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Eternal Nothing
04:10
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Waiting for the cornerstone to give way to the weight upon it. Give us blood and blame and shit that we can hang our hang-ups on. This game is played and overplayed; still no one has won. Fusion of the new and used will hide the truth away. We refuse to be confused or to play your game. We had let you have your way, now it’s time we set you free. So, we are nothing, eternally. Oh, in time we’ll come, know that in nothing, we are set free. Spreading fractures spider web as the gravity takes its toll. Despot has a woeful fate as the faithful turn away. Sit upon a tarnished throne, tainted and disdained. As your thoughts slip past your teeth the wants transmute to need. Need to see a rising-up, willful mutiny. Craving to witness a will inside, marching forward before I die. So, we are nothing, eternally. Oh, in time we’ll come, know that in nothing, we are set free. Now bound eternal, so little meaning in nothing we do. Follow words of our fathers, into the eye of a storm resolute. See the cornerstone crumble now. Look upon the castle fall. Not enough, nothing enough, so, bury it! Bury it forever! So, we are nothing, eternally. Oh, in time we’ll come, know that in nothing, we are set free. Know that in nothing, we are set free. We are nothing.
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Soulcrafice
03:56
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Human will overwhelmed, go and fly there is blood to spill. Just to taste upon your silenced tongue, rotten fruit of what once had been. In this way that we concede to our impulse desperately, everything accelerating, as another sun is setting. Darkest of our frantic actions haven’t come. Firmament will move to shone a light. Through the falling flames view a sky afire. Weary eyes expand and bare the soul. Submit to demand of this tribute. Left alone, not to die, forever you shall burn and writhe. Agony is your lonesome dream, eternal pain, only flames for light. Hearing it now, that steady march, escalate your throbbing heart. Didn’t think you’d ever witness blackest of a human regret. Feed the mighty wraith again and weep. Firmament will move to shone a light. Through the falling flames view a sky afire. Weary eyes expand and bare the soul. Submit to demand of this tribute. Forces of the dark, and your infernal wraiths, bestow your gift upon us, open up the gate. Firmament will move to shone a light. Through the falling flames view a sky afire. Weary eyes expand and bare the soul. Submit to demand of this tribute.
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Mortal Failing
03:48
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Rise of thee, a scion, brings another martyr’s end. Past glory is faded, gone, ‘til there’s nothing left. Weak willed men will whisper this, “It has come at last!” Unjust, they would leave you here alone in your unrest. Numb to stones that they cast at you; deaf to their lies, just a branding bruise. Broken seal has been exposed, so the time is nigh. Forgot prophesy disclosed unto a feeble mind. Set aside from words and thought or tremble in the wind. The foretold is drawing close with no time left to… Feel the stones that they cast at you, or hear their lies, just a branding bruise. Tasting that decay slowly spread, infect. Hearing that refrain the cycle sings again. I’m making my bid, console as you spoke; your name on my tongue, flesh the same as me. Maggots will crave a bleeding heart; ferment and roil the blood. Eternal rusty gear will turn again, keep spinning on infinite. Rise of thee, a scion, brought another martyr’s end. Glory from a point of view, etched within the dust. The meek have now won their place, in insignificance. Justice has been served again with wolf and goat abreast. Numb to stones that they cast at you; deaf to their lies, just a branding bruise. Tasting that decay slowly spread, infect. Hearing that refrain the cycle sings again. I’m making my bid, console as you spoke; your name on my tongue, flesh the same as me.
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Shadow of the Phoenix
03:42
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Raining cinders, patterns of ash; the waste decays us all. Past and gone withers, wanes. From the fallen rise. Raining cinders form a pattern now; waste decayed upon this earth. Past and gone, it will wither wane; from the former fallen rises one. Gaze across the graves unbound and rising smoke that day, there was spoke a solemn truth, we shall not forget. Gaze across all these graves unbound; Rising smoke where upon that day, there was spoke to us a solemn truth, that we shall not forget Nature of a man to disregard the lesson learned, and reprise. Tread the beaten path of all our past mistakes. Whisper truth, and only just to trust the lies. Always searching, killing, as we are in razing this place for a fortified position of some supposed truth. Everything we ever do is from this a terminal fault. Heeding these whispers of antiquity as they resonate. Bring the flames, our rebirth, let the ashes fall. Bring the flames and our rebirth. Melt the former down. Read a writing scored in the bones, heard it crackle from the embers. Severed faces, which have been drained of what once had made them men. Dead eyes there only stare blank, to the one who rises up. Always searching, killing, as we are in razing this place for a fortified position of some supposed truth. Everything we ever do is from this a terminal fault. Heeding these whispers of antiquity as they resonate. Bring the flames, our rebirth, let the ashes fall. Bring the flames and our rebirth. Melt the former down.
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Dismembered
04:03
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Disregarded arms of fate, dismembering. Old discarded scars and hearts slowly fade. So, hoard and store your broken thoughts before the storm and famine come. Disregarded arms of fate, dismembering. Old discarded scars and hearts slowly fade. So, peel the rind and look within. You’ll find the fruit had never been; empty. Eyes may look and search and stare but not behold. Led to live a leaden life, so we are told. Deep inside the human soul resides an apathy. Realize the lies in which you sink your teeth. Reawake inside this dream a faithless heathen. Ether looks inside while blind and sees a meaning. We hadn’t had a place to place the reason. It doesn’t make sense, it’s just existence’ stench. Throne is seen, seats a man born alone by lanterns dark. A scribe of scrolls untold a tale of ignorance, etched in broken stone. Disregarded arms of fate, dismembering. Old discarded scars and hearts slowly fade. So, hoard and store your broken thoughts before the storm and famine come. Eyes may look and search and stare but not behold. Led to live a leaden life, so we are told. Deep inside the human soul resides an apathy. Realize the lies in which you sink your teeth.
