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Imperial Vengeance
Members | |
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Last known | |
James Last | Drums |
Member(bands): Fornost Arnor, Deceiver, Korvus (live), Elimination, Trespass | |
Mr. Charles Edward-Alexander | Vocals, Guitars, Keyboards, Programming (2007-?) |
Member(bands): Mayhem, Shining (live), Tormentor (live), Cradle of Filth, The Electric Hellfire Club | |
Dan Cooke | Bass (2012-?) |
Member(bands): Sleepless Pariah, Dehumanizing Prophet, Human Error, Acrania (live) | |
Past | |
Mr. David Bryan | Bass (2007-2012) |
Member(bands): Korvus (live) | |
Last known (Live) | |
Mr. James Murray | Guitars |
Member(bands): Code of Silence | |
Elle Torry | Guitars, Violin, Cello |
Member(bands): Worms of Sabnock |
# | Discography | Type | Year | |
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1 | Death: August & Royal | EP | 2008 | Show album |
2 | At the Going Down of the Sun | Full-length | 2009 | Show album |
3 | Night Boat to Cairo | EP | 2009 | Show album |
4 | 6th Airborne Division - Special Edition | Video | 2010 | Show album |
5 | Black Heart of Empire | Full-length | 2011 | Show album |
Death: August & Royal
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Band members | |
Mr. David Bryan | Bass |
Mr. Charles Edward-Alexander | Vocals, Guitars, Keyboards, Programming |
Guest/Session | |
Mr. William Drury | Drums |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Mr. David Bryan | Lyrics |
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1. | The Drop | ||
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2. | 6th Airborne Division | 04:59 | Show lyrics |
From the sky And the howl Of the Early warning Blackout the sun Call to arms And an Empire dawning Dive through the winds Soldier on For the victory yearning Flying blind Through the flack And the attack Through the swirl of the homelands burning Fly on to victory A re-assigned decree Born Twenty-three-O-Five Nineteen and blessed Forty Three Godspeed to hell-lands cursed Parched mouths for glories thirst Into the maelstrom of certain death Through garish flare of green Trust our hearts Though merely parts Gears in Britannia’s war machine We wander lonely on storm-clouds The sign of our Empire Emblazoned wings on shells of steel Through force 10 winds of fire All hails to God and King and supplement to British First. Soar like apocalyptic angels Gale, Bols, Cassels, Stockwell- overlords of the air Command the Iron Bird to war and go where eagles dare O’er "hill and dale" and crag A silhouette of fear eight thousand strong Gliding on the light of the Union Flag Spirits soar unto the heavens Memorial, grave and tomb Superceded by the flash of light And the sound of the voice of doom. Spirits soar unto the heavens Just the arising battery and the ceaseless drum-fire falls Cards are cast and scribed in blood: "It is over for you all" This is no place for children, though the uniforms belie A blasphemy, whilst bare-faced generals quail ’neath crimson skies Scant memories of glories past In silence do we mourn And spirits howl over unmarked graves For a flag asunder torn At the end of days The hand that wounds And the heart that to no-one yields The light that blinds Whilst red reminders Bloom in Flanders fields |
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3. | Aristocratic Sex Magick | 07:10 | Show lyrics |
Tormented by the years, the stars now fading Strung out on Green Fairie and deeds degrading Sensual success is spilled upon the present cause Once objectified, destroyed and cast from conscious source The gates express so late a sigh Darkness eats away the tree draped veiny sky The flickering fornication deep within these walls Glimpsed by incestuous life that on its’ bloated belly crawls The deck of fifty two vomits forth the lies Master and Margarita indulge themselves for flesh-bound prize The lusting cries beneath, frustrate the Manor’s doors The crackling wood fires, consume vanilla thoughts As spirits weave through wood-wormed eaves Lamenting fates and fortunes, grieve Their destinies and preconceived credos, Titles, verses, Creeds Laments and calls invoking “They Who dwell Outside” our mortal sway Of stained timbers, decadant flocked walls Ohh That mask, vibrated names and calls Through seances, and rites en-masse. Whilst spirits move the Absinthe glass And fortune deals it’s deadly hand to those whose self-penned blasphemies Permeate the libraries of aristocracies Of gentry and the Upper Class Cup and Wand and Dagger bring True Vision and a higher being Cup and King true power to wield Pure falsehoods-Let the book be sealed I am the boundless air I am the ghost upon the stair. I am the Night – I am the Day I am the Light -I am the Way. Society, its’ secrets keep. Initiates’ dark waters seep Into the class of thoroughbreds Whose whores and wives sweat in their beds. Tormented by the passing years, Tortured souls, un-numbered tears Like Mr Crowley flesh obsessed Far better bred, more sharply dressed. Who call to Gods through Golden Dawns From universes black that yawn And howl in voids and depths unseen In voids and spheres that lie between. |
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4. | Shadow of the Crescent | ||
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5. | Cwn Anwwn | 07:02 | Show lyrics |
Anwwn" The Autumn fires burn in my dreams When the veil is low When the shadows grow and devour the light At the death of day ‘Neath stone-crowned hills on wayward lays. And I hear the howl as it calls unto me Down from the ages Across the seas A cry of hunger, for victory Red ancient wisdoms set me free…. Cwn Annwn And the blood runs fast, swallowed by the earth. My legacy: A new rebirth, and a strength of heart And a call to run, When the Samhain songs draw down the sun. Beneath the hollow earth My ancient kith and kin My legend carved into the stones: the hundred Caers I dwelt within. Between the knees of kings, Beneath the blackened soil I hear the timeless call from memory: the strong, the loyal. Release now the baying Hounds Against the common foe Their clamour heard and feared, by mortal men who dwell below From maws of grey the timeless call To summon from the grassy halls The valour of an age long gone Of glorious days and battles won Never seen again on earth Twixt hill and wood and the Standing-stone Hopes and fears begin in the Autumn Summer ends with the fires The call to hunt at the bequest of Anwwn A hundred deeds fuel a triumphant pyre Yet remain unseen to mortal sight Forgotten paths through vales unknown A bare- remembered shape is seen Amidst the swirl of fearful cries The endless chase in voids between the dreams Of mortal man when Summer dies |
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19:11 |
At the Going Down of the Sun
Album versions
Release date | Label | Catalog ID | Format | Description |
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July 20th, 2009 | Candlelight Records | CANDLE251CD | CD | |
November 18th, 2013 | Candlelight Records | Digital | Bandcamp |
Members | |
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Band members | |
Mr. David Bryan | Bass, Lyrics |
Mr. Charles Edward-Alexander | Vocals, Guitars, Keyboards, Programming, Songwriting |
Guest/Session | |
Elle Torry | Violin, Flute, Oboe |
Kayleigh Simpson | Cello |
Sean Arkles | Vocals (soprano) |
Mr. William Drury | Drums, Percussion |
Harry Patch (R.I.P. 2009) | Narration (track 5) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
C-Edward Alexander | Producer, Recording |
Brett Caldas-Lima | Mixing, Mastering |
Sam Korvus | Recording (Bass) |
Morgana | Photography (Band) |
Mr. David Bryan | Artwork, Art Direction, Design |
Tracks | |||
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1. | The Drop | 01:44 | instrumental |
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2. | 6th Airborne Division | 05:07 | Show lyrics |
Rain from the sky and the howl of the Early Warning Black-out the sun! A call to arms, and an Empire dawning. Dive through the winds - Soldier on! - for the victory yearning; Flying blind through the flack and the attack and the swirl of the homelands burning. Fly on to victory - A re-assigned decree. Born Twenty-three-O-Five Nineteen and blessed Forty Three Godspeed to the hell-lands cursed, parched mouths for glories thirst. Into the maelstrom of certain death, through the garish flares of green. Trust in our hearts, though merely parts: Gears in Britannia’s war machine. We wander lonely on storm-clouds - The sign of our Empire Emblazoned wings on shells of steel - Through force-10 winds of fire. All hails to God and King! a supplement to the British First. Soar like apocalyptic angels: Gale, Bols, Cassels, Stockwell - overlords of the air Command the Iron Bird to war and go where eagles dare. O’er hill and dale and crag : A silhouette of fear eight thousand strong Gliding on the light of the Union Flag. Spirits soar unto the heavens. Memorial, grave and tomb - superceded by the flash of light And the sound of the voice of Doom. Spirits soar unto the heavens. Just the arising battery and the ceaseless drum-fire falls. Cards are cast inscribed in blood: "It’s over for you all" This is no place for children, though the uniforms belie a blasphemy whilst bare-faced generals quail ’neath crimson skies. Scant memories of glories past, In silence do we mourn; And spirits howl over unmarked graves for a flag asunder torn. At the end of days - The hand that wounds - And the heart that to no-one yields; The light that blinds whilst red reminders bloom in Flanders fields |
