Lirieke:
The Crown Dawn Of Emptiness

I am already given - To the power ruling my fate I do not hold on - Thus I have nothing to defend I have no thoughts - Thus I shall see I fear of nothing

I am already given - To the power ruling my fate I do not hold on - Thus I have nothing to defend I have no thoughts - Thus I shall see I fear of nothing

In the alley dogs are barking, chickens crowing down the lane And I feel just like that rooster and his mournful old refrain With sun down on my shoulders

the apocalypse Face the bitterness Fallen windkissed illusions Carthatic depth unfolds in utter emptiness When whirling stars have bestowed their shapelessness A crown

long gone by now I was the kind of boy the devil would offer a smoke or a drink to or a ride downtown to some God forsaken land One Sunday morning at dawn

I survive In higher lights we seem to drown We hold the key but not the crown In higher lights we seem to drown We hold the key but not the crown Look

scorn Stars like weeds grow unshorn They lie austere and vain Old, still as the clay Crows show our way home Night was rain, a falling sea A rusted dawn

Here we go The people show Victims of tomorrow The way it goes It never shows Emptiness or sorrow There is nothing left inside Nothing left to cry for

I survive In higher lights we seem to drown We hold the key but not the crown In higher lights we seem to drown We hold the key but not the crown Look