I Am Blessed

Here in the silence I say a prayer. Though I've never seen you somehow I know you're there. You're in the faces of the people that I meet. You're as silent as the earth beneath my feet.

Intro

Infanticidal Fantasies

[Music - Gordon 10/1992]. [Lyrics - Greg 7/1991].

In Solitude

Inside and around I see misery, suffering.. A new level of depth for my depression.. Thought I could only climb from now.. Unable to see below its depths..

Intro: The Gathering

I.m.a

Sprinkle eyes with grains of sand. Follow me into my land. Sleep now, child, close your eyes. Take my hand and away we fly. . Here ends reality as you know it.

Intermission

Insanity's Contagious

My brain sometimes intends to walk away. Somehow my hat seems to hold it together. But if I feel like slipping away for a bit. All I have to do is take my hat off.

Incinerator

Skeletons built to last in concrete. Like tombstones in these barren lands. Standing so strong in reflection. Against the pale grey sky. . These suburbs are full of zombies.

In The Flesh

Carrying a heard the size of my head. Got an angel on my back. The leftovers of my face is a leaden mask of death. Drink my coffee black. . I sing with a voice full of scorn.

In The Blood

You seek the answer. Too plain to see. Come play with fire. Come play with me. . You either know or never will - find it!. You go be what you fight and kill.

I For An Eye

God is waiting, always hating, endlessly. Loss of life means nothing now that everything is free. Never in your wildest dreams could you anticipate this loss.

Infernal Flesh Massacre

[music: N.Daemon/Nornagest, lyrics: Nornagest]. . A shadow is walking by my side...holding a gun. Looking at me with somber eyes. Step by step caught in the ground.

In My Single Day

I was awoken under tree. And its color - grey. The flowing sap is on my knees. No, I couldn't slay. Whose blood it was and am I right. To see my arms in red?.

Igne Natura Renovatur Integra

We must burn to ashes. To rise again. With a threefold glory. Prepare yourself. . For the unhallowed day. When our souls are fit to climb. And the fools are left behind.

Intransitority (i'll Leave At Twelve)

In wundersames Dunkel hllt sich makellos das Schweigen. Auf den endlos weiten Grnden und der hren gold'nen. Schwingen. Zeigt sich mir, des Weges fern, der machtvoll reiche Reigen.

Interlude

My mind lies weak. And quietness speaks of sound. As captive in a creek. Of wordlessness.. . As though a silent hurt. Is trembeling. In screaming riot's roar.

Institutio Immortales

Fern von schwachem Geist entfacht des Weisen Licht die. Glut,. Und umnebelt die schwachen Leiber, die dem Blinden folgen.. Was vermag nicht der alten Macht Bestndigkeit zu sein,.

Inner Rivers

a silent face can tell and shout. the flow of will shall mark the sings. let your palms be spoken out. thousand stories, thousand lines. . as it springs the river thru our minds.

In Your Palms

In the morning you turn. The stars in your palm. Your throw them. On the velvet sky like a gambler. You smooth them with your palm. Maybe you're trying to read them.