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3. | Aristocratic Sex Magick | 07:04 | Show lyrics |
Tormented by the years, the stars now fading, strung out on Green Fairie and deeds degrading Sensual success is spilled upon the present cause Once objectified, destroyed and cast from conscious source . The gates express so late a sigh as Darkness eats away the tree draped veiny sky. The flickering fornication deep within these walls Glimpsed by incestuous life that on its’ bloated belly crawls . Tormented by the years, the stars now fading, strung out on Green Fairie and deeds degrading. Sensual success is spilled upon the present cause Once objectified, destroyed and cast from conscious source. The deck of fifty two vomits forth the lies, Master and Margarita indulge themselves for flesh-bound prize The lusting cries beneath, frustrate the Manor’s doors. The crackling wood fires, hungrilly consume vanilla thoughts. As spirits weave through wood-wormed eaves - lamenting fates and fortunes, grieve Their destinies and preconceived credos, titles, verses, creeds, laments and calls invoking “They Who dwell Outside” our mortal sway Of stained timbers, decadant flocked walls , oh that mask, vibrated names and calls. Through seances, and rites en-masse. Whilst spirits move the Absinthe glass And fortune deals it’s deadly hand to those whose self-penned blasphemies Permeate the libraries of aristocracies, of gentry and the Upper Class. Cup and Wand and Dagger bring True Vision and a higher being Cup and King true power to wield - Pure falsehoods - Let the book be sealed! I am the boundless air - I am the ghost upon the stair. I am the Night - I am the Day - I am the Light - I am the Way. Society, its’ secrets keep. Initiates’ dark waters seep into the class of thoroughbreds Whose whores and wives sweat in their beds. Tormented by the passing years, Tortured souls, un-numbered tears Like Mr Crowley flesh obsessed, far better bred, and more sharply dressed. Who call to Gods through Golden Dawns and universes black that yawn And howl in voids and depths unseen - In voids and spheres that lie between. |
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4. | Unto That End | 05:37 | Show lyrics |
In this state of waking death in dreams, Where a heartbeat seems as centuries... For the greatest mind that ever lived has gone beyond the veils of sight And wanders unfettered by the boundaries of consciousness, of day and night. The symbol of the eye is sacred to the 12 who lurk below, One man’s vision - the Godmind - PURE - Against the common foe. But oh, such dreams of greatness. And ah, to be revered; To sit enthroned above the Gods - omnipotent and feared. Product of a thousand years of war: We held our Grails on high and quaffed from dark forbidden blood. We see the final end in sight and dream of life and death and power and might When white light came and the winds of death did tear this mortal sway... A million voices screamed their last, unknown by them: betrayed. And now the wastelands hold such terrors For those who were left behind. Imperfects were rejected Though some of them survived... Connected - Bonded - Man and machine Living out eternity, screaming from within In the shadow of death and absolute power. Destined to conquer the weak that cower Whilst wide-eyed fools question "The Right" of life and death, of power and might. Destiny-the Children awake for the time for sleeping has passed With no disillusions, to final solutions contained in their vessels of glass. But ah, such dreams of greatness - And oh, to be revered To sit high above the Gods omnipotent and feared. "...But I am old and more sinned against than sinning This is not the end - This is only the beginning.. Where future timelines do converge - Something stronger will emerge..." Revelation to the Enlightened comes the eternal darkness Remembrance of a time where the flesh was pure. Above the Gods of men are they, fulfilling one mans dream: To stand against the Oncoming Storm. |
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5. | At the Going Down of the Sun | 06:22 | Show lyrics |
Memories of hardened times we’ll share. My brothers, never fear- this time next year we all shall be at home. We watch the fading setting sun, and dream of better days to come In green and pleasant lands across the foam Fighting for liberty we raise the flag -For the glory of this sceptred isle: Standing together and dying as one -Facing the End- single file Bare-faced boys running into the fray against the common foe Banished fears awashed in tears - Remember, tell all the folks "hello" And did these bloodied feet in darkling times Walk through night-wastes bathed in green So where is the holy lamb of God now? In these burned and twisted pastures obscene. Not for us, the glorious golden Autumn, nor the distant sound of friends well met Ours is the Kingdom the Power and Glory etched immemorial: "least we forget" With pride we brought forth the Golden Bow, and put our faith in the arrows of desire; But the clouds just rained death from above, whilst the leaden chariots spat fire. “They shall grow not old, as we that are left grow old Age shall not weary them, nor the years condemn." The fellows neither East nor West could see, confusion in a crimson tide We charge unfearing, forward for the glory. Running to the light as in the past "- cannons to the left and to the right" The words reverberate: a legions’ fateful story. The shrapnel falls in deadly rain upon the upturned eyes, Again fulfilling prophecy of blindman leading blind. And all once through clouds of green A generation’s war machine is to a final bloody end consigned. Mother - Father - We all - Are coming home - I am - As ever, Your son. "At the going down of the sun and in the morning We will remember them." |
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6. | From Childhood’s Hour | 02:45 | instrumental |
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7. | Cwn Anwwn | 06:54 | Show lyrics |
The Autumn fires burn in my dreams when the veil is low, When the shadows grow and devour the light at the death of day. ‘Neath stone-crowned hills on wayward lays. And I hear the howl as it calls unto me: Down from the ages, across the seas, a cry of hunger, for Victory. Red ancient wisdoms set me free…. Cwn Annwn! And the blood runs fast, swallowed by the earth. My legacy: A new rebirth, and a strength of heart And a call to run, when the Samhain songs draw down the sun. Beneath the hollow earth my ancient kith and kin My legend carved into the stone: the hundred Caers I dwelt within. Between the knees of kings, beneath the blackened soil I hear the timeless call from memory: the strong, the loyal. Release now the baying Hounds! against the common foe. Their clamour heard and feared, by mortal men who dwell below. From maws of grey the timeless call, to summon from the grassy halls The valour of an age long gone, of glorious days and battles won. Never seen again on earth ’twixt hill and wood and the Standing-stone Hopes and fears begin in the Autumn - Summer ends with the fires. The call to hunt at the bequest of Annwn - One hundred deeds fuel a triumphant pyre. Yet remain unseen to mortal sight, forgotten paths through vales unknown. A bare- remembered shape is seen amidst the swirl of fearful cries. The endless chase in voids between the dreams of mortal men when Summer dies. |
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8. | Jus ad Bellum | 06:24 | Show lyrics |
Gods, ensure that the Eastern dawn is red and free from the Godless Torn from faithless sons of the Desert Storm, And from our ancient creed of the jackal- born Who dictates that his Holy word is just. The unbelievers’ decadence shall die in flames of lLust. Two aeons prove that the Brotherhood and legacy is pure! So strike down the Blasphemer and Infidel - be swift - be sure! Onward to jihad! Face the All-consuming dread Your fatted calf is hung and bled Your suicides bring virgin brides in the afterlife A nation toasts its’ lazy sons Whilst something wicked this way comes Sceptered pride- Three colours dyed -Take on the Oath! Hear no - See no - Speak no evil - live your life for the cause A forge of deeds to be swift undone - A thousand blessed holy wars. You earned your place in the great beyond The Invaders blood sinks into the sand - Force the Territory - Claim the land! Onward to jihad! Face the all-consuming dread Your fatted calf is hung and bled Your suicides bring virgin brides in the afterlife. A nation toasts its‘ lazy sons Whilst something wicked this way comes Sceptered pride - Three colours dyed - Take on the Oath! Face now the East and shriek your prayers to the light of a thousand flares To the carapace and Armalite set out in pairs - to the One True law. Covered heads with empty eyes, tear down their heaven from Western skies. Sing to the glory of the pale demise of their nations’ whore. Brothers Arise! Die and Bear the mark Least we drown in the tide of the rising dark. When led by fools the strongest cower and fall to their knees. A red cross quartering a field of white Set against the Crescent and the force of night. Cry “God” for Harry, and let us unite Whilst victory is still ours to seize. |
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9. | Theory of the Grotesque | 07:35 | Show lyrics |
