Poisoner Lyrics

All songs composed and arranged by Lisa Mann except: The Seven Gates of Hell, Composed by Conrad Lang, Jeffrey Dunn, and Anthony Bray. ©2020 LISA MANN MUSIC / ASCAP

1) THE DREAM OF TIAMAT

I HAD A DREAM, OR WAS IT ALL A VISION
A CHAMBER UNSEEN, DEEP WITHIN EARTH—PERDITION
MAGMA BELOW, AN OCEAN MILES ABOVE ME
YET SOMEHOW I KNOW, THIS VASTNESS LIES WITHIN ME
THE SILENCE SO DEEP IS BANISHED BY SUSSERATIONS IN THE DARK
I SUDDENLY FEEL, I’M NOT HERE ALONE!
THE MIND THAT SEES ME, THE EYES THAT PIERCE RIGHT THROUGH ME
THE FIRE CONSUMES ME, THE BLAZE THAT EATS RIGHT THROUGH ME, OHHH
ENLIVED BY FEAR, ENTHRALLMENT ALL CONSUMING
MY VISION COMES CLEAR, THE SERPENTS COILS ARE MOVING
AND NOW I CAN SEE TWO EYES THAT ARE BLAZING AT ME IN THE DARK
A SINEWY FORM, I’M NOT HERE ALONE!
THE MIND THAT SEES ME, THE EYES THAT PIERCE RIGHT THROUGH ME
THE FIRE CONSUMES ME, THE BLAZE THAT EATS RIGHT THROUGH ME, OHHH
DRAWN EVER SO NEAR, CONFRONTING THE TWO ORBS ABLAZE IN THE DARK
I DROP TO MY KNEES, SURRENDER COMPLETE!
THE MOUTH THAT SEIZED ME, THE TEETH THAT RIPPED RIGHT THROUGH ME
MY BODY LEAVES ME, THE SERPENT’S COILS ENFOLD ME
NOW MY MIND SEEKS YOU, MY EYES WILL PIERCE RIGHT THROUGH YOU
HERE I AWAIT YOU, ‘TIL YOU COME FREE MY SPIRIT, OHHH

2) THE POISONER

NO SANCTUARY FOUND ON ANY HALLOWED GROUND
WON’T EVEN MAKE A SOUND—THE POISONER
HIS TRACE IS EVER CLEAN, HE KNOWS JUST WHERE YOU’VE BEEN
EVER REMAINS UNSEEN—THE POISONER
DEATH HAS NO FACE, DEATH BEARS NO NAME!
HE MAY BE LURKING NEAR, FOOTSTEPS YOU’LL NEVER HEAR
WHO KNOWS WHEN HE’LL APPEAR—THE POISONER
NO GATE OR CASTLE WALL CAN SHIELD FROM THIS CABAL
HE’S CREEPING THROUGH YOUR HALLS—THE POISONER
DEATH HAS NO FACE, DEATH BEARS NO NAME!
NOW HE HAS MADE HIS KILL, HIS DUTY IS FULFILLED
NO DROP OF BLOOD WAS SPILLED—THE POISONER
SILENT HE SLIPS ON BY, BENEATH THE BLACKENED SKY
UNSEEN BY ANY EYE—THE POISONER
DEATH HAS NO FACE, DEATH BEARS NO NAME!

3) TO THE ABYSS

FOOTSTEPS FALL IN THE ARCANE HALL, COME TO CLAIM
TOME EXHUMED FROM THIS RAYLESS TOMB, BOOK OF SHAME
FINGERS THAT TRACE ALONG THE VELLUM IN A QUEST FOR NEW REALITIES
FOMENTING THIS OBSESSION, AND AN UNRELENTING
YEARNING TO BREAK FREE FROM DELUSION, YET THIS HUNGER FOR ETERNITY
IS A HEEDLESS STUMBLING TO THE ABYSS
WISDOM SEALED NE’ER TO BE REVEALED, NOW UNCHAINED
ANGEL’S WINGS TURN TO BLACKENED THINGS, EVER STAINED
HAIL, AND RECITE THE INCANTATION OF A KNOWLEDGE MISBEGOTTEN
ALL CREATION CRACKING OPEN IN AN UNEARTHLY
ENCOUNTER WITH A PRESENCE UNINVITED—YOU WILL FIND HERE NO TRANQUILITY
IN A FALL HEADLONG INTO THE ABYSS
NOW REALIZE YOU HAVE FORSAKEN ANY PROMISE OF SALVATION
EVERY HOPE YOU HAVE ABANDONED, IN PERVERSE ASCENTION
HELPLESS, YOU FIND YOURSELF EMBRACING THIS INFERNAL IMMORTALITY
IN A GRAND DESCENT INTO THE ABYSS

