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Plague
Pestilence
Suffered to live by an act of regret
Swarm
Malignance
Infected and leprous and blind
An abscess, a festering hole
A Venus with bubonic pustules adorned
Branding, scarring, piercing the flesh
Pitiful, selfish and trite
For once in a lifetime all the pieces falling into their place
To watch another childhood burn
Surmising grace, unchanging
Silhouettes caress the flames that
Consume their words
Let it all burn
Corona dentata
Helios oscura
Abortionist, clandestine kill
Adonis with cancerous lesions arrayed
Crawling, begging, following blind
Pitiful, weak and benign
There is no phoenix to rise from these ashes
No messiah to forgive us for what we’ve done
There will be no rapture to rescue us from a dying planet
Only through suffering can we heal
Let it all burn
For once in a lifetime all the pieces fell into their place
To watch another childhood burn
Surmising grace, unchanging
Silhouettes caressed the flames and
Consumed their words
Let it all burn
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Watch as I turn time to dust again
See the final tower fall
Oh Lord, for these our sins
We deserve your eternal punishment
Father, for these your sins
My footprints in the sand are traced in blood
Leading to surrender
Suffer
Sulfurous air I breathe
Writhing below
Only the dead have seen the end
Like shouting in tongues
Cacophonous shrieks assail deaf ears
Fear them not
The wounded will be left behind
The wounded will be left behind
To rot in our sight
Martyred to spite
The foolish who seek contentment
Oh, how art thou fallen, Babylon!
See the dust that gathers now upon your shrine
Turning away, burning away the shroud
That covers our eyes
The truth in discord will lie
Peace still comes solely through entropy
Sleeping horrors in the corners
Of eyes that shrink from all they have wrought
The silence a prelude to torment
Decision in remission
The wolves now prowl through the forests of discontent
The cold night weeps for thee
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Malice
04:23
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If I offered you my life
Would you take it please?
If I offered you death
Would you come with me?
If I sold my pride
Could it buy a memory?
And would I be alive
Or just like every single broken cold machine
I’m taking and breaking apart?
At the queen’s behest
Painting roses red
They all wilt away
As I’m stepping through he watches me
The clock grinds to a halt
Suddenly she falls asleep
Let us count the faults
‘Ere we choose our sides
Desolate, insensate, inconsiderate
Cerebrate, contemplate, and retaliate
Focus on what is most unimportant
Selfless, helpless, is there any difference?
If it isn’t broken, no need to repair it
If it isn’t broken, don’t fucking repair it
Grinding to a halt
Set the traps in haste
All the pawns in place
As the rain subsides
Shall we finally finish this game?
Time won’t fly
As we’ve exscinded its wings
But when the first heart stops
The clock restarts
The time has come, my little friends
To talk of many things
Of guillotines and shallow graves
And severed puppet strings
Will there be tears or jubilation?
(Will) there be sun or winter storm?
How does the story end
When malice in wonderland arrives?
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300
04:28
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I've built my bridges
And burned even more
Forgotten more than I know
Now that we've drifted
So far from the shore
I'd rather weigh anchor and go
Seven years dissonance
And one more of song
With barely a penny's reward
Seems there's a difference
‘tween where we belong
And where we have come to be moored
300 days and 300 nights
Seems like a thousand or more
So after 300 days and 300 nights
Can't there be 300 more?
Sleeping in gutters
Has lost all its charm
The rain never fails to find me now
Unwilling passengers
Men overboard
We'd swim if we just knew how
300 days and 300 nights
Seems like a decade or so
So after 300 days and 300 nights
I'll call this place home no more
When the smoke rises from our graves
They'll sing no songs in our honor
Departing the faithful seems untrue
But I've no one left to save
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5. |
Tempus Fugit
04:02
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Joik
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Herald the Dawn
04:49
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Tried to live
In a house without windows
Tried to clear
The temple of all sinners
Tried to see
The sun without it blinding me
Tried to hide all the lies
Soon the daylight will go on its way
And we will be the stars that defy the dark
Tried to lead
On a path without straying
Tried to hold
The future in a bottle
Tried to see
The storm without it drowning me
Tried to bind the hands of time
Soon the daylight will go on its way
And we will be the stars that defy the dark
One moment in silence
Will kill us if we let it
As fleeting thoughts take us home
A loathing betrothing
Us to the end
As broken wings fly again
Soon the daylight will go on its way
And we will be the stars that herald the dawn
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Where have the monsters gone?
