The Blood Divine
"Awaken"

Recorded at Academy Studios, West Yorkshire in February and March 1996.
Engineered by Mags.
Produced by The Blood Divine, Mags and Peewee.
Mixed by Pete 'Peewee' Coleman at Fon Studios in May 1996.
All music written and arranged by The Blood Divine.
All lyrics by Darren.
Vocals on 'These Deepest Feelings' and 'Warm Summer Rain' by Ruth.

Cover design and photography by Darren J White and The Blood Divine.
Band photography by Awais.

Contact The Blood Divine on the Internet:
http://www.peaceville.com/tbd.html


So Serene ...And I thought, "So haunting, is the grey mist" As today's dawn brings tears to my eyes (though they are tears of the harsh wind) So painful are these thoughts Of sombre hopes for absolute rest ...That I feel so surreal (and so serene) Ah...that silver Queen Her cool rays reach down to me And I breathe one last sigh As I remember those torturous days (When we suffered) The pain... It is the scars that brought us together (Now we are healing, now we are recovering And you're falling deeper and deeper Within yourselves Ah...serenity It is threats to trinity that inspired me Winter's grace, in a cold embrace It feeds me ...That is why I am feeling so serene As today's dawn brought tears to my eyes (tears not of woe) So painful are these thoughts Of sombre hopes for absolute rest You know I feel so serene As the grey mist dies away to silent deserted hills I bury my head in my hands The faint echoes of false belief Are heard no more And are crying for me in the far. Moonlight Adorns (Intro guitar - P.J.) Now that the sun's trueness has waned Now that the sun turns our skin red Comfort me. I miss the joy in your smiling face As starved of leaves, the trees cry out To the cruel poison sky. All screaming to the cruel poison sky Cry out. Now that the sun's trueness has waned Now that the sun turns our skin red LISTEN... Moonlight adorns the snow-filled churchyard Misery never dies As those memories never die. Now that the sun's trueness has waned Now that the sun turns our skin red Now that our beautiful sun is burning us Now that our beautiful mother is almost dead. Visions (Of A Post-Apocalyptic World): Part I (Created by Benjamin and Darren) Think of a horrific future forced to survive sheltered underground. These are imagined sounds of the world above. Wilderness To see those tears gleam in her eyes I am so sadly mesmerized I am nothing without you So full of bliss about you Angel... Time is a wilderness A vast desert of age The sadness in your eyes Lost faith I realized why you cried Now I realized why... Angel... Time is a wilderness A vast desert of age Chant my holy name As the clouds descend Storms blow by, and Your name is written in the sand So far away... I see those tears gleam in her eyes So sadly mesmerized I am nothing without you No, I'll never doubt you... oh, love Angel... Time is a wilderness A vast desert of age That sadness in your eyes Lost faith Now I've realized why. - (Angel losing faith) - You cried... "I fear for life" I sighed... Then you died You cried... "Why am I an angel losing faith?" These Deepest Feelings Acoustic Guitar - Paul R Her cold lips pressed against mine As we stood and felt warmth from the burning embers Those lips that sent into me the joy of a long walk Through the cold forest in Winter's favourite days ...And those nights, those legendary nights. I have always been willing to bleed for you. Every night that we shared those deepest feelings, Shared dark secrets... I always have. Here again I feel that my painful thoughts are wandering Into starlit, dream-like visions. I can recall the pain of deep thought Pondering life and destiny Sometimes obsessed with the death of close friends. (In Winter's favourite days) Cherished and loved, Still remembered Are the ashes of smouldering embers. My soul, my heart, my eyes are ablaze In Winter's favourite days. Aureole Pale and ghost-like, the mist floats Away from the stream, that through night and day When I dream Pours forth to the desolate darkness it's song ...All night long Now the path of the morning sun is etched in earth The birth of daylight Aureole... When viewed through the night-time haze When cometh forth the rays Aureole, I'm in a trance Searching through memories of your radiance The peak of the snow-capped giant Is purpled in light And the grass with the night dew Is diamonded white The stream... Pours forth to the desolate darkness it's song ...All night long Now the path of the morning sun is etched in earth The birth of daylight Aureole... When viewed through the night-time haze When cometh forth the rays Aureole, I'm in a trance Searching through memories of your radiance Oceans Rise The sun goes down I close my eyes again Thoughts collide, then entwine I'm still searching ...And with the day's dying light The divine will arise ...And with the day's dying light The oceans rise ...And with the day's dying light. Artemis Now... I reach into your - in your slumber, hear my call God of dreams - in your sleep, the King am I Mistress of the eve - Huntress... Chaste and divine - Oh, Artemis...awaken Mistress of the eve - Huntress... For your caress, and your embrace Will you, Artemis...awaken Awaken Oh, my love, your tears fall from the sky A rain, a river, an ocean You left a mist At your fall, and the dawn You're not forgotten The morning dew reminds me of you Your pale, pale face is so enchanting ...And we adore In the sacred hours of love... Awaken. In Crimson Dreams I've struggled to find the dimmest of candlelight Under which to scrawl these morbid words Through half-hearted and mortal innocent sacrifice To dreams of the rising snake, beneath cimmerian skies From leaves that fell under Autumn strain To slowly dying embers, that crackle in the rain I am dreaming crimson dreams of you Oh, the scars carved in my body... I gave to you The fires... May your glory be jewelled With gifts of armour, worn with pride, lost in battle To the rings I wear that bear your name I am dreaming crimson dreams of you Have I ever felt this way before? Have I ever dreamed that I could be inside of you? Taste your ever sweet love Bow my head at the sound of you crying? I remember when I tasted your tears. Heart of Ebony Alone, but for your Celeste At your reverent feet, I rest And plead forgiveness I face the blinding sun And ask for my last rites Oh, Celeste... forgive me Sunset To bathe in your milky red radiance Like a God Illuminates, enraptures, captivates Woe The grey clouds are shedding tears Oh, how they weep I share their grief, and so do you I know... and you know It is clear the storms are everlasting And forever... The unspoken heart of ebony The unbroken heart of ebony The undying heart of ebony... Seems to beat not for me Oh, Woe... The grey clouds cast a shadow overhead The last sunset, your fall I dread On bruised and bended knees I throw my hands to my face And I tear shreds of skin away, in vain Forgive me. War Summer Rain As I reach my arms to you Warm summer rain, Will we never, ever breathe again? As is yours, reality Warm summer rain, Will we never, ever breathe again? I Will Bleed (Bonus track on limited edition diary/Japanese version) I could show you the darkest dark... You would never know so much pain I could cut myself in two Slip into sleep, and wake again Still with painful memories. Come down with me deeper... and further than ever before. You would never know so much pain I could cut myself in two Slip into sleep, and wake again Still with painful memories. For the task of crimson I still yearn Even through these toches, I still yearn I remember unreal deaths I remember joy I wish I could die for real. I loved you so many times (it's cruel) I have held a dying queen in my arms I have so much hate for the cruel destiny solo: Ryan/P.J. No don't slice your veins From my heart to yours I will bleed These chosen words won't fail to heal. The Unseen (Bonus track on Japanese version) In silent, solemn state of haze, Unimagined desolate shores, This is your... reality. Entranced by the endless faded eclipse I attain forbidden charm The unseen I hath seen, The unseen majestic shadow Endless and Unnerving. The auora surrounds you Adorns the garden around you of endless delights Endless, this faded eclipse. The unseen I hath seen Entranced by the faded eclipse (uncertain of reality...) Over horizon, where the joyous dead follow The fall of 1000 tears shatters the silence ...It is the crying of lost generations For an angel has died and mourning time begins.

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