Tribute to the Road of Kings

Manilla Road
 

The Courts of Chaos
 

               ROAD TO CHAOS

               (Instrumental)
 
 

               DIG ME NO GRAVE

               Here I stand like the rock
               Born and bred to survive
               I may not be at the top
               But still it´s good to be alive
               Feeling the flow of the chops
               Whether be music or flesh
               This is where sanity stops
               But don´t dig a grave for me yet

               Dig me no grave

               I was a rocker from the birth
               A rocker I´ll be till I die
               Scorching the face of the earth
               Bringing the music to life
               Flying on high like a bird
               Nothing can ever shoot down
               Metal is dead so I´ve heard
               But no while I´m still above ground

               So dig me no grave

               This is the dream of my life
               This is the life of my dream

               It´s a hard road to survive
               But nothing comes easy or free
               Seems to be so little time
               Yet life is an eternity
               I haven´t made my last rhyme
               So keep your damn dirt off of me

               Dig me no grave
 
 

               D.O.A.

               Laying here looking at the ceiling
               Someone lays a sheet across my chest
               Something warm is flowing down my fingers
               Pain is flowing all through my back

               I try to move my arm but there´s no feeling
               And when I look I see there´s nothing there
               The face beside me stopped totally bleeding
               The girl I knew has such a distant stare

               I remember
               We were flying along
               And hit something in the air

               Life is flowing out my body
               Pain is flowing out with my blood
               The sheets are red and moist where I am lying
               God in heaven teach me how to die

               I remember
               We were flying along
               And hit something in the air.
 
 

               INTO THE COURTS OF CHAOS

               Here in the fire
               Nothing belongs to god
               Only the fire
               Burning away the heart
               Here in the mind
               The holy war is fought
               Out of all time
               Into the Courts of Chaos

               Here in the fire
               Only the strong survive
               Blasphemous fire
               Burning the soul alive
               Sons of the night
               Come to claim what was lost
               These holy knights
               Come to the Courts of Chaos

               Here in this unholy pit of despair
               Nightmares of hell come alive
               Here the true enemy is your own fear
               Honor is but to survive

               Blessed Be warriors who fight here and die
               Heroes thee are to us all
               Inside these halls Valkyries have no sight
               If thee are felled thee be lost

               Warrior cries
               Echoing through the night
               Inside these halls
               The horde of Chaos falls

               Inside these halls of hell
               The Old One still he dwells
               Sitting upon the throne of Chaos

               Master of all his race
               Monster insatiate
               ´Tis he we come to slay in Chaos

               Hear our cries
               In Odin´s name we fight
               Inside these halls
               The throne of Chaos falls

               Into the Courts of Chaos
               Into the halls of eternal despair
               Into the Courts of Chaos
               The only enemy is your own fear
 
 

               FROM BEYOND

               Computations are figured
               The tuning forks are set
               Turn on the Resonator
               Start the experiment

               The forks begin vibrating
               Demensional walls gone
               The machine is eminating
               Resonations from beyond

               Life, never was so defined
               Even inside my mind
               Everything turns to ecstasy
               No, now the thing appears
               Everything to be feared
               Lives inside this blasphemy

               Nightmare always there
               The machine revealed it
               Lifelike but not quiet
               Like life as we know it

               Life, there is so little time
               Something inside my mind
               Extending my pineal gland
               No, is it inside my brain
               Or am I going insane
               Experiment is out of hand

               Inside the field of the forks
               Demensional barriars desolve
               Vibrations open the doors
               Into the worlds of beyond
               Is this the gateway to hell
               Opened up by the machine
               Is this where Elder Gods dwell
               Or am I lost in a dream

               Something comes
               Not from the grave
               But from the beyond

               No,
               Nothing can save
               You from beyond

               Here is the merchant of death
               Master of all the unknown
               Uncounted years he has slept
               Awakened by frequency tones
               Come to crush and devour
               All of the life that it can
               Recieving all of its power
               From a machine built by man

               Still it comes
               Not from the grave
               But from beyond

               No,
               Nothing can save
               You from beyond
 
 

               A TOUCH OF MADNESS

               So little wisdom
               Inside the mind
               Mostly the madness of life
               Unbalanced fission
               Building inside
               Melt-down of logical sight

               Torment is burning
               Inside the brain
               Something is yearning
               To escape the pain
               Here in the fire
               Only the strong survive