You said, you swore, you would wait for me
Should I return, my crown to reclaim
Nonexistent, hardly breathing
You shame me through yourselves
The past is broken
The pile undone
No sword in my back, but none by my side
The legions indifferent, the battlefield empty
A win by default, a loss in reality
So far I’ve traveled, nowhere have I gone
Young and the restless, the old and decrepit
The ravens that stood on my shoulders have flown
Scavengers watching, they remain with me
To herald my coming and see to my end
Bound, gagged, masochist machismo
Held back, left to wander now…
Here where the wild things aren’t
The forests weep in silence
Even the sea for solace moans
Its shores are tainted
Only the ghosts who haunt it know
Only they remember
Now
Venus in limbo, Vulcan’s forge silent
Redemption, rebirth
Sweep the vermin from the earth
Rebuild the fires of the past
Inception in turns
Receive but what we’ve earned
Invert the sacred, revere the iconoclast
Our sanctum defiled, our paradise vanquished
The idols we placed on our altars have crumbled
To dust in this desolate, forsaken wasteland
Bled but unbroken the veins now swell shut
The castles we built, the ground where our children played
Burned or abandoned to time and decay
Left like a whore on the side of a roadway
Beaten and bloodied and fucked into her grave
Bound, gagged, masochist machismo
Held back, left to wander now…
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8. |
No Sunshine
02:30
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White Lies In Red
05:11
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Comfort in silence
Hills once white now hued with wilting violets
Three thousand days and I'll regret them all except for one
And all I've done
And what would I give
To have this torn from me
These filthy towers
Erected in my name
And what would I do to tear asunder all my memory
These hands don't ache to grasp your throat
These eyes aren't painted crimson
These walls aren't begging for your blood
And your sins have been forgiven
My tome of lies
I’m tearing pages under darkening skies
See the curtain fall on this sick tragedy of one
Before it’s done
Sleeping now in silk adorned
Nailed onto the cross I bore
Porcelain, a frozen sea
Quells the flames that burn and rage in me
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10. |
Genesis of a Terminus
01:15
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[Instrumental]
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11. |
On Cursed Wings
10:25
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Through forests by starlight
I sought to unbind
The ghost I had captured
And held in my mind
Bisecting cloudless skies
The dread star Wormwood fell
With ignored prophecies in tow
In ovine vestments
To the slaughter came the wolf
A covert curse from Eden thrown
So gilded my coffin
So dark was the shroud
Before the nails were driven
Destined for the ground
A sentient corpse-to-be
A living mannequin
Revive it, breathe the life in now
The walking dead becomes a Lazarus in lace
The rot within shows not without
Suppress the sorrow, be still
Let tomorrow redeem you
Immersion
The worst is yet to come
A silver wraith
Now rakes its golden claws across our backs
Perversion
The Virgin weeps alone outside the gates
Her sorrow drowned by laughter as the cross evaporates
Yet we never cared
Promised all and recanted
For a fallen angel’s sins
Are many
And seldom repented
A lunar revelry, a dance slow and spiteful
The snakes come squirming, but no threat to survival
Raising maypoles fit but for one’s amusement
Eyes are shut, fists are clenched, make the viable useless
The sky glows red with shooting stars burning molten
Falling uselessly to earth like dry, leaden abortions
No matter the end
There can be no refusal
What’s done is done before it’s done
A siren’s song never heals
The wounds it’s inflicted
What’s done is done, never undone
Morrigan’s child, a raven in vitro
Spawn of the ashes, a phoenix malign
Cemetarial diseased plague hound
Now face this, the sword of mankind
Cleanse all your sins and cauterize trespass
As your god cleansed Sodom by fire
Masterpiece; medium: hot coal on flesh
Chasten the tongue of the liar
Swimming in seas
Of red and unconscious
A dreaming? A truth?
So little importance
Removing viscera, untwining sinew
As songs ‘ere unheard are so fervently sung
Hysterical, myriad curses are spewed
As eternity ends and the remnants are hewn
Moloch! Belial!
Claim now your servant’s life
Such indignant pride from one who now plays host to flies
Take back your child
Fat from the seeds sown in it
The land is leeched, the crop soon dies
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