As the Sun Sets on LifeAS THE SUN SETS ON LIFE

1. Death Do Us Part 08:35
2. Weapon of Primordial Chaos 09:08
3. Salvation Deception 11:04
4. Spiritual Asphyxiation 08:54
5. On Antediluvian Shores 09:14
6. Alive in a Sea of Dying Flowers 07:26
7. The Abyss, My Tomb 07:44

All lyrics are © by Henrik & Soijl

1. DEATH DO US PART
"Pale is the canvas
Dust-filled lies the brush
She sees no point nor has a reason
The old instruments untouched
She used to fondly paint the stars
and frame the firmaments
But when he travelled far away
She lost all will to live"

That morning you won't forget
Filled with mourning
Equal anger and words of regret
Inside, a foul tempest storming

Tried to endure those endless tears
Those torrents so painful
Colossal cries piercing the silence
Fading to nothing, only solitude

Grieving! Bereaving!
Yearning! Forever!
Broken! Despondent!
Crestfallen! Eternally!

CHORUS:
My beloved husband lies in the ground
A cold shell, an empty vessel carrying dust
My betrothed for all eternity is no more
Elation is forlorn, my will to live is lost

Night of peace, morning of despair
No comfort, no words of solace
Given or spoken, no one was there
"Till death do us part" was the promise

In an instant you are left alone
Forever in solitude
Memories speaks in your home
Whispers of solitude

There is no relief amongst your weeping
Only loss of endurance and pain
There is no relief amongst your weeping
Only loss of endurance and ache

Grieving! Bereaving!
Yearning! Forever!
Broken! Despondent!
Crestfallen! Eternally!

CHORUS:
My beloved husband lies in the ground
A cold shell, an empty vessel carrying dust
My betrothed for all eternity is no more
Elation is forlorn, my will to live is lost


2. WEAPON OF PRIMORDIAL CHAOS
Out of the muzzle of the rifle I fled
in an explosion of fire and smoke
Blood gushed out from within the earth
when it’s artery I slowly embraced

A projectile from the deadly weapon
of primordial chaos I was
Now I lay dormant deep within the earth
and dominate from ocean-floor to summit

CHORUS 1:
From primordial chaos to cosmos I rule
Navigator of the blue-green orb
In the open wounds of Mother Earth I sprinkle salt
I dwell where flowers wither and dies

Sulphur smoulders under my feet
for my steps are judgement day
Mangled beasts and broken roots
Flora and fauna I all dispatch

From runnels to oceans
in rapid streams I piss my poison
I take that which your gods gave
The passing of creation – my exploit

CHORUS 2:
From primordial chaos to cosmos I rule
Navigator of the blue-green orb
In the open wounds of Mother Earth I sprinkle salt
I dwell where flowers wither and dies
I shatter the standards and burn down your flags
All of mankind will tremble on it's knees
And as the smoke scatters the earth is no more
From the ashes a new world shall rise

I am infinite wisdom
I have travelled the earth both far and beyond
I am alchemy, atoms, matter and mind
I am the incitation to ruin
I have wandered the shores of existence
I have seen the balance of chaos
I am one with the sun's iridescence
I have seen harmony go down the drain
I have witnessed the stars born and die
I've seen the coming of a blinded fraction
I can feel the light flicker in my eye
I am one with death's attraction
The end is growing larger
The end is drawing nearer
The shores of existence
The balance of chaos

(CHORUS 2)


3. SALVATION DECEPTION
Kisses of immense affection
Not for young loving couples
But a deeper salvation of self-medication
There is no dignity to be found in this weary tale of devotion
An overwhelming enslavement where "repent" is a foul word

White plains. Fields of immeasurable moments
A crimson stream in a trail that leads to a ship of fools
The female forlorn. Agendas of cruelty
Broken bits of hope, of dreams and vanities
The pieces of a puzzle. Flesh in the corner of the eye
Vanished moments still immeasurable
Still depicted in the frame of the mind
Your lover, your inamorata is deception

When you cry, where's your "God"?
Bite the hand that feeds
Sever those fingers, tear those limbs

CHORUS:
Endlessly, this pseudo-love is naught
It is but affliction and a desire for a greater need
Transfixed by promise of a light
But there is no fluorescence at the end of the tunnel

Green moors. A lavish vista where horizons die
The crimson stream still runs
And the agendas of cruelty still bites (still cries)
Certitude is your fall
So easy it would be to let go, to die now
Leave, and never come back to the rest
Just scattered pieces. Darkness and stars
Illumination and shadows. Thoughts of grandeur and overconfidence
Board the ship of fools. Hoist and set sail for predictability

End - in a haze your mind goes down the drain
Witness yourself in here
Picture the embarrassment of all your friends and your kin
Don't claim you do not care

Ring the bell of righteousness. Hear it toll!
Reproach yourself
Weed the weakness in your breast and your soul
Salvation is deception

Tension builds. Lassitude
A mirage so elusive
Virtue dismal. Affection dead

(CHORUS)