               Ashes to ashes
               Minds turn to dust
               Lost in the whirlwind
               A touch of madness

               Caught in a crossfire
               Of reality and dream
               No one seems to hear the screams
               Lightning the funeral pyre
               And living in the flame
               Nothing gained without pain

               Torment is burning
               Inside the brain
               Something is yearning
               To escape the pain
               Here in the fire
               Only the strong survive

               Ashes to ashes
               Minds turn to dust
               Lost in the whirlwind
               A touch of madness

               I´m touched
               By madness

               Standing before the Labyrinth
               The birthing place of true torment
               No time left to confess
               For the wicked there is no rest
               When touched by madness

               Lost in a fantasy
               Distorted and deranged
               Wild the spirit never tamed
               Taught by humanity
               To cage what´s deemed insane
               No one wants to take the blame

               Torment is burning
               Inside the brain
               Something is yearning
               To escape the pain
               Here in the fire
               Only the strong survive

               Ashes to ashes
               Minds turn to dust
               Lost in the whirlwind
               A touch of madness

               I´m touched
               By madness
 
 

               (VLAD) THE IMPALER

               Impaler
               Master of the pike
               Blasphemer
               Of all human life
               Blood-letter
               Drinker of gods wine
               Torturer
               Of body and mind
               Impaler

               Impaler
               No need for the grave
               Death dealer
               By stake and by blade
               Life bleeder
               Romania´s shame
               Emperor
               Or vampire insane

               Maniacal mind
               Disrupter of life
               His thirst never dies

               Impaler
               Usurper of death
               Blood hunter
               Stalker of the flesh
               Tormentor
               Impaler of heads
               Destroyer
               Unto his death-bed
               Impaler
 
 

               THE PROPHECY

               As I gaze upon the rising storm
               My will and my body torn
               Seven years into the Cyborg Wars
               I´ve caught a glimpse of nevermore
               As the mountains crumble to the sea
               Mankind´s brought to its´ knees
               And the land is scorched by war machines
               As foretold in The Prophecy

               Nowhere to run
               Nowhere to hide
               Live by the gun
               And by the gun you die

               As I gaze into the braziers coals
               The winds of time begin to blow
               And I see the blood of many souls
               Spilled on the battlefield of woe

               Nowhere to run
               Nowhere to hide
               No time to bleed

               Nature undone
               Engulfed by fire
               Of Prophecy

               As I gaze into the mists of time
               I hear the ancient rhyme
               And the Valla´s words run through my mind
               Out of the death shall come new life

               Nowhere to run
               Nowhere to hide
               No time to bleed

               Nature undone
               Engulfed by fire
               Of Prophecy
 
 

               THE BOOKS OF SKELOS

               I. THE BOOK OF ANCIENTS

               Three books of human flesh
               Of Magik, life and death
               Of times long lost to man
               Creation of the damned

               Before the ancient gods
               And Dreams of Eschaton
               The Ancients of the Muse
               Combated Cthulu

               His tentacles reach far beyond the grave
               These chronicles of light and life enslaved,
               Were penned in blood
               Before the mighty flood

               Nocturnal Lords of Death
               Summoned by Dragon´s Breath
               To cleanse this holy land
               From sea to desert sand

               Like Necronomicon,
               And Ancient Bardic song
               These books hold many clues
               To Magik law and truth

               The sentinels of Hell guard every gate
               These chronicles of light and life enslaved
               Were penned in blood
               Before the mighty flood
 

               II. THE BOOK OF SHADOWS

               Nightmares turned to living hell
               Enchanted under the spell
               Dark Lords cast upon the earth
               Armageddon into birth
               By the books

               Holy Cross turned upside down
               Burning empires to the ground
               Aiser Legions march to war
               Halocaust of ancient lore
               In The Books
 

               III. THE BOOK OF SKULLS

               Long lost Magik of our tribes
               Necromantic book of scribes
               Blood from human sacrifice
               Bringing life that never dies
               The Book Of Skulls

               The witch begat her only orn
               Conceived by blackest rites
               Sacrificial throats were torn
               To give The Demon life
               Life baptized in blood

               Mankind thrown into the maze
               Of a cataclysmic age
               Cadavers re-animate
               As The Priests Of Chaos prey
               The Book Of Skulls.