Richie Birkenhead - vocals
Peter Moses - guitars
Drew Thomas - drums
Brian Balchack - guitars
Reid Black - bass
Mike Troolines - producer
Ian Love - recording
Andrew Alekel - mastering
Jammi York - photos
Crossed
Whatever happened to "One for All"?
What will become of your Fellow Man, friend?
I'm feeling little else aside from appalled
Yet, all in all, I'd likely go through it all again
Tried to alchemize for you
Do you ever realize all that I do?
Water-into-wine for you
And me, I took the short end time a n d time again
To serve you
I n the end I'll likely look back at all you took
Back at a wake of blood a n d sweat and tears and wasted years
And wonder
Where were you?
Whatever happened to "All for One"?
What did become of d'Artagnan, friend?
I'm feeling more than a little undone
Yet, all in all, I'd likely go through it all again
I might not be so kind the next time we cross paths
We could have made headlines
I will not go in blind again
Whatever happened to "Quid pro quo"?
"Serva me, servabo te"?
I'm feeling little else aside from amazed
And, in a phrase:
Amicitiae nostrae memoriam spero sempiternam fore
Patience of a saint for you
Was there ever anything that wasn't untrue?
Loaves-into-fishes for you
Nothing I wouldn't do
You would be ill-advised to cross my path
We could b e names etched i n marble
I will n o t fall i n line again
I gave you my faith
My faith
W h a t a s h a m e
W h a t a w a s t e
I might not be so kind the next time we cross paths
We might be ghosts i n cathedrals
I will not fall in line again
Never again
Not again
Not again
It would not be so wise to cross my path
Yes, we should be names etched in marble
I will not go i n blind again
The Fray
Against an enemy I struggle to see
I ride headlong into battle
Knowing what will be will be
Something to scream
Something to give
Something to take
And nothing left to fate
Half King David
Half Alfred the Great
I beseech thee
Don't let it all mean nothing
Do you feel the same way?
Did I reach you?
Hasn't it meant something?
Has it gone away?
With seven pentacles to guide me along Write seven verses to a sacred, secret song Wanting to right every wrong
Humbled by self-inflicted losses and scars Into the foggy fray I leap
Full moon, falling stars
I do not sleep
0, I beseech thee
Don't let it all mean nothing
Do you feel the same way?
Did I reach you?
Hasn't it meant something? Has it gone away?
Something inside
It never died
Never died
Something to scream Something to give Something to take Something to break
Break
I beseech thee
Don't let it all mean nothing Do you feel the same way?Did I reach you?
Hasn't it meant something? Has it gone away?
Nocturne No. 11
What now, my Love?
Shall I fall upon my sword? Should I try and find the words? Could we ever be again?
Or would the Fates simply say Nevermore?
What I wouldn't give
For a moment there with you To know what I once knew What I wouldn't do
Only the questions are real
Not the answers
No
Not the answers
What I wouldn't give
But I shouldn’t give
For a time machine
Perfect, pristine
The things that might have been
Who knows what might have been?
The dreams that passed me by now realized The slates I could wipe clean
In spaces
In between
On second thought, perish the thought
So what now, Love?
Shall I forge another sword?
Will I learn the secret charm?
Would you even have me in your arms?
Should I just cry or pray or chant the Tetragrammaton?
Only the questions are real
Not the answers
No
Not the answers
Ominous
I tried my best to warn you
Get you the hell away from here
Instill a bit of fear
Now all whom you hold dear are Shell-shocked and crestfallen Bereft of joy and out for blood A little bit of fear
A bit of writhing in the mud Always your ways
No matter what it says
Always your ways
No matter what the omen says
I was the first to tell you
In fact, I'm still the only one
A little weighs a ton
A little word can be a big gun
You were the last expected
To put the hemlock in my drink Sometimes a little pink
Is all it takes to make a fleet sink
Never ever
No matter what you've seen Never ever
No matter what has been
Always your ways
No matter what they say Always your ways
No matter what the omens say
I tried my best to warn you
Get you the hell away from here Instill a bit of fear
Now all whom you hold dear are Shell-shocked and crestfallen Bereft of joy and out for blood A little bit of fear
A bit of writhing in the mud
I was the first to tell you
In fact, I'm still the only one
A little weighs a ton
A little word can be a big gun
I tried my best to warn you
What Went Wrong
Driving backwards
Through automatically-closing doors Lost my magic words
I can't do this anymore
What went wrong?
Feeling mortal
For the first time in a long while Cellophane skin
Plaster of Paris skull
And forced smile
What went wrong?
Still sad and lonely
I thought I'd have it all by now
Still sad and lonely
Thought I'd had it sorted-out, somehow And I'm still waiting for it
Thought I'd had it sorted-out, somehow
Feeling mortal
For the first time in a long time
No one hears me
Nothing works
And no words rhyme
I'm firing blank rounds with my big automatic At closed doors
Waxing tragic
I can't do this anymore
What went wrong?
So sad and lonely
Thought I'd had it sorted-out, somehow
Still sad and lonely
I thought I'd have it all by now
And I'm still waiting for it
Thought I'd had it sorted-out, somehow
Feeling hopeful
For the first time in a long, long night Second skin now
Alabaster bones
And alright