Within these damasked patterned walls I hear the evening bell Heralding the death of day I fall unto its’ spell, Then drown into wormwood reverie a merciful release from the toils of daily ritual – At last, an inner peace. But oh, this baleful union. Twice nightly do I slip into her The Goddess green; who holds me in her grip. Haunted am I by the unblinking gazes from ancestors mine, that stare ’neath cracked glazes Trapped in these moments, sleepless they watch. Sleepless and unblinking gaze, from myriad tableau, The gallery of gaunt aspects that stare from long ago. And still the Goddess pours her sweet poisons in my head- Whilst canvases are transformed into a landscape of the dead. Immersed in darkening waters deep midst sound of drownded bells And manuscripts from lightless crypts, one thousand rumoured Hells Crack the spines of these forbidden books - What creatures lie within? Each canto read - Dark paths to tread - Through verses soaked in sin. The faces at the window that only come at night. The result of a family evil too terrible to impart- These crumbling walls: my skin - This inner room: my heart I have no fear of danger Only in its in ultimate effect: in terror. And the shadows grow...and the shadows grow Daily drawn to the distant spire that rises from the sea of roofs I stare transfixed I hear its’ call: "My walls are cursed and so must fall" Entranced as the ancient minaret points blasphemously at heaven Hypnotised by the silhouette, that fast becomes obsession: It’s feathered minions sweep and dive and ride the autumn air Circling the lofty spire -Yet never settling there. For beneath that rotting campanile a ghastly secret lies that holds me to its’ legacy of autumn midnight skies. Bound am I to howl alone amidst those rotting eaves And through those characters and galleries a deeper darkness weaves: Beyond Life and beyond Death’ twixt truth and balanced reason No way out - or turning back. Here in the season of the grotesque. |
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10. | Trinovantes | 10:33 | Show lyrics |
The wetlands morning light reveals a distant glimmer - sun on spears And shields, and thus we stand transfixed ’pon radiance that seemed so fair Within the range of mortal sight. "Arweddwr chan ’r torc ag chreuau cara Danio ’n ddialgar fam, ’r achubwr chan ’n cenedl" They came upon the East wind’s keen, their sails hung high against the masts Of mighty galleys, moving fast through waters that at once did seem To guard our heartland, home and shore: this green and blessed realm. The Angel isle, through sword and helm was ’ere so defended, ’Gainst invaders from the foreign shore. "Arweddwr chan ’r torc ag chreuau cara Danio ’n ddialgar fam, ’r achubwr chan ’n cenedl And thus the seers’ words did speak Of a wolf cub snatched and borne on high, By Eagles who at once did cry their lonely call from darkening skies, And yet the grey child did survive, the thousand fathom fall to earth. And thus an empire great was built upon the blood of untold numbers Spilled, forever in the name of Rome: And when they brought both sword and brand unto our Isle, our motherland, There didst so rise our goddess bright with burning eyes, Whose anger bought such dread and clamour; striking fear unto the foe. Purge the unclean through fire and cross - Impale the heretics - desecrate their gods Burn out the memory of the whip-scarred backs - And the years we spent beneath the heel. We march upon the wings of night, with deadly blessing, ’gainst the blight that dwells Within the once strong walls of great Camuludonum. The infants cries and warriors screams The sound and airs do haunt the dreams of the distant tyrant as he cowers Behind the outstreched bloody arm of war. Screams heard in the Senate House - The witch-tongue of the wild. When mothers rave and howl and crave: Their vengeance on their children dead, defiled. They put false trust in mighty walls in towers of indomitable stone The words of the seer now doomfully clear, the cowering wolf revealed as Rome. The heroine of the Age has passed but will rise again once more When the tides of time are flowing fast and fall upon our shore |
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Night Boat to Cairo
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Mr. Charles Edward-Alexander | Vocals, Guitars, Programming |
Mr. David Bryan | Bass |
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1. | Night Boat to Cairo (Madness Cover) | 05:00 | Show lyrics |
It’s just gone noon Half past monsoon On the banks of the river Nile Here comes the boat Only half-afloat Oarsman grins a toothless smile Only just one more To this desolate shore Last boat along the river Nile Doesn’t seem to care No more wind in his hair As he reaches his last half mile The oar snaps in his hand Before he reaches dry land But the sound doesn’t deafen his smile Just pokes at wet sand With an oar in his hand Floats off down the river Nile Floats off down the river Nile (All aboard, night boat to Cairo!) (Night boat to Cairo!) |
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2. | Cwn Anwwn (Demo) | 07:02 | |
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3. | 6th Airborne Division (Death: August And Royal Version) | 05:00 | |
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6th Airborne Division - Special Edition
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1. | 6th Airborne Division | ||
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2. | Night Boat To Cairo | ||
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3. | The Harry Patch Session | ||
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Black Heart of Empire
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Band members | |
Mr. Charles Edward-Alexander | Vocals, Guitars, Programming |
Mr. David Bryan | Bass |
Guest/Session | |
James Last | Drums |
Lori Lewis | Vocals (tracks 5, 6) |
Bjørnar Erevik Nilsen | Vocals (track 8) |
Dave Courtney | Spoken words |
Miscellaneous staff | |
C Edward Alexander | Engineering, Mixing |
Russ Russell | Mastering |
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1. | Scenes of Inked Treachery | 02:36 | Show lyrics |
- A MONOLOGUE - Down cobbled street and blackened walls I’ll lead you through a secret way Through Cheapside, Newgate and St Pauls, in cross-hatched avenues of grey. We’ll walk these places of renown: this artist’s view of London Town. Such sounds we’ll hear, such sights we’ll see: in bleak scenes of inked treachery. |
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2. | Black Heart of Empire | 05:32 | Show lyrics |
Come with me, tarry in darkling streets, and we will Secretly, gaze upon scenes of inked treachery. Stray into haunted lanes wander this purgatory Drift in this half-light of urban atrocity. Wander through this canvas and absorb the countless horrors that prevail. This Godless realm of dirty deeds detestable and abhorrent detail This silent leaden dagger’s path portrays a life in grime And a violent pen-etched horror is revealed. The cut and thrust delineates a nightmare once sublime Black heart of Empire’s blood-line fast congealed. Saunter now in secret ways, indulging in the sweet malaise Life and death in all it’s outlines. Twisted faces stare from tenebrous unhallowed spaces. Gas-lit scribed euphony to backdrops of perfidy. The gentry, the wealthy, conceited and healthy Won’t stray from those circles of light; Unheeding the pleading from mouths that need feeding And cower in doorways at night. The aristocratic are most diplomatic When questioned on those that need most. But scarce do they care of the misery there Just stare at this theatre of ghosts. The grim hordes at The Seven Dials beg liberty from life at any price Perdition in the rookeries, repositories to lawlessness and vice. The subjugated play their hands in a game they cannot win Whilst the workhouse children dream to see the sky, Crying "sanctuary" in the vivid flare of the lime-light burning bright Watch the wall as the Gentlemen go by. The Sabbatarians gnash their teeth at Sunday ’neath three heads, As the characters weave their way across the page. Wandering lost to the desperate cost of their lives of creeping dread. Hedda blows away her pains and the velvet hits the stage. "I hear St Mary’s bell Proclaim another rising sun - Six times its’ warning. Once more the pallid horde of souls Claw through the grime-caked walls. And praise their new day dawning In the cold light of morning." |
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3. | The Voice of Thelema | 07:43 | Show lyrics |
