Candlemass Album

I got a date with the master, my friend
A sunday stroll in the surreal, so zen
From perfection to disaster again
Thanx for showing me what's real
A rendezvous with the psychic once more
She's sneaking thought into my brain I'm sure
Am I one of the cynic, the pure?
Am I one of the sane?
Who knows the troubled one that knows?
Prophets come and prophets go
And again I tried to think
That burden only made me sink
Crawling back to Isola to weep
Somewhere under the sea so deep
I don't know what to show ya that's neat
But it will be bigger than you and me
Who knows the troubled one that knows?
Prophets come and prophets go
And again I tried to think
That burden only made me sink

Dark clad waters, still warm shrouds
Doomsday warning from the men in the clouds
Lily's weep over light that fled
Words were carved in my arm by the dead
Grim like war, foul like tar
Corroded fragments of a dying star
Sleepy herons abruptly awake
as the black god arises from the cold of the lake
Figure of smoke, emerald head
Magnificent is the king of the dead
Somewhere beyond the sun still shines
But even snow dies sometimes

Drifting from the prison planet
I fell inte the 13:th sun
Way beyond all superscience known
Surfing through space and mantra
God of time and mercury
Our love will live inside the elephant star
They took me to the titan mother
A dream away from yesterday
Tomorrows world I slip into today
Centuries in firelight
I die with every winter tsar
Our love will live inside the elephant star
Paralysed and hypnotized
The big dog in the sky
Mystified, majestified I fly
I hide behind the silver fallos
The beacon to my instant doom
Our love will live inside the elephant moon

Allseeing eye
you leave your shed
Weaving icy webs
of cosmic threds
Ask directions
and solid pennies
Must lit the molten stars
before they vanish
Impatient soul
a spark that passed
Into a diamond blur
of eons lost
And underneath
the universal will
Someone counts the loss
of the imbecill

Some are born to sweet delight
Some are born to endless night
So pale and lifeless
What you're doing to me
I'm doing to myself
I close the iris to the sun
It once was open, soon its gone
Soon it's gone
Soon it's gone
So pale and lifeless
What you're doing to me
I'm doing to myself

Instrumental

All the songs, the ivory
Floats around so peacefully
and fulfill the scenery
In my time
In the grass, the ogre is slayed
The fragile moment of the day
No need to stay, I know I've paid
In my time
Close inside the electric tower
In the centre a white centaur
Afraid of life, the sweet and sour
In my time
Halfway to centurion
Northwest of Babylon
The map is complete, I'll pass it on
In my time
My peace of mind

read your palm in a bowl of spit
It's not looking good
Spirits low, yes life is shit
I thought you understood
You say these words, "why just me
I thought I did so well"
You're the perfect creep that god forgot
See you soon in hell
You ask if I detest myself
Sometimes, yes I do
I try so hard to love myself
but mostly I hate you
A zombie jerk without a will
You'd better surface now
I know I am the king of the hill
Rather reptile than cow
The sky is red as I watch you fall
I know that you belong
In a green and pink room of plastic walls
where no light is on
The proper church of your empty shell
There is no wrong in staying
Home is where you hang yourself
Where you end the pain

Instrumental