Hands That Hide
A mirror-cipher for revenge to curse the man who serves me ill
I right the wrongs that have been done of molded fate and steer his will
I make of wax an image small and cast it in a boiling pot
A molten from beneath the surface so deep within commence to rot
An evil figure lies within
The mirror's smooth and silver skin
Let all my darkest works be done
By hands that hide from sight and sun
Light the candles and see the fire and wake the damned to do my bid
I feel the power of suggestion my enemies I pray to rid
So turn to stone from front to back the nights of terror without sleep
In your coffin your limbs are bound thy face the loathsomeness shall creep
Prepare the table and mark the stone I'll focus on your eternal doom
Apply the poisons to address the one I target to entomb
Beneath the surface you'll feel the wrath your eyes will never again see the light
Such acts of retribution be the victim to my spell tonight
Lucid Living
My body's burning soul aflame in agonizing pain
What can I do to cease this torture's driving me insane
Descending through the frames of time I should have never tried
To find the threshold to the past am I alive or have I died
Mother earth is screaming for I've disappeared without a trace
Father time is cursing at this paradox in his embrace
Haunting like a ghost of static form but without mass
Lucid living drains the sands that dare defy the hour glass
Reaching for a method to this madness that is all so clear
Seeking all the answers in a realm without a time or year
Trapped inside this vacuum dazed my thoughts I find I can't collect
Energies revolve around the life I live in retrospect
I question my existence though I feel there's nothing more to say
I caught a glimpse of yet to come while watching scenes from yesterday
Flash before my eyes mistakes of old and distant past
Preview to a future that appears to be so dark and vast
Gamble with the stakes of global time and constant space
Fat again has dealt the hand and yet it seems I've palmed the ace
Time cannot exist throughout this sinister abyss
When all events beheld are unified and simultaneous
Stepping through dimensions of uncertainty where nothing's pure
A bitter shriek of emptiness I don't know if I can endure
My journey has revealed the story of a plot in store for me
Kinetic death - the price to pay to animate this phantasy
My time is growing short and near I fear there's nothing more to see
I vamporize and vanish in a brief forgotten history
People of the Land
Sub-society among this world of wrong and right
The sweet perfume of incense carries prayers in the night
An open window frees the smoke of vengeance laced with spite
As messenger the wind will carry what it might
The wisdom of a thousand generations hand in hand
Bring secrets guarded with the lives of people of the land
So be it fate or destiny or power of desire
An element of earth and wind and water and of fire
Some people don't believe in what they do not understand
Traditional beliefs have always reigned with upper hand,br>
Without hesitation there are many who have died
Just coiincidence perhaps or maybe hands that hide
Do what you will with the art of black or white
In this world a bond exists between a wrong and right
Natural laws and energies amidst the atmosphere
With disembodied souls of good but evil always near
Grains of Sand
I dreamed I was omniscient and the keeper of the glass
And the focus of attention as the center of the mass
I was everywhere at once and I was loved by everyone
My kingdom everlasting and on earth my will was done
I walked unseen amongst them and the cure of all infection
And entered through the looking glass and passed without reflection
The key to all their dreams for I was near when they would sleep
To guard them from the evil in the night when loathsome creep
A sense of humor you must have
For everything you've done
Am I without purpose father?
Is this all just fun?
But in reality I'm nothing more than mortal sin
Through the power of temptation I am often giving in
Another grain of sand I sit before the beach of life
Sometimes it's paradise for me then cuts me like a knife
My days are more or less routine and dusk is much the same
It seems there are no winners ony victims of this game
And life can be so cruel and lonesome seldom is it fair
A silly game of masquerade when people say they care
Maybe when I pass beyond and venture time and space
I'll find within a peace and happiness in my own place
A sense of humor you must have for everything you've done
Am I without purpose father? Is this all just fun?
