Insanity's Crescendo

Gently, hold our heads

Gently, hold our heads on high

Aimless time, in fear now hide

Overthrow the plan

Confusion lies in all my words

Mad is the soul

We barricade ourselves in holes of temperament

This is the dawning of a new age

A heart that beats the wrong way

Insanity's crescendo

Gently, hold our heads

Gently hold our heads on high

Windcolor, second sight

A touch of silence, the violence of dark

Illusion span, the aroma of time

Shadowlife, the scent of nothingness

Insanity's crescendo

Infinite fall of instinct

Order of one spell's deceit

Infinite lack of trust

Order of one obsolete

Oh, escaping time is all we lost ahead

When it's found, can judgement make amends?

From force-fed impressions, let us mortify the mind

Each soul to violate, each instinct to be rendered false

Torn asunder be the conventional forms and frames

Now for the blood of Heaven unlearn, and the cleansing comes

Felt a tremor in the pillars of the senses

Cursed victim of a distance near

The first dream, the clearest vision

Aimlessly steer towards our night

We belong to thee

Oh, dearest bliss, unnerving silence

Entangled within

Dimly begotten, in clarity found

Virgin-like tears for impurity bound

Search he, who darken the stars and the sky

Greet now this vision, an emerald dawn

Empty the sun, carve out the wind

Insanity's crescendo, tear out the blinded eye

Insanity's crescendo

Lament of thunder, take comfort in fear

Lightning veins in crude exterior

Voice the oppression, voice the hypocrisy

Lay down the law that made instinct fall

Escape now and revert the cleansing rebirth

Torn asunder be

Affect me not on darkened vision

Insanity's crescendo

Grimly threat the footstep's torn

Rebellic stand, the seeker tall

The thorn of insanity's hand

Take this darkened vision from my sight

Nailed to the image of ignorance

Each soul to violate

For the blood of Heaven