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A Prayer in the Night

by Jihad

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Sub-society among this world of wrong or right The sweet perfume of incense carries prayers in the night An open window frees the smoke of vengeance laced with spite As messenger the wind will carry what it might The wisdom of a thousand generations hand in hand Bring secrets guarded with the lives of people of the land So be it fate or destiny or power of desire An element of earth and wind and water and of fire Some people don't believe in what they do not understand Traditional beliefs have always reigned with upper hand Without expiration there are many who have died Just coincidence perhaps or maybe hands that hide Do what you will with the art of black or white In this world a bond exists between a wrong and right Natural laws and energies amidst the atmosphere With disembodied souls of good but evil always near
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After tonight I'll never be the same again I'm so awake I can't go back to sleep again Kidnapped by an angel from this life I've lived in vain Abducted from my punishments of everlasting pain Submerged in sin I wear a halo of flies above my head For the wicked I have done and all the evils I have said "So Free yourself from guilt", she said, "Forever walk in peace" "This self-inflicted persecution must finally rest and cease" "Many times I've saved you from yourself, you know The countless times throughout your life when you were low The world and all it's wisdom still has much to learn And the souls of all its children never live to burn" We traveled far away to a place I've never been For me to cast and purge and let the waters cleanse my sin "Release your demons now. Let them come to me And captivate your fears no more and set them free For the world and all its wisdom still has much to learn And the souls of all its children do not live to burn No religion of this world has ever saved a man Only love that's pure without condition truly can" "So wound yourself no more and let them finally heal And maybe when you're ready you can learn to feel And many times I've saved you from yourself you know The countless times throughout your life when you were low I walked unseen amongst you as the cure of your infection And entered through your heart my dear and passed without detection The root of all your dreams for I am near when you're asleep To guard you from the evil in the night when loathsome creep"
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Killobyte 05:26
A system ready to accept command the host that transfers dreams An alternate realty damn this future's right for me Data objects to connect cross the globe for worlds to see Resource files to collect beyond a mind's eye is fantasy Welcome to the new world that's as real as life and here today KillObyte technology the future that is here to stay Futuristic way of life transfer packets through the node A power granted for the taking so have a taste let's pave the road Generations coming forth will view this age as obsolete Advancements in technology are nothing more than temporary Allocations pass the test a virus found in sector four There's system damage to correct access granted through the door Automation smash the grid contaminate without a trace Flush into oblivion let's get lost in cyberspace
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I dreamed I was omniscient and the keeper of the glass And the focus of attention as the center of the mass I was everywhere at once and I was loved by everyone My kingdom everlasting and on earth my will was done I walked unseen amongst them as the cure of all infection And entered through the looking glass and passed without reflection The key to all their dreams for I was near when they would sleep To guard them from the evil in the night when loathsome creep A sense of humor you must have For everything you've done Am I without purpose father? Is this all just fun? But in reality I'm nothing more than mortal sin Through the power of temptation I am often giving in Another grain of sand I sit before the beach of life Sometimes it's paradise for me then cuts me like a knife My days are more or less routine and dusk is much the same It seems there are no winners only victims of this game And life can be so cruel and lonesome seldom is it fair A silly game of masquerade when people say they care Maybe when I pass beyond and venture time and space I'll find within a peace and happiness in my own place A sense of humor you must have for everything you've done Am I without purpose father? Is this all just fun? I'm only twenty-six and know that life has just begun I find I'm often hiding for I've nowhere left to run I'm waiting for a revelation waiting for a clue And waiting for direction for I know not what to do
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A mirror-cipher for revenge to curse the man who serves me ill I right the wrongs that have been done of molded fate and steer his will I make of wax an image small and cast it in a boiling pot Of molten form beneath the surface so deep within commence to rot An evil figure lies within The mirror's smooth and silver skin Let all my darkest works be done By hands that hide from sight and sun Light the candles and see the fire and wake the damned to do my bid I feel the power of suggestion my enemies I pray to rid So turn to stone from front to back the nights of terror without sleep In your coffin your limbs are bound thy face the loathsomeness shall creep Prepare the table and mark the stone I'll focus on your eternal doom Apply the poisons to address the one I target to entomb Beneath the surface you'll feel the wrath your eyes will never again see the light Such acts of retribution be the victim to my spell tonight
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Lucid Living 05:44
My body's burning soul aflame in agonizing pain What can I do to cease this torture's driving me insane Descending through the frames of time I should have never tried To find the threshold to the past am I alive or have I died Mother earth is screaming for I've disappeared without a trace Father time is cursing at this paradox in his embrace Haunting like a ghost of static form but without mass Lucid living drains the sands that dare defy the hour glass Reaching for a method to this madness that is all so clear Seeking all the answers in a realm without a time or year I’m trapped inside this vacuum dazed my thoughts I find I can't collect Energies revolve around the life I live in retrospect I question my existence though I feel there's nothing more to say I caught a glimpse of yet to come while watching scenes from yesterday Flash before my eyes mistakes of old and distant past Preview to a future that appears to be so dark and vast I gamble with the stakes of global time and constant space Fate again has dealt the hand and yet it seems I've palmed the ace Time cannot exist throughout this sinister abyss When all events beheld are unified and simultaneous Stepping through dimensions of uncertainty where nothing's pure A bitter shriek of emptiness I don't know if I can endure My journey has revealed the story of a plot in store for me Kinetic death - the price to pay to animate this fantasy My time is growing short and near I fear there's nothing more to see I vaporize and vanish in a brief forgotten history
