Life is a moment

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
Effected by a carnal existence

REFRAIN
Hideous laughte

[Music by A. Tompkins]

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
Even tempered I've thought it through
Though in pain had the wherewithall
To suspect t

[Music by J. De Ron]

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
of the Ancient is the fire within the flames. Let mank

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
I am alive for ever and ever!
And I hold the keys of death and Hades."

BRIDGE

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
The library of early Christian texts and the pathway of repentance
Steps cut in

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
I opened up the door and walked through
And maybe now I've come to see the light is whiter
And the life will enter in time

[Music by A. Tompkins and I. Arkley]

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
The breeze from below leads the dance of the flame
Suddenly no one recalls

[Music by A. Tompkins and C. Burton]

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
dream and death holds no final end. We a

[Music by A. Tompkins, J. De Ron and J. Sherlock]

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

Internal haemorrhage of hatred
Exudati

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
My mind held doubts but my hands were undeterred

I have time, I
I have life, I h

[Music by A. Tompkins and J. De Ron]

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.

Countless years have I spent in my quest, or so it would seem, at
the will of my

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
They hide and think i can't see
They offer up their lies
I see it lurking behind their eyes
I'm not to blame

[Music by J. De Ron]

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
of a lone vessel; the boat in carriage of the solitary one;

[Music by J. De Ron, J. Sherlock and A. Tompkins]

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
As his hanging and disembowelment would testify
He ha

The light of morn pours through the window
To settle on pages torn
The book, so old, vainly the truth waits for
Someone to read but is untold
Time is running out for the answer is clearer now

Behind the ordinary lives something quite impure
A latent visionary sees that

Evil calls to me, reaching out through eternity
Evil takes away all the faith that I own today
Demons taunt my soul, throw my heart in this wretched hole
Jesus calls to me ... I answer "No"

My failing heart is cold unto myself
My own convictions have not been proven
My

[Music by A. Tompkins]

My life, my days, they all just seem to pass away
My dreams, my thoughts
They all just seemed to come to nought

I find each day has its own little story
Each waking hour its own little glory
The pages say that my soul has been borrowed
The n

Take it all away, I have walked alone
And wept in silent thought upon the cobblestone
They ridicule my faith, the learned of this rich establishment
I fear they hold the truth, that my beliefs are but imaginings
Night fears morning

My God, take it all away, all I have to sa

[Music by A. Tompkins, C. Burton and J. Sherlock]

Lassitude overwhelming me, my consideration to relent once
more strengthened with time. But the pervasiveness of the
promise, "Thou shalt not be enticed beyond thy strength to
withstand," held firm and true in my heart; the foun