These green stained lips that proclaim Law announce another wonder To an incidental audience that gather at the bar. Another dose of poison poured, another emerald death A sinister perversion: I am not as other men. I foreswear the dreadful dactyl and substitute "that is" Assuming now this inner-self, I swiftly change the mask. The eloquence of angels with the honeyed tongue of sin Doth drive these passions to the fore - the force that lies within. Myriad martyrdoms playing against backdrops of carnality A stage-managed lifestyle in the Theatre of Absurd Parading to a vacant gilded gallery. The voice that once invoked dark goddesses now resounds unheard. The priapistic plagiarist who writes upon ruled lines And quails as fragile empires burn, he signs a deal with Peace. Vile rumour flies around the rotten carcass of golden glory days Impotent as interest fades and sales of Gospels cease. Silence the tongue of the Father, I will endure to the end. Driven into exile, and now the beggar at the feast White stains upon the parchment pure, proclaim myself "The Beast" The crystals spread before me as I read the self-penned prayer Vengeance only breathes thy name, the watchword of Despair. Then it came - and by the swaying flame, granted the sight, The power, the glory and light: Golden, these words, the sweet voice of Thelema Drawing me in, taking my hand. I am the One, I am the oracle - I am the wisdom, I am the light Love under Will, shall be the only way Join me now in Thelema, The Garden of Delight. "But be aware, that every joy has a price Give unto me, mind and body, through black oaths uttered thrice." Knew not I the fatal lure of her angelic voice A ghostly echo in my ears as if from heaven sent To whisper in the heat of day, of bluest skies and rolling sands And not the grime of London, grey beneath the firmament. In half-lit smoky chambers I ingest her icy balm. Nocturne’s baleful revelry, now witness to her avatar: But it was not to be, and now I cast the fatal dice The frost-fire pulses in my veins, sweet ecstasies like ice. This horror of great darkness. I am come to attain the light. To gain my voice I make as dumb, and close the outer sight: Oh, Thelema, I feel the Spring, the all-devouring Dawn. |
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4. | The Ghost Light | 07:15 | Show lyrics |
This stage that nigh an hour ago did pulse with golden light, Now hosts a pale and solitary flame. As a ghostly cast assembles in the wines in time to play Their tragedies beneath the gilded frame. Walk with me beneath the painted sky Sombre dramaturgies composed for you and I. "Heed not the shadows- there’s nothing to fear Cross your heart, don’t be afraid, bear the lantern high; And onward, my dear..." Thrills of the dark with racing hearts and the draw of the more obscure. When the city draws the blind at night, and the gaslight flickers low They wander through their secret ways, their mysteries to know. And creeping through the alleyways, they spy the unlocked door That leads into the haunted dark of the sleeping Music Hall. Now standing on the threshold, their lantern casts it’s beam Through a deepening gloom of the fearful room it reveals the dusty scene: The memories of a thousand tragic curtain calls prevail, Forgotten masks that come alive and howl their dreadful tales. Turning to the iron stair that leads unto the stage And knowing not what lies ahead upon this fateful page, They climb on through the darkness proceeding without care Hand in hand, oblivious to the terrors that lie there. This legacy of a hundred years is engrained upon these boards On night the First, when the spirits dance to the aires of ghostly chords. Yet this spectral dress rehearsal is not meant for mortal sight And quicker than their beating hearts the spirits snuff the light ’The air turned cold as ice, and then the nightmare did begin. The last sight as the candle died: the shadows closing in..." Out went the candle, and they were alone in the dark Trapped in this drama they screamed in the dark Yet nought but a flurry of footprints was found.. "Take my hand as we linger ’neath the arch Drive away the horrors as we stride upon the stair. Climb the crimson carpet that winds into the dark Brace yourself, take a breath and give not to despair. Heed not the shadows - there’s nothing to fear Cross your heart, don’t be afraid, bear the lantern high; And onward! Heed not the shadows - there’s nothing to fear, Cross your heart, don’t be afraid, bear the lantern high; And onward, my dear..." |
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5. | Veiled Threats over Cocktails | 06:04 | Show lyrics |
Hermes grasps his mossy world atop the ancient rotting plinth A melodrama plays beneath his feet. Watching they that nightly meet and duel with deadly razored tongues; Whilst quaffing, deeply, drinking from the tankard of deceit. Accessories to misadventure, sneering steering fate Attired in silken finery and gilded laces, airs and graces Strutting, preening counterparts and guests unto the proud Estate. The cut and thrust of conversation parries back and forth, To wit and wonder wordsmiths wind the way, Of reputations ground beneath the fashionable leather heel; And social standings crushed for sake of jape and idle play. Symbol, system, metaphor - choose thy weaponry But just because that you have eyes does not mean you can see. Veiled threats over cocktails - Rigid Timings - Sex and Money, Power and Art. Poisoned smiles etched just so perfectly do grimace ’pon their leaded faces... You, Sir, speaking in a manner ill advised, and dressing in a fashion now chastised; You seem to me as one disguised, despised and compromised. And you, Sir, walking in a style now seen effete, And whistling in a way ne’er seen discrete You lack the air to fair compare, nor sit with the elite. Yes, You, Sir, standing in an aspect too contrite What fashionable words do you recite? I say, by that display you sound as impotent by day as you perform at night. Mark me, all those who see - Put out my eyes, This snake that slips into your paradise; And weave your lies, deceive - And on this eve I pray I live to see the light of day. Pride that comes before a fall, inspires a man to crawl Into a corner, least his name be brought to ridicule. In wordplay oh, so cruel; best never play the fool Least you be fast upon the mast, lambasted, and socially outcast. Delusive words and conversations To our armouries acquire - Schadenfreude like Chardonnay So sweet to the taste but much drier. Four garments and a ladder do not lead us blind On through the garden; on the way a corpse we’ll find. Augustan rhythms tenfold and quick-made cadence of the speech Will bring to light those who you would expose. But should the artist always draw yet truly what he perceives to see? Or should he illustrate that what he knows? |
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6. | The Devil in the Detail | 08:10 | Show lyrics |
"Ils micaolz olpirt od ialprg bliors VPAAH ZONG OM FAAIP - LAP ZIR IOIAD" Once more we sail into the aether, captivated by the Holy Flame. Through the dark glass, muse, and mistress, The voices who to us alone reveal the Secret Names. Unfettered by the limits of this world I cast mine eye across that darkest sea Lift the veil between the spheres almighty, I invoke thee, Three in One, One in Three. We raise our sails on this tide - whilst They speak Their words through me We cross these spaces far and wide - traverse this Sacred Geometry "Stare into the Mirror of the Soul" I call to Thee whose Wings are Thorns - By the Six Seats of Living Breath Thy sickles sharp, the Swords of God, Behold, ye now the Horns of Death. We praise the stars so circular in motion, Subject to their influence and their control Ariel and Michael at the head of this art Their all-imbuing phosphorescence sets alight my soul. But wary of the Tower and Lightning The Rose and Cross allow the spirits to appear Great and many are the mysteries of the Key Begat in sin, born of fire, and heralded by fear. We raise our sails on this tide - Whilst They speak Their words through me; We cross these spaces far and wide - Traverse this Sacred Geometry. "DI ALPRT SOBA VPAAH CHIS NANBA PLAPLI ANANAEL ORZU ZACAR OD ZAMRAN" Protector of the realm - I should be God - I walk the paths unknown By man or beast I am the Sleepless Eye - Prydain kneels in reverence at her throne. I give completion: Paradoxal compass - The leprous hand of the Unholy See Merely the quill that forms the characters - The Spirit writes these things through me. Break the seals and unleash the wrath - Of the Dragon on the foreign foe Ships like men in the swirling maelstrom - Damned to the darkest depths below. "Now on this earth and dwelling within this mighty Empire This Blessed Angel Isle in the Brightness of the Heavens Hearken you unto my voice as I pronounce this gate now closed." The Sons of Light are subject to my commandment - Before the Dawn I say "All shall fall" Standing in the midst of this glorious Empire - I am its sun, its vision: All. |
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7. | Out Went the Candle | 02:51 | Show lyrics |
"As an artist of any kind, it is one’s job to regularly peer into the abyss. Eventually, the lure becomes too great and the wish becomes to never emerge. In order to exist wholly within this space, one must abandon hope, love, compassion and warmth entirely. To the more twisted individual, this move is relatively painless. To me, it was a pleasure." -CEA |
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8. | Upon the Stair | 07:35 | Show lyrics |
