. Only- Sorrow obstructs the sense of reason, Belief intensifies, Haunted by the fear of treason, A blind faith unjustified. Always falling in the line of fire, Always falling in the line of fire, And the harrowing tales of a harrowing nature, Will clear your mind and cleanse your soul, Of confidence and self esteem, Try to think for yourself before you’re stripped of your pride. “Believe, or suffer the consequence”, Don’t heed that warning, What they preach is lies, all lies. You thank the Lord for the gift of life, And curse the devil for the hurt and pain, Confess your sins to the greatest sinner, As he washes the blood from his hands. Worship anything remotely holy, Hold sacred in your hands the sign of the cross, This Godforsaken world with its holy wars, These Godforsaken times, this Godforsaken life of mine. Lyrics: Clifford Ennis Music: Clifford Ennis, Rick Mullen. Copyright 1994. |
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PRE-DAWN HOURS
From the depths of the deepest ocean, I’m cast under her spell. And in the pre-dawn hours, She disappears, And in the pre-dawn hours, My memory fades away, And in the cold dark room, My senses overheat, And in the pre-dawn hours she’s gone. In the light of the darkest moment, She appears in the soundest sleep, When in the kingdom of dreams, My evil seductress is queen. From the depths of the deepest ocean, I’m cast under her spell, In the wake of the fearless night, The pressures lifting, And I discover I’m escaping her grip. And she’s calling me, and she’s calling me, can you hear her? And she’s calling me, and she’s calling me to join her. And she’s calling me, and she’s calling me, To join her in her place of rest, And she’s calling me, and she’s begging me, To join her in her place of rest. Lyrics: Clifford Ennis Music: Brendan Toull, Clifford Ennis, Rick Mullen. Copyright 1993. |
THE JUDAS IN ME
Exposed by delusions, In my extreme devoted mind. Withhold all emotions, As you burn for the pain and the ones who cry in vain. And if this cross you burn is for me, Send it coming down. Over the lines the chosen walk, Ignoring the science the bewildered fall, And while watching your hatred boil, I see Judas in everyone, And while feeling my jealousy rise, I find Judas in me has come. And if this cross you bear is for me, Send it coming down. Over, the chosen fall. And if this cross you bear is for me, Send it coming down. Take me, take me in, accept me and all my sins, Take me for all I’m worth, take me, take me in, Take me with open arms, take me, take me in, Take me, for all I’m worth, Take me and save my soul. Lyrics: Clifford Ennis Music: Clifford Ennis, Rick Mullen. Copyright 1996. |
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CURSES
I’ll find the poisoned ones, And I’ll watch them as they sink, I’ll hear them blame the Gods, I’ll hear cursing, For all the sadness felt, For all the tears they cry, For all the kindness lost, For all their misery. And the curses prove, Revenge is all you seek. Will you believe the light, Should it come shining down? Will you obey the word? Will you listen? And should your life cave in, I’ll hear you curse the world, Renounce the faith you had, And unleash the anger inside. And the curses prove, Revenge is all you seek, And the curses prove, A vindictive side within you, Resentment drives you on. I will believe in tears, Those that are shed with pride, And I fail to see your view, Wrapped in fury, And I will believe that pain, Is shared with every cry, But I retain my faith, I still believe, I still believe. And the curses prove, Revenge is all you seek, And the curses prove, a vindictive you, The curses prove, resent lies in you. Lyrics: Clifford Ennis. Music: Clifford Ennis. Copyright 1998. |
HABORYM
The dead domain, Where dead don’t hear their bay, Where dead don’t see their fountain laid to waste. Pray at this wall, I dream of sanctuary, A feral voice, the scent of, Haborym, Haborym. Rosicrucians burning, They’re at the door. I hear him call the angels to their feet, Lay down your soul, The hell of, Haborym, Haborym. Lyrics: Rick Mullen. Music: Rick Mullen, Clifford Ennis. Copyright 1993. THE CRYSTAL SKY
Wait for the lost, Hand them life, Soulless, it’s a haunted feeling, So I pave a way far from reason. Fail to believe and follow, Fail to accept the word. Leave tomorrow for the crystal sky, Drown in sorrow for the place has died, The people come crawling out, The people come reaching in, The people come take a hold, The people come pull me under. Fail to accept the kingdom, Fail to reclaim the soul. Lyricss: Clifford Ennis Music: Clifford Ennis, Rick Mullen. Copyright 1995. |