I'm only twenty-six and know that life has just begun
I find I'm often hiding for I've nowhere left to run
I'm waiting for a revelation waiting for a clue
And waiting for direction for I know not what to do
Killobyte
System's ready to accept command the host that transfers dreams
An alternate realty damn this future's right for me
Data objects to connect cross the globe for worlds to see
Resource files to collect beyond a mind's eye is fantasy
Welcome to the new world that's as real as life and here today
KillObyte technology the future that is here to stay
Futuristic way of life transfer packets through the node
A power granted for the taking so have a taste let's pave the road
Generations coming forth will view this age as obsolete
Advancements in technology are nothing more than temporary
Allocations pass the test a virus found in sector four
There's system damage to correct access granted through the door
Automation smash the grid contaminate without a trace
Flush into oblivion let's get lost in cyberspace
Looking Glass
She sits before her vanity to brush her long black hair
Her eyes are fixed and focused but with much intention in her stare
The looking glass makes promises of fortune and of fame
And whispers many tales of glamour and a plot from which it came
Looking glass - Confide in me
Looking glass - You cried for me
Looking glass - You died for me
Looking Glass - You lied to me
It tells her much about the world and people from its past
And reveals that she is not the first and would not be the last
It preaches words of wisdom and of vast philosophy
And of places and of people present that we could not always see
The witching hour close at hand against the clock it could not race
Admiration for her beauty and a thirst for her embrace
It beckons her approach and for a chance to meet her face to face
She reaches through its silver skin and disappears without a trace
Guardian Angel
After tonight I'll never be the same again
I'm so awake I can't go back to sleep again
Kidnapped by an agnel from this life I've lived in vain
Abducted from my punishments of everlasting pain
Submerged in sin I wear a halo of flies above my head
For the wicked I have done and all the evils I have said
"So Free yourself from guilt", she said, "Forever walk in peace"
"This self-inflicted persecution must finally rest and cease"
"Many times I've saved you from yourself, y'know
The countless times throughout your life when you were low
The world and all it's wisdom still has much to lear
And the souls of all its children never live to burn"
We traveled far away to a place I've never been
For me to cast and purge and let the waters cleanse my sin
"Release your demons now. Let them come to me
And captivate your fears no more and set them free
For the world and all its wisdom still has much to learn
And the souls of all its children do not live to burn
No religion of this world has ever saved a man
Only love that's pure without condition truly can"
"So wound yourself no more and let them finally heal
And maybe when you're ready you can learn to feel
And many times I've saved you from yourself y'know
Countless times throughout your life when you were low
I walked unseen amongst you as the cure of your infection
And entered through your heart my dear and passed without detection
The root of all your dreams for I am near when you're asleep
To guard you from the evil in the night when loathsome creep"
Specter
Tonight I walk through walls and penetrate the cobblestone
Running through the house I'm running running for my life
An open window frees the smoke of vengeance laced with spite
Limit skies the dead shall rise an agonizing plea
Defying all belief it's here I walk and walk alone
It's damp outside it's cold and gray and leaves have withered dead
So desolate a place my soul is beckoned and is led
A snicker from a harvest moon the planes descending fast
A candle mass is hiding all the secrets from the past
Prop the top the music box with chimes of melody
Something in the house is lurking holding the knife
The walls replay impressions of misfortune and distress
Rsurrection Mary is dancing in her party dress
So venture lifeless journeys drain and drink tonight
Halls of mirrors swinging knves and circus clowns of sin
An alchemist is cursing aat a leprechaun and mannequin
Old man elderly is cackling from the second floor
Waltzing down the stairs Virginia(?) fifty dollar whore
Automatic waiting limbo feeds the hand that bits
Of levitation meditation years or gutter nights
So prop the top Pandora's box with chimes of melody
A painted smile suicide through oracle planchette
Russian seance spins the wheel gambling roulette
Jack be nimble in the cellar light the candle stick
Hands that hide from sight and sun will always do the trick
Defying all belief it's here I walk and walk alone
Tonight I walk through walls and penetrate the cobblestone