Seven children snatched away from a black and white masquerade, Leave an outlined mystery in this landscape once serene. This room plays host to un-numbered ghosts, each one of them betrayed: Not by flesh nor photograph, but something in between. A terrible rumour of nightmare itself, Dare not you whisper my name. "I am the one that casts the ghastly shadow on the wall The murmur in the long-locked room - that echo in the hall The after-image on your eyes - the bite of autumn air The icy touch upon your flesh - the ghost upon the stair" Those screams that came from silent mouths are frozen for all time And reproduced for pleasure in this landscape framed in white. Whilst rituals of hide and seek do mask a darker purpose To prey on youthful purity and bleed them dry of light. "I am the one that looks away yet am always here Caught in every instance that is rendered by the light. I walk the darkened corridor of this, the mortal sphere A creeping eyeless nightmare treading through your dreams tonight" Send forth the mists of those that creep the earth And carry fearful rumour of my dreadful legacy: The Watcher in the Darkness, The Man without a Face The Shape, The Blackened Avatar, The Keeper of the Key. On the edge of each glance I am just out of sight - My shadow spills over your floor At every dark window, in each photograph -I lurk behind every locked door The fragile flesh of innocence is beguiled by sweetened lies But mirrored prisons cannot halt the clocks nor time rescind. Banish you to monochrome and trap you behind glass Exit to the sound of crows and scattered to the winds. Lying awake at night in fear and tremble in your beds Pray to the pale redeemer that’s nailed to the cross above your heads Plead for forgiveness, mercy, implore whoever’s there For I’ll be waiting outside in silence, upon the stair. Heed you all this warning when from cold sweat you awaken Destroy you every photograph - and never have one taken For when the restless winds do howl and fires of greed aburn When hatred chills the mortal blood, await you my return. "See Saw Scare down- which is the way to London Town? One foot up- one foot down- This is the way to London Town." "And so I slip deep down into the corners of your mind Schemes and themes and childhood dreams, now ashes left behind The paths unseen and ways betweeen I walk the darkling way I bring the velvet curtain down upon your childhood’s play." "Yesterday upon the stair-you met me though I wasnt there I wasn’t there again, today - On your stair I fade away" |
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9. | Of Insect and Allegory | 05:39 | Show lyrics |
Awake i lie and stare towards the crack Just like the patient spider crafts his deadly chord; And watching, waiting for a sign of life, I dream of candour and of just rewards. Whilst in the lower chambers, sister plays a mournful dirge, of solitude and strife. Confusion plagues my every thought of brighter times: At one with my community - a better life. Look to the clock-What time is it now? ...It seems I cannot move Confined to these four walls ...Or is it five? The falsehoods that these eyes do contrive. "Gregor.....Gregor Samsa...." Where once were hands, now seems unto me To have turned to something sinister- I cannot tell. The shape of a man and yet this shadow feels so wrong I draw the latch, this room becomes my private hell. The mirrors now seem to play cruel tricks And laugh from darkened corners at this fearful plague. This growing inner turmoil this disease inflicts This rotting carapace, mortality decayed. My destiny Or is it doom? I hear the voices: family They call each one, my name to me: ..They gather and require... ...My presence now... outside this room... ...But when I try to speak....the words ....Of comfort to their nervous fears... ...I find I cannot make a sound... To drive away the demons I reach toward my inner strength And yet all can I muster are vile contortions of the throat. I pray this is just a dream and subject to the kvetch’s gloat "Als Gregor Samsa eines Morgens aus unruhigen Träumen erwachte, Fand er sich in seinem Bett zu einem ungeheueren Ungeziefer verwandelt.". I draw back the latch and I see before me - The horror on the faces of my kin They know me no more - As I slip to the floor And the final transformation now begins. These darkling days, and the changing of ways With the rising of oceans unclean: We all from birth, to the ends of the earth are but wheels in this global machine. Thy know me no more - As I slip to the floor And the final transformation now begins. These darkling days, and the changing of ways With the rising of oceans unclean.. |
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10. | The Black Idol | 10:52 | Show lyrics |
This pilgrimage we undertook to wastelands where an Empire stood, Where feathered evil watches from on high; Where desolation stretches on all sides in ruinous divides, And all around the bitter wind doth sigh. Proud epitaphs did once declare: "Look you upon me and despair" Yet tides of time have washed away all trappings of dominion. But when unto the East we turned our eyes and saw a shape arise It’s fearsome outline black against the heavens. And so upon the winding road we trod our way toward the shape That towered above the skyline: a black and fearful silhouette. "I saw the fathers of this land arise To climb and reach the sky; Ambition burning in their hearts Great heights above the plain did fly. They raised their spires and towers tall: A kingdom bright beneath the sun And in my name they conquered all. Hail, tyranny and dominion." "But yet this kingdom soon forgot The legacy of He Who Watched And in a mere handful of dust I bought them fear : a freezing ire; The winter’s pale embittered heart That beats a solitary drum. With darkling skies put out their sun Forever, and without farewell. Their wonderland in silence fell." Memorial to long-dead days, of endless tears, uncounted years: A legacy of broken flesh, and an Empire built on blood and sweat. But yet when drawing two days closer ’cross the half-lit frozen plain; And standing in the shadow of the black colossus, cruel and grim. Each heard a ghostly voice that whispered in our ears and so did seem To tell a dismal history, a chronicle of mordant dream: "Small gods in your created heavens, Bewail thy crumbling paradise Forever, and without farewell. Their wonderland in silence fell I am the great devourer when darkness doth descend I am the destroyer - I am the hungry end. Gripped in fearful outline, a shape that none defy Your Aeons pass uncounted as I sit and watch the sky." |
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01:04:17 |
At the Going Down of the Sun
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Mr. David Bryan | Bass, Lyrics |
Mr. Charles Edward-Alexander | Vocals, Guitars, Keyboards, Programming, Songwriting |
Guest/Session | |
Elle Torry | Violin, Flute, Oboe |
Kayleigh Simpson | Cello |
Sean Arkles | Vocals (soprano) |
Mr. William Drury | Drums, Percussion |
Harry Patch (R.I.P. 2009) | Narration (track 5) |
Miscellaneous staff | |
C-Edward Alexander | Producer, Recording |
Brett Caldas-Lima | Mixing, Mastering |
Sam Korvus | Recording (Bass) |
Morgana | Photography (Band) |
Mr. David Bryan | Artwork, Art Direction, Design |
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1. | The Drop | 01:44 | instrumental |
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2. | 6th Airborne Division | 05:07 | Show lyrics |
Rain from the sky and the howl of the Early Warning Black-out the sun! A call to arms, and an Empire dawning. Dive through the winds - Soldier on! - for the victory yearning; Flying blind through the flack and the attack and the swirl of the homelands burning. Fly on to victory - A re-assigned decree. Born Twenty-three-O-Five Nineteen and blessed Forty Three Godspeed to the hell-lands cursed, parched mouths for glories thirst. Into the maelstrom of certain death, through the garish flares of green. Trust in our hearts, though merely parts: Gears in Britannia’s war machine. We wander lonely on storm-clouds - The sign of our Empire Emblazoned wings on shells of steel - Through force-10 winds of fire. All hails to God and King! a supplement to the British First. Soar like apocalyptic angels: Gale, Bols, Cassels, Stockwell - overlords of the air Command the Iron Bird to war and go where eagles dare. O’er hill and dale and crag : A silhouette of fear eight thousand strong Gliding on the light of the Union Flag. Spirits soar unto the heavens. Memorial, grave and tomb - superceded by the flash of light And the sound of the voice of Doom. Spirits soar unto the heavens. Just the arising battery and the ceaseless drum-fire falls. Cards are cast inscribed in blood: "It’s over for you all" This is no place for children, though the uniforms belie a blasphemy whilst bare-faced generals quail ’neath crimson skies. Scant memories of glories past, In silence do we mourn; And spirits howl over unmarked graves for a flag asunder torn. At the end of days - The hand that wounds - And the heart that to no-one yields; The light that blinds whilst red reminders bloom in Flanders fields |
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3. | Aristocratic Sex Magick | 07:04 | Show lyrics |
