Lee Dorrian - Vocals
Garry Jennings - Guitar
Adam Lehan - Guitar
Mark Griffiths - Bass
Ben Mochrie - Drums
1. Mourning Of A New Day
A new day - in static motion I drift
The atmosphere sinks into the greyness of my soul
Slow apathy. Fermenting my senses
The nothingness. The formless void that is me
Mourning is the same way
The Drowning of a new day
The Surreal - the only truth I caress
Empti
ness. My only fulfilment
My feeling - internal voidance
nowhere, is where I've progressed
Mourning is the same way
The Drowning of a new day
2. All Your Sins
[Pentagram cover]
The time has come you must repent
For all your sins have spent
The rule to broken now is here
The spark that loads your soul with fear yeah
Your life in chaos no control
The hand beneath it voids your goals
The kinding fire is now prepared
To Meet the one youdared, oh yeah
You can never win
Pay for all your sins
You can never win
Pay for all your sins like this
You're gonna burn now!
You can never win
Pay for all your sins
3. Ebony Tears
Together we have discovered the languid fatigue of love interrogated all our beauty we've turned each other inside out.
Drowning in Ebony Tears.
The long face of cheerlessness the only bonding we share enlightened by degradation the only pleasure is pain.
Drowning in Ebony Tears.
Embedded in our resentment lay the keys to disengage but still we burn in persecution for the punishment of possessiveness.
4. March
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My feeling - internal voidance
nowhere, is where I've progressed
Mourning is the same way
The Drowning of a new day
2. All Your Sins
[Pentagram cover]
The time has come you must repent
For all your sins have spent
The rule to broken now is here
The spark that loads your soul with fear yeah
Your life in chaos no control
The hand beneath it voids your goals
The kinding fire is now prepared
To Meet the one youdared, oh yeah
You can never win
Pay for all your sins
You can never win
Pay for all your sins like this
You're gonna burn now!
You can never win
Pay for all your sins
3. Ebony Tears
Together we have discovered the languid fatigue of love interrogated all our beauty we've turned each other inside out.
Drowning in Ebony Tears.
The long face of cheerlessness the only bonding we share enlightened by degradation the only pleasure is pain.
Drowning in Ebony Tears.
Embedded in our resentment lay the keys to disengage but still we burn in persecution for the punishment of possessiveness.
4. March