4) OUR SACRED DUTY

(INSTRUMENTAL)

5) BROKEN

DEAR LET ME TIGHTEN UP THOSE BANDAGES FOR YOU
THOSE TOES AREN’T TOUCHING ON THE SOLE
DON’T SCREAM—NOW, WOULD YOU RATHER TOIL OUT IN THE FIELDS?
OR WOULD YOU TAKE THE ROBE AND BOWL?
IN ORDER TO BE RECEIVED, YOU MUST BE BROKEN
IN ORDER TO BE RECEIVED, YOU MUST BE BROKEN
LIE STILL, WE WOULDN’T WANT TO HAVE TO HOLD YOU DOWN
FOR THEN THE CUT MAY NOT BE CLEAN
OUR SACRED DUTY IS TO PRY OPEN THE SHELL
TO TAKE THE PEARL THAT LIES BETWEEN
IN ORDER TO BE RECEIVED, YOU MUST BE BROKEN
IN ORDER TO BE RECEIVED, YOU MUST BE BROKEN
THE GOOD BOOK SAYS TO SPARE THE ROD WILL SPOIL THE CHILD
I DON’T ENJOY WHAT I MUST DO
BUT HE’LL EXPECT YOU TO BE SEEN AND NEVER HEARD
SO UNDERSTAND, I’M ONLY DOING THIS FOR YOU
IN ORDER TO BE RECEIVED, YOU MUST BE BROKEN
IN ORDER TO BE RECEIVED, YOU MUST BE BROKEN
BROKEN
BROKEN

6) THE SEVEN GATES OF HELL

(LANT, DUNN & BRAY)

IN A DREAM OR A NIGHTMARE, WHEN LOVE GIVES WAY TO HATE
THE QUEST BEGINS FOR THE KEYS TO THE SEVEN GATES
RIDE THE WINGS OF A LOCUST, SEE THE WIZARD CAST HIS SPELL
SEARCH FOR THE KEYS TO THE SEVEN GATES OF HELL
IN HEAVEN’S HELL, WHERE ALL EVIL DWELLS—AND MAN AND BEAST ARE ONE
CONCEALED TO ALL—REVEALED TO NONE
LIE THOSE INFERNAL GATES—THE DAMNED INFERNAL GATES!
THE SEVEN GATES OF HELL
HEAR THE CRY OF THE ZOMBIE, RID THE BODY OF ITS SOUL
THE QUEST FOR THE SACRED KEYS HAS BECOME ITS GOAL
STEAL THE WINGS FROM A HYDRA, TAKE THE SWORD FROM THE SACRED SHRINE
TAKE THE STRENGTH OF THE BEAST, AND THE SINNER’S MIND
UNVEILED IN DEATH TO THE SINNER! WRITTEN IN THE ANCIENT BOOK OF LIES
HEAR THE DEMONS CALL FROM THE CRIMSON WATERFALL
AS THE BLOOD RAINS FROM THE SKY, OHH
WHEN REALITY’S A DREAM AND EVERY LIE IS TRUE
IN THE DAY WHEN YOU ARE ME, AND THE NIGHT WHEN I AM YOU
WHEN THE FLAME OF LIFE GROWS COLD, WE CHIME THE SILENT BELL
AND THE UNBORN CHILD IS OLD—THE SEVEN GATES OF HELL!
WE’RE GOING THROUGH THE GATES OF HELL
IN HEAVEN’S HELL, SO MANY DIED IN VAIN THEY NEVER LIVED THEIR TALES TO TELL
NONE SHALL FIND THE KEY TO SET THEIR SPIRITS FREE
FROM THE SEVEN GATES OF HELL
THE SEVEN GATES, THE SEVEN GATES, THE SEVEN GATES THE SEVEN GATES OF HELL!