Tormented by the years, the stars now fading, strung out on Green Fairie and deeds degrading Sensual success is spilled upon the present cause Once objectified, destroyed and cast from conscious source . The gates express so late a sigh as Darkness eats away the tree draped veiny sky. The flickering fornication deep within these walls Glimpsed by incestuous life that on its’ bloated belly crawls . Tormented by the years, the stars now fading, strung out on Green Fairie and deeds degrading. Sensual success is spilled upon the present cause Once objectified, destroyed and cast from conscious source. The deck of fifty two vomits forth the lies, Master and Margarita indulge themselves for flesh-bound prize The lusting cries beneath, frustrate the Manor’s doors. The crackling wood fires, hungrilly consume vanilla thoughts. As spirits weave through wood-wormed eaves - lamenting fates and fortunes, grieve Their destinies and preconceived credos, titles, verses, creeds, laments and calls invoking “They Who dwell Outside” our mortal sway Of stained timbers, decadant flocked walls , oh that mask, vibrated names and calls. Through seances, and rites en-masse. Whilst spirits move the Absinthe glass And fortune deals it’s deadly hand to those whose self-penned blasphemies Permeate the libraries of aristocracies, of gentry and the Upper Class. Cup and Wand and Dagger bring True Vision and a higher being Cup and King true power to wield - Pure falsehoods - Let the book be sealed! I am the boundless air - I am the ghost upon the stair. I am the Night - I am the Day - I am the Light - I am the Way. Society, its’ secrets keep. Initiates’ dark waters seep into the class of thoroughbreds Whose whores and wives sweat in their beds. Tormented by the passing years, Tortured souls, un-numbered tears Like Mr Crowley flesh obsessed, far better bred, and more sharply dressed. Who call to Gods through Golden Dawns and universes black that yawn And howl in voids and depths unseen - In voids and spheres that lie between. |
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4. | Unto That End | 05:37 | Show lyrics |
In this state of waking death in dreams, Where a heartbeat seems as centuries... For the greatest mind that ever lived has gone beyond the veils of sight And wanders unfettered by the boundaries of consciousness, of day and night. The symbol of the eye is sacred to the 12 who lurk below, One man’s vision - the Godmind - PURE - Against the common foe. But oh, such dreams of greatness. And ah, to be revered; To sit enthroned above the Gods - omnipotent and feared. Product of a thousand years of war: We held our Grails on high and quaffed from dark forbidden blood. We see the final end in sight and dream of life and death and power and might When white light came and the winds of death did tear this mortal sway... A million voices screamed their last, unknown by them: betrayed. And now the wastelands hold such terrors For those who were left behind. Imperfects were rejected Though some of them survived... Connected - Bonded - Man and machine Living out eternity, screaming from within In the shadow of death and absolute power. Destined to conquer the weak that cower Whilst wide-eyed fools question "The Right" of life and death, of power and might. Destiny-the Children awake for the time for sleeping has passed With no disillusions, to final solutions contained in their vessels of glass. But ah, such dreams of greatness - And oh, to be revered To sit high above the Gods omnipotent and feared. "...But I am old and more sinned against than sinning This is not the end - This is only the beginning.. Where future timelines do converge - Something stronger will emerge..." Revelation to the Enlightened comes the eternal darkness Remembrance of a time where the flesh was pure. Above the Gods of men are they, fulfilling one mans dream: To stand against the Oncoming Storm. |
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5. | At the Going Down of the Sun | 06:22 | Show lyrics |
Memories of hardened times we’ll share. My brothers, never fear- this time next year we all shall be at home. We watch the fading setting sun, and dream of better days to come In green and pleasant lands across the foam Fighting for liberty we raise the flag -For the glory of this sceptred isle: Standing together and dying as one -Facing the End- single file Bare-faced boys running into the fray against the common foe Banished fears awashed in tears - Remember, tell all the folks "hello" And did these bloodied feet in darkling times Walk through night-wastes bathed in green So where is the holy lamb of God now? In these burned and twisted pastures obscene. Not for us, the glorious golden Autumn, nor the distant sound of friends well met Ours is the Kingdom the Power and Glory etched immemorial: "least we forget" With pride we brought forth the Golden Bow, and put our faith in the arrows of desire; But the clouds just rained death from above, whilst the leaden chariots spat fire. “They shall grow not old, as we that are left grow old Age shall not weary them, nor the years condemn." The fellows neither East nor West could see, confusion in a crimson tide We charge unfearing, forward for the glory. Running to the light as in the past "- cannons to the left and to the right" The words reverberate: a legions’ fateful story. The shrapnel falls in deadly rain upon the upturned eyes, Again fulfilling prophecy of blindman leading blind. And all once through clouds of green A generation’s war machine is to a final bloody end consigned. Mother - Father - We all - Are coming home - I am - As ever, Your son. "At the going down of the sun and in the morning We will remember them." |
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6. | From Childhood’s Hour | 02:45 | instrumental |
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7. | Cwn Anwwn | 06:54 | Show lyrics |
The Autumn fires burn in my dreams when the veil is low, When the shadows grow and devour the light at the death of day. ‘Neath stone-crowned hills on wayward lays. And I hear the howl as it calls unto me: Down from the ages, across the seas, a cry of hunger, for Victory. Red ancient wisdoms set me free…. Cwn Annwn! And the blood runs fast, swallowed by the earth. My legacy: A new rebirth, and a strength of heart And a call to run, when the Samhain songs draw down the sun. Beneath the hollow earth my ancient kith and kin My legend carved into the stone: the hundred Caers I dwelt within. Between the knees of kings, beneath the blackened soil I hear the timeless call from memory: the strong, the loyal. Release now the baying Hounds! against the common foe. Their clamour heard and feared, by mortal men who dwell below. From maws of grey the timeless call, to summon from the grassy halls The valour of an age long gone, of glorious days and battles won. Never seen again on earth ’twixt hill and wood and the Standing-stone Hopes and fears begin in the Autumn - Summer ends with the fires. The call to hunt at the bequest of Annwn - One hundred deeds fuel a triumphant pyre. Yet remain unseen to mortal sight, forgotten paths through vales unknown. A bare- remembered shape is seen amidst the swirl of fearful cries. The endless chase in voids between the dreams of mortal men when Summer dies. |
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8. | Jus ad Bellum | 06:24 | Show lyrics |
Gods, ensure that the Eastern dawn is red and free from the Godless Torn from faithless sons of the Desert Storm, And from our ancient creed of the jackal- born Who dictates that his Holy word is just. The unbelievers’ decadence shall die in flames of lLust. Two aeons prove that the Brotherhood and legacy is pure! So strike down the Blasphemer and Infidel - be swift - be sure! Onward to jihad! Face the All-consuming dread Your fatted calf is hung and bled Your suicides bring virgin brides in the afterlife A nation toasts its’ lazy sons Whilst something wicked this way comes Sceptered pride- Three colours dyed -Take on the Oath! Hear no - See no - Speak no evil - live your life for the cause A forge of deeds to be swift undone - A thousand blessed holy wars. You earned your place in the great beyond The Invaders blood sinks into the sand - Force the Territory - Claim the land! Onward to jihad! Face the all-consuming dread Your fatted calf is hung and bled Your suicides bring virgin brides in the afterlife. A nation toasts its‘ lazy sons Whilst something wicked this way comes Sceptered pride - Three colours dyed - Take on the Oath! Face now the East and shriek your prayers to the light of a thousand flares To the carapace and Armalite set out in pairs - to the One True law. Covered heads with empty eyes, tear down their heaven from Western skies. Sing to the glory of the pale demise of their nations’ whore. Brothers Arise! Die and Bear the mark Least we drown in the tide of the rising dark. When led by fools the strongest cower and fall to their knees. A red cross quartering a field of white Set against the Crescent and the force of night. Cry “God” for Harry, and let us unite Whilst victory is still ours to seize. |
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9. | Theory of the Grotesque | 07:35 | Show lyrics |
Within these damasked patterned walls I hear the evening bell Heralding the death of day I fall unto its’ spell, Then drown into wormwood reverie a merciful release from the toils of daily ritual – At last, an inner peace. But oh, this baleful union. Twice nightly do I slip into her The Goddess green; who holds me in her grip. Haunted am I by the unblinking gazes from ancestors mine, that stare ’neath cracked glazes Trapped in these moments, sleepless they watch. Sleepless and unblinking gaze, from myriad tableau, The gallery of gaunt aspects that stare from long ago. And still the Goddess pours her sweet poisons in my head- Whilst canvases are transformed into a landscape of the dead. Immersed in darkening waters deep midst sound of drownded bells And manuscripts from lightless crypts, one thousand rumoured Hells Crack the spines of these forbidden books - What creatures lie within? Each canto read - Dark paths to tread - Through verses soaked in sin. The faces at the window that only come at night. The result of a family evil too terrible to impart- These crumbling walls: my skin - This inner room: my heart I have no fear of danger Only in its in ultimate effect: in terror. And the shadows grow...and the shadows grow Daily drawn to the distant spire that rises from the sea of roofs I stare transfixed I hear its’ call: "My walls are cursed and so must fall" Entranced as the ancient minaret points blasphemously at heaven Hypnotised by the silhouette, that fast becomes obsession: It’s feathered minions sweep and dive and ride the autumn air Circling the lofty spire -Yet never settling there. For beneath that rotting campanile a ghastly secret lies that holds me to its’ legacy of autumn midnight skies. Bound am I to howl alone amidst those rotting eaves And through those characters and galleries a deeper darkness weaves: Beyond Life and beyond Death’ twixt truth and balanced reason No way out - or turning back. Here in the season of the grotesque. |