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She sits before her vanity to brush her long black hair Her eyes are fixed and focused but with much intention in her stare The looking glass makes promises of fortune and of fame And whispers many tales of glamour and a plot from which it came Looking glass - Confide in me Looking glass - You cried for me Looking glass - You died for me Looking glass - You lied to me It tells her much about the world and people from its past And reveals that she is not the first and would not be the last It preaches words of wisdom and of vast philosophy And of places and of people present that we could not always see The witching hour close at hand against the clock it could not race Admiration for her beauty and a thirst for her embrace It beckons her approach and for a chance to meet her face to face She reaches through its silver skin and disappears without a trace
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Spectre 08:52
Tonight I walk through walls and penetrate the cobblestone Defying all belief it's here I walk and walk alone It's damp outside it's cold and gray and leaves have withered dead So desolate a place my soul is beckoned and is led A snicker from a harvest moon the planes descending fast A candle mass is hiding all the secrets from the past Prop the top the music box with chimes of melody A voodoo doll is lurking in the shadows stalking me Running through the house I'm running running for my life Something in the house is caught holding the knife The walls replay impressions of misfortune and distress Resurrection Mary is dancing in her party dress An open window frees the smoke of vengeance laced with spite So venture lifeless journeys drain and drink tonight Halls of mirrors swinging knives and circus clowns of sin An alchemist is cursing at a leprechaun and mannequin Old man elderly is cackling from the second floor Waltzing down the stairs Virginia fifty dollar whore Automatic writing limbo feeds the hand that bits Of levitation meditation years or gutter nights Running through the house I'm running running for my life Something in the house is left holding the knife The walls replay impressions of misfortune and distress Resurrection Mary is dancing in her party dress Jack be nimble in the cellar light the candle stick Hands That Hide from sight and sun will always do the trick Defying all belief it's here I walk and walk alone Tonight I walk through walls and penetrate the cobblestone Running through the house I'm running running for my life Something in the house is lurking holding the knife The walls replay impressions of misfortune and distress Resurrection Mary is dancing in her party dress Limit skies the dead shall rise a compromising plea So prop the top Pandora's box with chimes of melody A painted smile suicide through oracle planchette Russian séance spins the wheel gambling roulette Jack be nimble in the cellar light the candle stick Hands that hide from sight and sun will always do the trick Defying all belief it's here I walk and walk alone Tonight I walk through walls and penetrate the cobblestone
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Here I go again just when I said it was the last This private crucifixion crimes of passion from the past Another day a gutter night of pain and agony A guilty Flying Dutchman sentence suffering for me But life goes on and on and on and friends all come and go These simple facts of life are what I've come to learn and know Another tattered page confession in my diary A plea to leave what’s past behind and focus yet to see For once I've peace of mind and everything appears so clear I've conquered all my problems and confronted my own fears My life has been a punishment until I climbed aboard And time is but a luxury I once could not afford My phantom doomed to sail the earth for all eternity A guilty Flying Dutchman sentence suffering for me The myth incarnate afterlife for all the world to see A nightmare of a dream an alternate reality So read my epitaph before you turn and say good-bye You've told me that you hate me but I know that it’s a lie For I've yet to find my purpose on this ocean cruise of life Sometimes its paradise for me then cuts me like a knife It reads: "Passenger and prisoner so genuine and pure A personality so dark deceptive and obscure Never truly free of conscience and guilty of his crime He's dead to the world forever after lost in time"
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Living now; It all exists. Imagery and dissonance. Watching, waiting everyday. I see it all. It's gone away. It's gone away... Never really knowing why. It crossed my mind a thousand times. Should I speak or should I sigh. I live to know I lose my mind. Event now; Even then; It all just constitutes my sin. Wishful thinking gone astray. I watch you fall. You make me pray. You make me pray... Nothing matters nothing goes. Restrain myself from all of this pain I watch it fade. I own it all but nothing stays. It never really stays. Just fades away... Just fades away... Movements past. Matters grey. I held it high above but nothing stays. Never really knowing why. It crossed my mind a thousand times. Should I speak or should I sigh. I live to know I lose my mind. Event now; Even then; It all just constitutes my sin. Wishful thinking gone astray. I watch you fall. You make me pray. You make me pray... I go on living in the past. The best for worst I leave it now. I bury my thoughts they still exist. Nevermind it all conflicts. Nevermind... Never really knowing why. It crossed my mind a thousand times. Should I speak or should I sigh. I live to know I lose my mind. Event now; Even then; It all just constitutes my sin. Wishful thinking gone astray. I watch you fall. You make me pray. You make me pray... I close my eyes. I shut them tight. You're still in me I can not fight. You lay me down. I can not win. You make me stay. Now I begin. Never really knowing why. It crossed my mind a thousand times. Should I speak or should I sigh. I live to know I lose my mind. Event now; Even then; It all just constitutes my sin. Wishful thinking gone astray. I watch you fall. You make me pray.

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released May 1, 1997

Lyrics / Vocals: Rich Mendez
Programming / Electronics: James Mendez
Mastered By: Ric Laciak

All vocals by Rich Mendez except Killobyte (Taipei Mix) vocals by James Mendez.

Mastered for compact disc by Ric Laciak at RD Digital
Booklet with Inlay graphics and layout by Ras Dva
Front cover graphics and layout by Chad Authier

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Jihad San Antonio, Texas

Jihad initially included brothers James (Music) and Rich Mendez (Vocals), but now consists of only James. He was originally influenced by association with the Dassings & his brother's Benestrophe project since it began sometime between 1987 - 1988. Jihad became known for their song titled, Hands That Hide, featured on the quadruple CD collection from RAS DVA called, There Is No Time. ... more

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