7) NEW PLANET EARTH

WELCOME HERE TO THIS CAVERNOUS SHRINE, WHILE THE REST OF THE WORLD LIES SLEEPING
WHAT A BLESSING YOU’VE STUMBLED IN HERE, LET ME SHARE THIS GREAT SECRET I’M KEEPING
WE SHALL BE THE FIRST ONES TO WITNESS THIS TRUTH
YOU SHALL BE THE FIRST ONE TO DIE ON ITS TOOTH
THIS IS THE CENTER OF A NEW PLANET EARTH
YOU HAVE THE HONOR TO BE WITNESS OF BIRTH
THIS IS THE CENTER OF A NEW PLANET EARTH
A REVELATION SET SPINNING
WHITE AND GLISTENING, LIQUID AND SMOOTH, IN ITS GLORY IT WILL SOON BE EMERGING
IN ITS MEMBRANE IT PULSES WITH LIGHT, AND PREPARES FOR EMPYREAN PURGING
SOON WE SHALL BE MADE NEW WITH FIRE AND FLOOD
SHE SHALL BE MADE WHOLE WITH YOUR BODY AND BLOOD
THIS IS THE CENTER OF A NEW PLANET EARTH… A REVELATION SET SPINNING
THIS IS THE CENTER OF A NEW PLANET EARTH… OUR END IS JUST ITS BEGINNING
NOW THROUGH THIS PLACENTA SHE CUTS LIKE A KNIFE
RISE, BRINGER OF DEATH AND RENEWER OF LIFE!
THIS IS THE CENTER OF A NEW PLANET EARTH…

8) INTERMENT

(INSTRUMENTAL)

9) EDGE OF GONE

I WALK IN THE STREETS OF ILLUSION, CONSORT WITH THE GHOSTS OF THE PAST
MY CLARITY ONLY CONFUSION, AS EACH DAY BECOMES THE FIRST AND THE LAST
METROPOLIS RISING ABOVE ME, MONUMENTS TO FAME AND GAIN
I QUIVER BELOW IN THE UMBRA, MY VITALITY A FLICKER OF FLAME
I DIDN’T ASK TO BE CRAZY, I DIDN’T ASK TO BE COLD
I KNOW YOU’RE THINKING I’M LAZY, BUT I NEVER HAD A HAND TO HOLD—AND ITS GETTING OLD
SO ANOTHER DAY BEGINS AND ENDS, LIVING ON THE EDGE OF GONE
I HIDE FROM THE PREACHER AND JAILER, NO HIDING FROM PEDESTRIAN GAZE
EMBODIMENT OF YOUR OWN FAILURE—WHAT I DID TO EARN YOUR LOOK OF DISDAIN
A CONFLUENCE OF CIRCUMSTANCES LED TO THIS SYSIPHEAN STATE
BUT WHO OF US FREE FROM THE CHANCES OF REDUCTION TO A SIMILAR FATE?
I DIDN’T ASK TO BE CRAZY, I DIDN’T ASK TO BE IN PAIN
A SICK SOCIETY MADE ME, AND LEFT ME SLEEPING IN THE POURING RAIN—AND YOU CALL ME INSANE?
SO ANOTHER DAY BEGINS AND ENDS, LIVING ON THE EDGE OF GONE
I WALK THROUGH THE STREETS IN DELUSION, HAUNTED BY THE GHOSTS OF THE PAST
VITALITY NEARS ITS CONCLUSION AS EACH BREATH BECOMES THE FIRST AND THE LAST
THE CONCRET JUNGLE SURROUNDS ME, THOSE MONUMENTS TO FAME AND GAIN
ITS DENIZENS NEVER REFLECTED THAT WE TWO COULD BE THE ONE AND THE SAME
I DIDN’T ASK TO BE CRAZY, I DIDN’T ASK TO BE COLD
AND NOW MY MEMORY’S HAZY OF WHEN I EVER HAD A GRIP TO HOLD—MY STORY NEVER TOLD
SO ANOTHER DAY BEGINS AND ENDS, LIVING ON THE EDGE OF GONE!

