|
Disc 1
|
|
01.
|
Vast Choirs
|
|
02.
|
The Thrash of Naked Limbs
|
|
03.
|
The Snow in My Hand
|
|
04.
|
Black Voyage
|
|
05.
|
Apocalypse Woman
|
|
06.
|
The Light at the End of the World
|
|
07.
|
Feel the Misery
|
|
Disc 2
|
|
01.
|
Like a Perpetual Funeral
|
|
02.
|
Two Winters Only
|
|
03.
|
My Hope, the Destroyer
|
|
04.
|
I Cannot Be Loved
|
|
05.
|
A Doomed Lover
|
|
06.
|
You Are Not the One Who Loves Me
|
|
07.
|
And Then You Go
|
|
Disc 3
|
|
01.
|
Symphonaire infernus et spera empyrium (demo 1991)
|
|
02.
|
Vast Choirs (demo 1991)
|
|
03.
|
The Grief of Age (demo 1991)
|
|
04.
|
Catching Feathers (demo 1991)
|
|
05.
|
God Is Alone
|
|
06.
|
De Sade Soliloquy
|
|
07.
|
The Bitterness and the Bereavement
|
|
08.
|
The Sexuality of Bereavement
|
|
09.
|
A Sea to Suffer In (early production demo, November 1994)
|
|
10.
|
From Darkest Skies (early production demo, November 1994)
|
|
11.
|
Your Shameful Heaven (early production demo, November 1994)
|
|
12.
|
The Cry of Mankind (instrumental album recording)
|
|
Disc 4
|
|
01.
|
All Swept Away (early production demo, June 1996)
|
|
02.
|
Like Gods of the Sun (early production demo, June 1996)
|
|
03.
|
The Whore, the Cook, the Mother (early production demo, February 1998)
|
|
04.
|
An Unforgettable Journey (early production demo, February 1998)
|
|
05.
|
I Believe (early production demo, February 1998)
|
|
06.
|
On Monolith (early production demo, February 1998)
|
|
07.
|
Glorious Midnight (early production demo, February 1998)
|
|
08.
|
The Fool (early production demo, February 1998)
|
|
09.
|
The Child of Eternity
|
|
10.
|
Scarborough Fair
|
|
11.
|
Failure
|
|
12.
|
Hollow Cathedra
|
|
Disc 5
|
|
01.
|
From Darkest Skies
|
|
02.
|
The Cry of Mankind
|
|
03.
|
The Dark Caress
|
|
04.
|
For You
|
|
05.
|
A Kiss to Remember
|
|
06.
|
Like Gods of the Sun
|
|
07.
|
All Swept Away
|
|
08.
|
Your Shameful Heaven
|
|
And I, I've been lonely
And I, I've been blind
And I, I've learned nothing
So my hands are firmly tied
To that sinking lead weight of failure
I've worked hard all my life
Money slips through my hands
My face in the mirror tells me it's no surprise
That I am pushing the stone up the hill of failure
They tempt me with violence
They punish me with ideals
And they crush me with an image of my life that's nothing but unreal
Except on the god-damned slave-ship of failure
I'll drown here trying to get up for some air
But each time I think I breathe
I'm laid on with a double share
Of the punishing burden of failure
I don't deserve to be down here
But I'll never leave
And I've learned one thing
You can't escape the beast
In the null and void pit of failure
When I get my hands on some money
I'll kiss its green skin
And I'll ask its dirty face
"Where the hell have you been?"
I'm the fuel that fires the engines of failure
I'll be old and broken down
I'll forget who and where I am
I'll be senile or forgotten
But I'll remember and understand
You can bank your hard-earned money on failure
I saw my father crying
I saw my mother break her hand on a wall that wouldn't weep
But that certainly held in
The mechanical moans of a dying man who was a failure
My back hurts me when I bend 'cause I carry a load
My brain hurts like a knife-hole
'Cause I've yet to be shown
How to pull myself out from the sucking quicksand of failure
Some people live in Hell
Many bastards succeed
But I, I've learned nothing
I can't even elegantly bleed
Out the poison blood of failure
|
|
