The Vision Bleak 2004 "The Deathship Has A New Captain"
1. A Shadow Arose
His breath fills the night, the shadow arose! No one by my side No place to hide, No road to flee, the seed of the night, sent from the sea...
2. The Night Of The Living Dead
It was a chilly eve as fog rose from the tombs and owls were howling proclaiming our doom. Look and behold! Shadows walking, The dead are calling....
This is the night of the living dead, A nightmare- The devil's called is creatures, all are out to get your head!
This is the night of the living dead, Oh Baby, this is the night of the undead....
They creep and crawl down from the hills, with penetrating stench, the air is slowly filled, Look and behold! Shadows walking, The dead are calling....
This is the night of the living dead, A nightmare- The devil's called is creatures, all are out to get your head!
This is the night of the living dead, Oh Baby, this is the night of the undead....
3. Wolfmoon
Deep, deep shadows cast down on earth by the cold moon's light. In the moorland the mists rise up, this is the Werewolf's night.
Twelve o'clock - the churchbells strike, I hear the Wolfman's call. His eyes are burning deamon-like, this night he get's you all.
Wolfmoon, Wolfmoon burning bright, through the forests of the night, Wolfmoon, Wolfmoon set him free, from thy gruesome tyranny!
Oh, young fair maid, did you not see, the moon is full tonight? Run -don't walk- from the moorland, flee! Before he is in sight...
To feast upon thy maiden flesh, to eat thy heart and soul. Wolfmoon, Wolfmoon burning bright, through the forests of the night,
Wolfmoon, Wolfmoon set him free, from thy gruesome tyranny!
4. Metropolis
A monument of insane thoughts, clad in iron hellfire. The massive towers of Babylon, leading way up to the sky...
And deep below, the underground- the odem of a soulless world. The giant clockwork that swallows all, ticks all life away....
That's Metropolis... A thousand men of broken hope, slaves to the devil's machine. Kept alive, by iron lounges, down in Metropolis city.
The massive towers of babylon, leading way up to the sky. And deep below, the underground- the odem of a soulless world.
That's Metropolis...
5. Elizabeth Dane
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6. Horror Of Antarctica
Within the shadow of the arctic mounts of ice, night had veiled the pole and darkness filled the sky. The air was so cold - cutting our skin,
Freezing voices called us and the winter winds did sing: "Tekeli-li, Tekeli-li" through the night...
What ghoulish creatures brought 'em forth? What sphere had opened wide?
"Tekeli-li, Tekeli-li" sounding through the air...
Where it did lead us to, no mortal man should dare. Right before our eyes of monolithic size, one labyrinth of cities - draped in moonlight - did arise
"Tekeli-li, Tekeli-li" through the night... leading to the icy ruins a long forbidden site...
"Tekeli-li, Tekeli-li" through the night...
Build by horror creatures from beyond our spheres of light...
7. The Lone Night Rider
When night has fallen dark and cold, and mists rise up from ground of old. When fullmoon lights the earth in fright, the lone grim rider chills the night...
Here come's the lone night rider, this is his melody... His victims might not know it yet, their head is what he's out to get!
Here come's the lone night rider, this is his melody... He takes away your pleasure, this is your vision bleak!
8. The Grand Devilry
He is the wolf that haunts the night and the full moon's blasphemous light.
He is the apple that brought us sin and he is evil on the murderers grin...
If you feel fear it is the devil, the old comrade of the dark and if you hide you will fail to see, the grand devilry!
So if you hate it is his stage, he plays the wicked and the wretched and if you hide you will fail to see the grand devilry!
He is the poison in our heart. The flaming word in each poets art.
He is the weapon that leads through war and he is the light of the morningstar...
If you feel fear it is the devil, the old comrade of the dark and if you hide you will fail to see, the grand devilry!
So if you hate it is his stage, he plays the wicked and the wretched and if you hide you will fail to see the grand devilry!
9. Deathship Symphony
Through moorland mist and fullmoon light - we claimed the devil-tongues! We sailed the sea in ghoulish night, salt water filled our lounges...
We made our way through frost and snow, under arctic skies. Through monuments of steel - below! - A shadow did arise... With fear you will stumble, before the deamons you will see.
From the grottos of hell to the dark skies above -
The Deathship Symphony! Once darkness has fallen, there is no return!