10) MELANCHOLIA

(INSTRUMENTAL)

11) UNDER HAG STONES

FROM THE BOOKS OF ANCIENT TIMES, TAUGHT IN PROSE, RIDDLES AND RHYMES
PROPHECIES OF FOLKWAYS OLD, FEARSOME TALES BEST LEFT UNTOLD
TALES OF HUMAN SACRIFICE—DAGGERS PLUNGED IN HEARTS AND EYES!
RITUALS ABANDONED IN SHAME, WHEN FROM THE EAST NEW PEOPLES CAME
FROM THE RIVERS GATHERED THEY STONES OF PROTECTION FROM THESE OLD GRAVES
THEY DID PILE THOSE BARROWS HIGH, TO KEEP THE RESTLESS DEAD INSIDE
WHO KNOW WHAT’S LYING UNDER HAG STONES
NOW THOSE TIMES HAVE COME AND GONE, LONG FORGOTTEN BY MOTHERS AND SONS
YET THE SEED THAT WAS SOWN IN THE PAST, DESTINED TO BLOOM WHEN THE SPELL WAS CAST
THEY DID SAY THIS DAY WOULD COME, WHEN THE DEAD WOULD RISE AS ONE
WHO KNOWS WHAT’S WRITHING UNDER HAG STONES
ENTER MEN OF MODERN WAYS, BUILDING HIGH, DISTURBING THE GRAVES
CROWDING IN EACH WOLD AND HILL, TIL THAT CURSE WAS FULFILLED
HEAR THE CLATTERING OF THOSE STONES, AND REANIMATED BONE
WHO KNOWS WHAT’S RISING UNDER HAG STONES

12) 18 RABBIT

HIDING IN AN OCEAN OF GREEN, A KINGDOM CENTURIES MADE UNSEEN
WITH MEMORY PRESERVED OF A KING ON HIS THRONE
A MAN MADE DIVINE, APOTHEOSIS IN STONE FOR ETERNITY
EMERGING FROM THE JUNGLES OF TIME, THE REMNANTS OF HIS NATION SUBLIME
WITH MACHETE THAT FLIES, AND THE SPADE DIGGING DOWN
NOW, HERE IS REVEALED THE MYSTICAL CROWN OF THE JAGUAR
TEMPLES SET ALIGNED WITH THE STARS, BONDING MAN WITH HEAVENS AFAR
BETWEEN EARTH AND SKY THE SOVEREIGN DID STAND
WITH BLOOD SACRIFICE AND HIS SERPENTS IN HAND, HE REIGNED
OF MAIZE MADE, AND THE BLOOD OF THE GODS, ASCENDING STAIRS NONE OTHER MAY TROD
HE WAS LESS THAN A GOD, YET MORE THAN A MAN
HIS NAME SHALL BE KNOWN AS KING OF COPAN FOREVER!
UNDER HIS RULE A GREAT METROPOLIS DID RISE
ATOP HIS PYRAMID IT SPREAD BEFORE HIS EYES
AMIDST THE BLOODLETTING HE REIGNS
THE FIELDS MADE FERTILE BY HIS VEINS
WITH REPUTATION OF A PATRON KING ADORED
ARTISTS AND ARCHITECTS, THEY FLOCK IN BY THE SCORE
THEY DID CREATE THIS ROYAL PLACE
ONE THOUSAND RENDERINGS OF HIS FACE
THE ART OF WAR HAD BEEN BY BALL AND COURT REPLACED
BRINGING SERENITY TO ONCE A BRUTAL PLACE
YET JEALOUS RIVALS MADE THEIR PLAN
TO BE USURPERS OF HIS LAND
A SWIFT ABDUCTION MARKED THE ENDING OF HIS REIGN
THE PEOPLE WEPT FOR THEIR IMMORTAL KING IN CHAINS!
HOW SWIFTLY SLICED THE HAND OF DOOM
SENDING HIM HEADLESS TO HIS TOMB
IT’S ALWAYS BEEN THAT THOSE WHO USE THEIR WEALTH AND POWER
TO LEAVE BEHIND WORKS OF SUCH GRANDEUR
THEIR NAMES SHALL BE KNOWN
IT SHALL BE A LEGACY FAR BEYOND MEASURE
BEYOND EDIFICES AND TREASURE
A GIFT TO ALL HUMANITY