Advent Of Insanity Lyrics - Sabbat

A sea breeze echoes softly 

it's song echoes through your mind, 

leaves you thinking of tomorrow 

and the life you left behind. 

Come turn your head to face the 

wind that fills enchanted sails, 

and drives you to your destiny 

as silent sirens wail. 

A sad lament for travellers 

held in the hand of fate, 

your future stands upon the prow 

your past drowns in the wake. 

What chance is there for sanity 

when madness takes the helm, 

and steers you on a downward 

spiral to his lonely realm? 

Watch the night-sky- seagulls fly 

and in the heavens play, 

Yet even angels stoop and still 

pick nothing up they say. 

There are things far more sinister 

that haunt the midnight air, 

the sirens serenade a warning 

telling you: 

"Beware- the waves upon the water 

are like ripples in your mind, 

and the shadows cast by nature 

show the future you may find. 

As rivers flow because they know 

that they must join the sea- 

thus you will be carried on to 

meet your destiny." 

Do Dark Horses Dream Of Nightmares? 

Standing on a strange shore- 

this desolate coastline, 

it offers cold comfort. 

Very little more than the sky 

for a blanket 

the earth for my bed. 

THE SISTERS OF WYRD: 

"Thethreads upon the loom of life 

have foreordained your coming here, 

so weep not mannikin of mankind 

dry your worthless puppet-tears." 

Unanswered questions- 

how they play on my mind, 

now that darkness is falling and 

still there's no sign of my guide. 

Either I have been betrayed- 

they have left me to die, 

or worse still at this moment he lies- 

an unwitting victim by brigands attacked, 

left naked and dead with a knife 

in his back. 

Childhood terrors return to me now, 

from the rand stench of fear in 

the sweat on my brow. 

Deciet and despair are to me 

kith and kin, 

seduced into slumber- 

my nightmare begins. 

WODEN: 

"Welcome - welcome to my domain, 

I have been biding my time. 

Watching and waiting - 

but now you are mine. 

Weaving the web that entwines you, 

like a puppet you play on the end 

of your strings 'till the end of 

your days." 

Daylight flees as night gives chase 

I'm held in panics dank embrace, 

I smother in his cold caress - 

the sum of all my worthlessness. 

I have been told to thank the Lord 

for all that He will send, 

but if death should come to meet me - 

must I greet him as a friend? 

Now I see that this quest is 

a test of my fidelity - 

has God forsaken me? 

When maddness sings his lullaby a 

nightmare filled with unknown things - 

to cast aspersion on my sanity. 

Faith starts to flounder in 

a mind torn apart, 

my thoughts move in time with 

the beat of my heart 

A creature of habit 

I make easy prey, 

cross faith and fire cannot 

hold at bay the beast that 

pursues me - 

the end drawing near. 

My soul keeps no secrets - 

he knows what I fear. 

Flying so high on the wings 

of a dream, 

over mountain and forest - 

'cross river and stream. 

While the creatures that feed 

off the doubts I invent 

await my arrival with evil intent. 

WODEN: 

"Welcome - welcome to my domain, 

I have been biding my time. 

Watching and waiting - 

but now you are mine. 

Weaving the web that entwines you, 

like a puppet you play on the end 

of your strings 'till the end of 

your days." 

So in that twilight world that 

lies amidst life and death I dream, 

and writhe in fitful slumber no-one 

hears mjy silent screams. 

Except the horses head that stares 

with black and lifeless eyes, 

atop its totem glaring as it mocks 

my helpless cries. 

Now I see that this quest is 

a test of my fidelity - 

has God forsaken me? 

When maddness sings his lullaby a 

nightmare filled with unknown things - 

to cast aspersion on my sanity. 

Shapeless form surround me 

casting shadows in the night, 

I feel their breath upon me- 

catch their faces in the light. 

Somnambulistic hunters come 

to prey upon my fears - 

as peals of psycopathic laughter 

echo in my ears. 

Startled I waken from my 

death-like sleep, 

though fearful and shaken 

I crawl to my feet. 

Still my memories taunt me - 

like ghosts they appear, 

forever to haunt me when 

darkness draws near. 

WODEN: 

"Welcome - welcome to my domain, 

I have been biding my time. 

Watching and waiting - 

but now you are mine. 

Weaving the web that entwines you, 

like a puppet you play on the end 

of your strings 'till the end of 

your days." 

Then fleeing from the terrors 

at the night before I leave, 

the remenants of reality behind 

me 'neath the trees. 

Waking in the light of dawn I 

pray that God will send - 

his wisdom now to guide me 

through this night-time without end. 

Now I see that this quest is 

a test of my fidelity- 

Has God forsaken me? 

When madness sings his lullaby a 

nightmare filled with unknown things - 

to cast aspersion on my sanity.