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Contortion Chamber
04:55
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Right now, yeah, bend until you break and broken hear you say, “I can’t take this anymore, I have to slip away and…” Find a place to be one with everything, pull the shards out and heal myself again. Just heal me, make me whole again. Just heal me so that I can come and prove my love hurting you the way you would beg of me. Proving my love by hurting you the way you would beg me to. Blinded by the sun again, silence and the dark. Wash me, heal me, I don’t see an end. I know all the things that you would beg of me, and I will love to give, now pushing myself in, deep into the dark, the agony you love. Martyr that you are, so hold me in your arms. Yeah, now, push until you ache, then burn and fall away, calm to claim the suffering, you have to slip away and… Find a place to be one with everything, pull the shards out and heal myself again. Just heal me, make me whole again. Just heal me so that I can come and prove my love hurting you the way you would beg of me. Proving my love by hurting you the way you would beg me to. Blinded by the sun again, silence and the dark. Wash me, heal me, I don’t see an end. I know all the things that you would beg of me, and I will love to give, now pushing myself in, deep into the dark, the agony you love. Martyr that you are, so hold me in your arms. Prove my love hurting you the way you would beg of me. Right now, Find my place to be one with everything, pull the shards out and heal myself again. Just heal me, make me whole again. Just heal me so that I can come.
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Marked for Ruin
04:14
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Free the beast that hides inside. Feel the pulse of nature’s tide. Rip a path and turn the dirt. Savor the burn. All the words you’re screaming now, spark the flame of others’ doubt. Something calls to claim that part; the darkest part. You are now marked. You’re marked for ruin. You are now marked. Rising of the crimson moon. Phosphorous, accelerants. Ancient tale of reckoning. This will be your last regret. This will be your end. Hear the sound, your demons call. Shadows bend and smother you. Weep at sight of silhouettes, the darkness returns. Blackened steel and bloodless ash. Flood of hate a brewing storm. A final, fateful, faithless, last regret. You are now marked. You’re marked for ruin. You are now marked.
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The Culprit
04:22
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Cannot be the culprit, obvious in your mind. Obvious in your mind. So much so, it blinds you to a truth intrinsic. Here’s a little warning, maybe you consider. Maybe you consider, all you have, hold dear, and love, is from the other. Closing, shut your eyes and cover your ears. Sewing up your lips, force it disappear. Burn your sight, nothing left to fear, no more. Do not speak, nothing there to hear, no more. Hide in quiet now, keep the others out. You the biased one, servant to belief. Spare me all your lies and pretext, all the nothing you would present. So lonely all alone in this, your self-righteous position. I don’t envy you, out in the cold, but you did this to yourself. Closing, shut your eyes and cover your ears. Sewing up your lips, force it disappear. Burn your sight, nothing left to fear, no more. Do not speak, nothing there to hear, no more. Hide in quiet now, keep the others out. You the biased one, servant to belief. Spare me all your lies and pretext, all the nothing you would present. So lonely all alone in this, your self-righteous position. I don’t envy you, out in the cold, but you did this to yourself. Cannot be the culprit, obvious in your mind. Obvious in your mind. So much so, it blinds you to a truth intrinsic. Here’s a little warning, maybe you consider. Maybe you consider, all you have, hold dear, and love, is from the other.
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Means to Sabotage
03:55
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A faded state of walking sleep, how’d I get to this familiar place? Awaken with blood on my face, I can’t recall from where it came. Inhibitions shed is my means to sabotage, myself and you. Inhibitions shed is my means to sabotage. No one, save for me, no one else to blame. I dug this pit by myself, I must dig myself out. No one, save for me, no one else to blame. I dug this pit by myself, I must dig myself out. No one else to blame, no one, save for me. I dug this pit by myself, I must dig myself out. No one else to blame, no one save for me. I dug this pit by myself, I must dig myself out.
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The Black Waltz
03:18
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Dim the light and kiss the blade. Whisper this to me and don’t you fuckin' lie. Leave his name yet unspoken, or shall relive this nightmare once again. Darkness bring us the Morningstar. Deliver us this the Morningstar. You scorn for us, so shine and take our sight. Mourn us in the dark. Do you wanna dance? Come and take my hand, I can show you how. Just a little step, just another step, closer to the edge. Trust and take my hand, now it’s time to die. Time to die. Seen the light and so betrayed. Distant are the screams hidden in the night. Must not speak, not an utterance, or shall relive the nightmare once again. Darkness bring us the Morningstar. Deliver us this the Morningstar. You scorn for us, so shine and take our sight. Mourn us in the dark. Do you wanna dance? Come and take my hand, I can show you how. Just a little step, just another step, closer to the edge. Trust and take my hand, now it’s time to die. Time to die. Just another way for us to fall or dive into the cage and lock ourselves in. Self-inflicted pain, the way we choose to give this hollow a semblance of meaning.
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