Here ends this grievance
Here you rest in damp soil
There's no one mourning
Nothing that suggests that no one ever cared


4. SPIRITUAL ASPHYXIATION
Abominable imagery floating above me
Visions of the dreadful never seen
My inner sanctum dies and grins in glee

I dearly refuse to follow maxims
therefore I've placed my body in isolation
Departed from all I've ever known
I cut the bond between nemesis and relation

A snowfall in this mental winterland
So hungry this blizzard must be
I cannot fathom that which covers me

A mental ledge on fire
A maze of barriers
Close to the outmost edge
stands my gallery of embarrassing characters

The stars are written in misery
as they so profoundly spell the word forlorn
They are my comfort and destiny
Pierced by reality my lifeline ripped and torn
My mental recluse and isolation
is whatever little hope that still remains
Spiritual fixed asphyxiation
A chokehold conjoined with inner chains

In my heart the summer has died
There will be no more vitality
I am the tundra, I am forever winter
I remember when there was a warmth
Mental meadows of mirth and innovation
but now my soul has shed it's leaves
Utterly stripped of my dignity
left in spiritual asphyxiation

I slowly balance upon this ledge
as the dancing flames of devastation licks my soul
So close to falling, close to the edge
The perplexing sense of loosing self-control
As I go down into the unknown
there's a multitude of characters I liberate
King and deceiver, thief and crone
they're a part of me and what my psyche generate

Winter keeps calling, beckoning me
An ageless eternal, cold and dark December
Memories drying out from my corpus
Characters cling to death, yet still dares to remember

My vision's fading with mind and time
In the end my body withers down and dies
A mental breakdown in polar clime
No more characters alive as I have lost all allies
The fire's burning in every vein
as I write these memoirs in total desperation
Into remembrance, yet all in vain
as there's no escape from spiritual asphyxiation


5. ON ANTEDILUVIAN SHORES
Portrayals of her face
Feeble scents of her perfume
blended with putrefaction
and miasma. Delight to me

I bleed affection for her
My kindred spirit and companion
Passion pure, rapture and dearth
If I could I would kiss her again

CHORUS:
She dreams alone
on antediluvian shores
In the outmost reaches
of wisdom and time
In my mind, there is hope
that she shall rise up
from the ashes like a Phoenix
And that neither space nor death
will separate us anymore

Indistinct is her presence
Yet somehow, still there
In my dreams she whispers
of images, tangible and profound

We can but live this illusion
An ocean of dreams betwixt
Sentenced to solitude
but together, we still dwell

(CHORUS)

Despondently, my lifelong love
will dwell in aeons of dreams evermore
Let it be known that it is she that feeds my heartbeats
that now are slowing down

Oh, she dreams alone
on shores, antediluvian
In the reaches of wisdom and time
Yet in my mind, there is still hope
that she one day shall rise up like a Phoenix
And that neither space nor death
will separate us
For my heart is growing weaker by the minute
And this illusion cannot feed my desire forever
I have no tears left, as I now leave my body
And together we may wander these shores


6. ALIVE IN A SEA OF DYING FLOWERS
Woman of your dreams, I am
Comfort and relief - that is I
Through disease and times of woe
I will complete you with joy and happiness

There's only love in me

My mind is that of calm yet I grow weary
My heart is total love yet I am harm

But that was then, now this is a later hour
I claimed I'd be there when we're growing older
'Twas only my heart that's growing colder
I left you adrift in a sea of dying flowers

Alive in a sea of flowers dying

You chose to believe in my words
I only promised "in health"
"Sickness", I only took for so long
Now I leave for better or for worse

I have seen greener grass
Call me what you want - a succubus
temptress or harlequin, I don't care
I've left a mark that wont go away soon

My lies are truth to me

Our love was that of lies and you never knew
Until I felt that I must leave with no return

This is the now, I know my "love" has been forgotten
Time hibernated and froze the coldest of all hearts
Adoration games, I play them and tear apart
Passion to cancer, my reverence so rotten

But no, there is only silence in the end
My time is nothing but a fading memory


7. THE ABYSS, MY TOMB
Here I stand, at the very edge of the void
The summit, my aspirations in this world
The abyss, my tomb. It's darkness, my final fanfare
Gone is the weight, the soul-crumbling burden of life
Dread...

The bottomless maw awaits
There's no hope where the sun cannot reach

My soul, my body and my heart, are torn
Even in death, to hopelessness I am sworn
Lifelessness, your shackles are forever mine
A warm welcome, to her and her loving kind

I welcome thee death-mother, bringer of peace and harmony
I rejoice as your fingernails tear at my skin
My funeral, deserted and empty of all life
As I'm falling down, towards the sharp and barren cliffs

Seconds pass, passes on my way, descending down
End is nigh, the fat lady singing, the final curtain call
Sanctuary of blight, corruption and destruction
Born to breathe, fumes of poison. Nothing, nothing...

Tranquil is the moment I am in
Affection is what I experience
Entwined in this kinship with serenity in death
Pious, yet forlorn my eyes are closing