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10. | Trinovantes | 10:33 | Show lyrics |
The wetlands morning light reveals a distant glimmer - sun on spears And shields, and thus we stand transfixed ’pon radiance that seemed so fair Within the range of mortal sight. "Arweddwr chan ’r torc ag chreuau cara Danio ’n ddialgar fam, ’r achubwr chan ’n cenedl" They came upon the East wind’s keen, their sails hung high against the masts Of mighty galleys, moving fast through waters that at once did seem To guard our heartland, home and shore: this green and blessed realm. The Angel isle, through sword and helm was ’ere so defended, ’Gainst invaders from the foreign shore. "Arweddwr chan ’r torc ag chreuau cara Danio ’n ddialgar fam, ’r achubwr chan ’n cenedl And thus the seers’ words did speak Of a wolf cub snatched and borne on high, By Eagles who at once did cry their lonely call from darkening skies, And yet the grey child did survive, the thousand fathom fall to earth. And thus an empire great was built upon the blood of untold numbers Spilled, forever in the name of Rome: And when they brought both sword and brand unto our Isle, our motherland, There didst so rise our goddess bright with burning eyes, Whose anger bought such dread and clamour; striking fear unto the foe. Purge the unclean through fire and cross - Impale the heretics - desecrate their gods Burn out the memory of the whip-scarred backs - And the years we spent beneath the heel. We march upon the wings of night, with deadly blessing, ’gainst the blight that dwells Within the once strong walls of great Camuludonum. The infants cries and warriors screams The sound and airs do haunt the dreams of the distant tyrant as he cowers Behind the outstreched bloody arm of war. Screams heard in the Senate House - The witch-tongue of the wild. When mothers rave and howl and crave: Their vengeance on their children dead, defiled. They put false trust in mighty walls in towers of indomitable stone The words of the seer now doomfully clear, the cowering wolf revealed as Rome. The heroine of the Age has passed but will rise again once more When the tides of time are flowing fast and fall upon our shore |
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01:00:05 |
At the Going Down of the Sun
Members | |
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Original line-up | |
Band members | |
Mr. David Bryan | Bass, Lyrics |
Mr. Charles Edward-Alexander | Vocals, Guitars, Keyboards, Programming, Songwriting |
Guest/Session | |
Harry Patch (R.I.P. 2009) | Narration (track 5) |
Elle Torry | Violin, Flute, Oboe |
Kayleigh Simpson | Cello |
Sean Arkles | Vocals (soprano) |
Mr. William Drury | Drums, Percussion |
Miscellaneous staff | |
Morgana | Photography (Band) |
Mr. David Bryan | Artwork, Art Direction, Design |
C-Edward Alexander | Producer, Recording |
Brett Caldas-Lima | Mixing, Mastering |
Sam Korvus | Recording (Bass) |
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1. | The Drop | 01:44 | instrumental |
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2. | 6th Airborne Division | 05:07 | Show lyrics |
Rain from the sky and the howl of the Early Warning Black-out the sun! A call to arms, and an Empire dawning. Dive through the winds - Soldier on! - for the victory yearning; Flying blind through the flack and the attack and the swirl of the homelands burning. Fly on to victory - A re-assigned decree. Born Twenty-three-O-Five Nineteen and blessed Forty Three Godspeed to the hell-lands cursed, parched mouths for glories thirst. Into the maelstrom of certain death, through the garish flares of green. Trust in our hearts, though merely parts: Gears in Britannia’s war machine. We wander lonely on storm-clouds - The sign of our Empire Emblazoned wings on shells of steel - Through force-10 winds of fire. All hails to God and King! a supplement to the British First. Soar like apocalyptic angels: Gale, Bols, Cassels, Stockwell - overlords of the air Command the Iron Bird to war and go where eagles dare. O’er hill and dale and crag : A silhouette of fear eight thousand strong Gliding on the light of the Union Flag. Spirits soar unto the heavens. Memorial, grave and tomb - superceded by the flash of light And the sound of the voice of Doom. Spirits soar unto the heavens. Just the arising battery and the ceaseless drum-fire falls. Cards are cast inscribed in blood: "It’s over for you all" This is no place for children, though the uniforms belie a blasphemy whilst bare-faced generals quail ’neath crimson skies. Scant memories of glories past, In silence do we mourn; And spirits howl over unmarked graves for a flag asunder torn. At the end of days - The hand that wounds - And the heart that to no-one yields; The light that blinds whilst red reminders bloom in Flanders fields |
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3. | Aristocratic Sex Magick | 07:04 | Show lyrics |
Tormented by the years, the stars now fading, strung out on Green Fairie and deeds degrading Sensual success is spilled upon the present cause Once objectified, destroyed and cast from conscious source . The gates express so late a sigh as Darkness eats away the tree draped veiny sky. The flickering fornication deep within these walls Glimpsed by incestuous life that on its’ bloated belly crawls . Tormented by the years, the stars now fading, strung out on Green Fairie and deeds degrading. Sensual success is spilled upon the present cause Once objectified, destroyed and cast from conscious source. The deck of fifty two vomits forth the lies, Master and Margarita indulge themselves for flesh-bound prize The lusting cries beneath, frustrate the Manor’s doors. The crackling wood fires, hungrilly consume vanilla thoughts. As spirits weave through wood-wormed eaves - lamenting fates and fortunes, grieve Their destinies and preconceived credos, titles, verses, creeds, laments and calls invoking “They Who dwell Outside” our mortal sway Of stained timbers, decadant flocked walls , oh that mask, vibrated names and calls. Through seances, and rites en-masse. Whilst spirits move the Absinthe glass And fortune deals it’s deadly hand to those whose self-penned blasphemies Permeate the libraries of aristocracies, of gentry and the Upper Class. Cup and Wand and Dagger bring True Vision and a higher being Cup and King true power to wield - Pure falsehoods - Let the book be sealed! I am the boundless air - I am the ghost upon the stair. I am the Night - I am the Day - I am the Light - I am the Way. Society, its’ secrets keep. Initiates’ dark waters seep into the class of thoroughbreds Whose whores and wives sweat in their beds. Tormented by the passing years, Tortured souls, un-numbered tears Like Mr Crowley flesh obsessed, far better bred, and more sharply dressed. Who call to Gods through Golden Dawns and universes black that yawn And howl in voids and depths unseen - In voids and spheres that lie between. |
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4. | Unto That End | 05:37 | Show lyrics |
In this state of waking death in dreams, Where a heartbeat seems as centuries... For the greatest mind that ever lived has gone beyond the veils of sight And wanders unfettered by the boundaries of consciousness, of day and night. The symbol of the eye is sacred to the 12 who lurk below, One man’s vision - the Godmind - PURE - Against the common foe. But oh, such dreams of greatness. And ah, to be revered; To sit enthroned above the Gods - omnipotent and feared. Product of a thousand years of war: We held our Grails on high and quaffed from dark forbidden blood. We see the final end in sight and dream of life and death and power and might When white light came and the winds of death did tear this mortal sway... A million voices screamed their last, unknown by them: betrayed. And now the wastelands hold such terrors For those who were left behind. Imperfects were rejected Though some of them survived... Connected - Bonded - Man and machine Living out eternity, screaming from within In the shadow of death and absolute power. Destined to conquer the weak that cower Whilst wide-eyed fools question "The Right" of life and death, of power and might. Destiny-the Children awake for the time for sleeping has passed With no disillusions, to final solutions contained in their vessels of glass. But ah, such dreams of greatness - And oh, to be revered To sit high above the Gods omnipotent and feared. "...But I am old and more sinned against than sinning This is not the end - This is only the beginning.. Where future timelines do converge - Something stronger will emerge..." Revelation to the Enlightened comes the eternal darkness Remembrance of a time where the flesh was pure. Above the Gods of men are they, fulfilling one mans dream: To stand against the Oncoming Storm. |
