Covenant

Feedback

from the Album "Sequencer"

I consume the wind that makes you cold
And drink the blood of the bleeding souls
To check your fear and hide the noise
Of howling wolves that steals your voice

I confuse your mind and feed your dreams
To read your thoughts and keep them safe
From harmful truth and the hopeful lies
Of the tempting demon that hurts your eyes


I will protect you from your visions
To save you from illusions
I will protect you from ideals
To save you from defeats


I consume the wind that makes you bold
And suck the blood of the living souls
To make you numb and hide the noise
Of the howling wolves that is your voice

I seduce your mind to fear your dreams
And read your thoughts to keep you blind
From harmful truth and the open skies
Of the outside world before your eyes

Hardware Requiem

from the Album "Dream of a Cryotank"

we believe in human progress
we create the servants we need
we develop new ways of living

we develop new ways of living
we search for power sources
we need energy to survive
we build on fragile ground

we build on fragile ground
we feel safe in our unstable houses
we fear the world outside
we’ve become strangers at home
we’ve become strangers at home
we went too far, we can’t turn back
we built too high, we can’t get down
we are the slaves of our servants
in the shadow of our ambitions

Stalker

from the Album "Sequencer"

In transit you pass among the strangers of the world
Paying tribute to the thief who stole away your shadow
You look into the bedrock and listen to the bells
Calling liquid lust
Call for solid white


I see the stalker in your face
The secrets of your skin
I keep the wisdom that you need
The password that you want
I feel the stalker in your mind
The fire in your veins
No hope to be released

I’m a multitude of travel to the other side
Through the broken wall I saw your fellow man
To the west of the horizon there’s a bitter world
And if you try to sense the smell of your face
For you found the keyhole
But you lost your backbone
No courage left to join the march of endless time
You saw the sleep of habit on those who walk in trance
To their catatonic aimless lives


So let them start the engine grinding mountain dust
And reproduce your ego too much is not enough

You dig holes through the earth to meet the king of worms
To steal away his wisdom and learn to decompose

You chant like fifty indians to charm the prince of eagles
To learn the art of seeing and the tounge of the winds
So don’t you try to fool me for I watch your every move
We are kindred spirits like two voices in the wild

Void

from the Album "Dream of a Cryotank"

incomplete and in search for emotions
for ever alone in his empty heart
he’s always looking for a light in the dark
trapped in the endless void of time

his soul is screaming for a meaning
but the only answer he will ever get
is the echo of his lonesome question
resounding and insulting for ever

unfulfilled and in search for devotions
for ever alone in his empty world
he’s always looking for a light in the dark
trapped in the endless void of time

disenpowered and in search for completion
for ever alone in his empty soul
he’s always looking for a loght in the dark
trapped in the endless void of strife

his soul is screaming for a meaning
but the only answer he will ever get
is the echo of his lonesome question
resounding and insulting for ever

Call the Ships to Port

from the Album "Northern Light"

A billion words ago
The sailors disappeared
A story for the children
To rock them back to sleep

A million burning books
Like torches in our hands
A fabric of ideals
To decorate our homes

A thousand generations
The soil on which we walk
A mountain of mistakes
For us to climb for pleasure

A hundred clocks are ticking
The line becomes a circle
Spin the wheel of fortune
Or learn to navigate

A choir full of longing
Will call our ships to port
The countless lonely voices
Like whispers in the dark

A choir full of longing
Will call our ships to port
The countless lonely voices
Like whispers in the dark

A second of reflection
Can take you to the moon
The slightest hesitation
Can bring you down in flames

A single spark of passion
Can change a man forever
A moment in a lifetime
Is all it takes to break him

A fraction of a heartbeat
Made us what we are
A brother and a sister
For better or for worse

A billion words ago
They sang a song of leaving
An echo from the chorus
Will call them back again

A choir full of longing
Will call our ships to port
The countless lonely voices
Like whispers in the dark

A choir full of longing
Will call our ships to port
The countless lonely voices
Like whispers in the dark

Tonight we light the fires
We call our ships to port
Tonight we walk on water
And tomorrow we'll be gone

Tonight we light the fires
We call our ships to port
Tonight we walk on water
And tomorrow we'll be gone

Tonight we light the fires
We call our ships to port
Tonight we walk on water
And tomorrow we'll be gone

Tonight
Tonight

Figurehead

from the Album "Sequencer"

We wish so hard to be seen
And dream at night to be heard
And yet we have nothing to show
But false words and broken dreams

I'm the figurehead on the ship of fools
A beacon for the liars in the dark
I'm the first and the last
I claim this land
I'm the lost and the hungry
I need this land

The inescapable face of truth
Spins my head again
Disturbingly unable to stand back
I'm going down

The undeniable sense of wonder
Kicks my head in
Disturbingly unable to escape
I dive to drown

We want so hard to be true
And claim the right to be good
And yet we never seem to know
How to reach promised lands

Edge Of Dawn

from the Album "Dream of a Cryotank"

Black stone opens to the mind
This weak body far behind
Now closing in, hungry to begin


An ancient door to hidden light
For coming times to discover
I step across the edge of dawn


White light solid to my eye
Deep down inside I’m alive
Now I see it, the infant spirit

An ancient door to hidden light
For coming times to discover
I step across the edge of dawn
For better man to recover

Death will give birth again
New life will rise my friend
Now closing in, eager to begin


Black stone opens up the gate
This weak body integrate
Now I see it, the infant spirit

Leviathan

from the Album "Europa"

I watch minutes grow to hours and how seasons build the ages
Every winter dies in sunlight only to be born again

And the rainfall feeds the forests while the lightning strikes the trees
Turning giants into dust, fertile ashes on the ground

I see them going down to the water
Where they embrace the silent waves
Slowly they’re swallowed by the water
And their breath ascending to the sky
I see them now floating in the water
Carried away, carried away

I see wasteland turn into gardens watching oceans giving birth
To fragile little creatures born to grow and multiply
And the children of the children of the firstborn claims the land
Building fences for protection from their brothers’ greedy grasp

I watch kingdoms rise and crumble and the nations come and go
Only new names for the same things once the limit has been reached

Now I see them lose their interest in the deeds that have been done
And the wisdom that’s been found as they return to whence they came