Song Lyrics

""\""The law of time it demands All flesh to bow and to crumble\"" Expanding the downfall in stop motion Is to destroy the conscious And free the converse of thought Now inhale the triumph from The incense of ashen orchids From the sunless dawn that has risen From the vaults of the mind's eye At the core of a brand new awareness On the deathbed of morrow's Here is where I will grow my misfortune In the density of despair Upon those Who cannot see Who cannot hear Who cannot feel And never will Let us chant At the dying heartbeat of children In their immaculate defeat And smoke out these pathetic virtues From the fleshsly void in thee For these are withering nights Just like the one from which I was born For these are withering nights For these are withering nights And no one shall escape For these are withering nights Leading astray Let us dissolve in purest of will Into a womb of nothingness Upon the bridge that was built Between stone and stellar In dialogue with the godless foreverness From the sunless dawn That has risen from the vaults Of the mind's eye At the core of a brandnew awareness On the deathbed of morrow's For these are withering nights""

Bob Bagchus, Henricus Andreas Daniels, Twan Van Geel