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5. | At the Going Down of the Sun | 06:22 | Show lyrics |
Memories of hardened times we’ll share. My brothers, never fear- this time next year we all shall be at home. We watch the fading setting sun, and dream of better days to come In green and pleasant lands across the foam Fighting for liberty we raise the flag -For the glory of this sceptred isle: Standing together and dying as one -Facing the End- single file Bare-faced boys running into the fray against the common foe Banished fears awashed in tears - Remember, tell all the folks "hello" And did these bloodied feet in darkling times Walk through night-wastes bathed in green So where is the holy lamb of God now? In these burned and twisted pastures obscene. Not for us, the glorious golden Autumn, nor the distant sound of friends well met Ours is the Kingdom the Power and Glory etched immemorial: "least we forget" With pride we brought forth the Golden Bow, and put our faith in the arrows of desire; But the clouds just rained death from above, whilst the leaden chariots spat fire. “They shall grow not old, as we that are left grow old Age shall not weary them, nor the years condemn." The fellows neither East nor West could see, confusion in a crimson tide We charge unfearing, forward for the glory. Running to the light as in the past "- cannons to the left and to the right" The words reverberate: a legions’ fateful story. The shrapnel falls in deadly rain upon the upturned eyes, Again fulfilling prophecy of blindman leading blind. And all once through clouds of green A generation’s war machine is to a final bloody end consigned. Mother - Father - We all - Are coming home - I am - As ever, Your son. "At the going down of the sun and in the morning We will remember them." |
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7. | Cwn Anwwn | 06:54 | Show lyrics |
The Autumn fires burn in my dreams when the veil is low, When the shadows grow and devour the light at the death of day. ‘Neath stone-crowned hills on wayward lays. And I hear the howl as it calls unto me: Down from the ages, across the seas, a cry of hunger, for Victory. Red ancient wisdoms set me free…. Cwn Annwn! And the blood runs fast, swallowed by the earth. My legacy: A new rebirth, and a strength of heart And a call to run, when the Samhain songs draw down the sun. Beneath the hollow earth my ancient kith and kin My legend carved into the stone: the hundred Caers I dwelt within. Between the knees of kings, beneath the blackened soil I hear the timeless call from memory: the strong, the loyal. Release now the baying Hounds! against the common foe. Their clamour heard and feared, by mortal men who dwell below. From maws of grey the timeless call, to summon from the grassy halls The valour of an age long gone, of glorious days and battles won. Never seen again on earth ’twixt hill and wood and the Standing-stone Hopes and fears begin in the Autumn - Summer ends with the fires. The call to hunt at the bequest of Annwn - One hundred deeds fuel a triumphant pyre. Yet remain unseen to mortal sight, forgotten paths through vales unknown. A bare- remembered shape is seen amidst the swirl of fearful cries. The endless chase in voids between the dreams of mortal men when Summer dies. |
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8. | Jus ad Bellum | 06:24 | Show lyrics |
Gods, ensure that the Eastern dawn is red and free from the Godless Torn from faithless sons of the Desert Storm, And from our ancient creed of the jackal- born Who dictates that his Holy word is just. The unbelievers’ decadence shall die in flames of lLust. Two aeons prove that the Brotherhood and legacy is pure! So strike down the Blasphemer and Infidel - be swift - be sure! Onward to jihad! Face the All-consuming dread Your fatted calf is hung and bled Your suicides bring virgin brides in the afterlife A nation toasts its’ lazy sons Whilst something wicked this way comes Sceptered pride- Three colours dyed -Take on the Oath! Hear no - See no - Speak no evil - live your life for the cause A forge of deeds to be swift undone - A thousand blessed holy wars. You earned your place in the great beyond The Invaders blood sinks into the sand - Force the Territory - Claim the land! Onward to jihad! Face the all-consuming dread Your fatted calf is hung and bled Your suicides bring virgin brides in the afterlife. A nation toasts its‘ lazy sons Whilst something wicked this way comes Sceptered pride - Three colours dyed - Take on the Oath! Face now the East and shriek your prayers to the light of a thousand flares To the carapace and Armalite set out in pairs - to the One True law. Covered heads with empty eyes, tear down their heaven from Western skies. Sing to the glory of the pale demise of their nations’ whore. Brothers Arise! Die and Bear the mark Least we drown in the tide of the rising dark. When led by fools the strongest cower and fall to their knees. A red cross quartering a field of white Set against the Crescent and the force of night. Cry “God” for Harry, and let us unite Whilst victory is still ours to seize. |
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9. | Theory of the Grotesque | 07:35 | Show lyrics |
Within these damasked patterned walls I hear the evening bell Heralding the death of day I fall unto its’ spell, Then drown into wormwood reverie a merciful release from the toils of daily ritual – At last, an inner peace. But oh, this baleful union. Twice nightly do I slip into her The Goddess green; who holds me in her grip. Haunted am I by the unblinking gazes from ancestors mine, that stare ’neath cracked glazes Trapped in these moments, sleepless they watch. Sleepless and unblinking gaze, from myriad tableau, The gallery of gaunt aspects that stare from long ago. And still the Goddess pours her sweet poisons in my head- Whilst canvases are transformed into a landscape of the dead. Immersed in darkening waters deep midst sound of drownded bells And manuscripts from lightless crypts, one thousand rumoured Hells Crack the spines of these forbidden books - What creatures lie within? Each canto read - Dark paths to tread - Through verses soaked in sin. The faces at the window that only come at night. The result of a family evil too terrible to impart- These crumbling walls: my skin - This inner room: my heart I have no fear of danger Only in its in ultimate effect: in terror. And the shadows grow...and the shadows grow Daily drawn to the distant spire that rises from the sea of roofs I stare transfixed I hear its’ call: "My walls are cursed and so must fall" Entranced as the ancient minaret points blasphemously at heaven Hypnotised by the silhouette, that fast becomes obsession: It’s feathered minions sweep and dive and ride the autumn air Circling the lofty spire -Yet never settling there. For beneath that rotting campanile a ghastly secret lies that holds me to its’ legacy of autumn midnight skies. Bound am I to howl alone amidst those rotting eaves And through those characters and galleries a deeper darkness weaves: Beyond Life and beyond Death’ twixt truth and balanced reason No way out - or turning back. Here in the season of the grotesque. |
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10. | Trinovantes | 10:33 | Show lyrics |
The wetlands morning light reveals a distant glimmer - sun on spears And shields, and thus we stand transfixed ’pon radiance that seemed so fair Within the range of mortal sight. "Arweddwr chan ’r torc ag chreuau cara Danio ’n ddialgar fam, ’r achubwr chan ’n cenedl" They came upon the East wind’s keen, their sails hung high against the masts Of mighty galleys, moving fast through waters that at once did seem To guard our heartland, home and shore: this green and blessed realm. The Angel isle, through sword and helm was ’ere so defended, ’Gainst invaders from the foreign shore. "Arweddwr chan ’r torc ag chreuau cara Danio ’n ddialgar fam, ’r achubwr chan ’n cenedl And thus the seers’ words did speak Of a wolf cub snatched and borne on high, By Eagles who at once did cry their lonely call from darkening skies, And yet the grey child did survive, the thousand fathom fall to earth. And thus an empire great was built upon the blood of untold numbers Spilled, forever in the name of Rome: And when they brought both sword and brand unto our Isle, our motherland, There didst so rise our goddess bright with burning eyes, Whose anger bought such dread and clamour; striking fear unto the foe. Purge the unclean through fire and cross - Impale the heretics - desecrate their gods Burn out the memory of the whip-scarred backs - And the years we spent beneath the heel. We march upon the wings of night, with deadly blessing, ’gainst the blight that dwells Within the once strong walls of great Camuludonum. The infants cries and warriors screams The sound and airs do haunt the dreams of the distant tyrant as he cowers Behind the outstreched bloody arm of war. Screams heard in the Senate House - The witch-tongue of the wild. When mothers rave and howl and crave: Their vengeance on their children dead, defiled. They put false trust in mighty walls in towers of indomitable stone The words of the seer now doomfully clear, the cowering wolf revealed as Rome. The heroine of the Age has passed but will rise again once more When the tides of time are flowing fast and fall upon our shore |
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