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(of doom)
01:04
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Modern Dismay
03:48
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in this age of archaic virtue
and stories of old
which hold no value
the scope of the future unknown
to deniers of the past
douse the flames, pull your
charred skull out
from the burning coals
scorched soul
surely this disparity
between the righteous and the damned
was his to oversee
a contrary possession of might
the scope of the future unknown
to deniers of the past
we set our sights
for the new world
standing at the threshold
of the precipice
watch as we tumble down
the concept of humanity
is supple and ripe
while you sharpen your shining teeth
this decrepit self-deception
fret the darkest shadow before your eyes,
but cast by your own light
douse the flames, pull your
charred skull out
from the burning coals
scorched soul
we set our sights
for the new world
standing at the threshold
of the precipice
watch as we tumble down
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this bond of blood
a lasting contention
this bond of blood
a frame of pretension
enter this atmosphere by hydrogenic spheres
nooses set afloat by singular nuclei
a single spark will ignite the skies
ablaze in this darkened night
as the flames consume humanity
our escape from mundanity
spoon-fed thoughts of our reckoning
set into being,
randomly assembled by
all that’s come to pass
pushed into the chaos of existence
this bond of blood
a lasting contention
this bond of blood
a frame of pretension
these bonds permeate
will they tie us together
forever in covalence
our forward trajectory determined
by a shared sorrow
I hold what you fail to reach
will I pull away
from this unrelenting torrent
do I push back
at this suffocating truth
that we all bury our own
(this bond of blood
a lasting contention
this bond of blood
a frame of pretension)
set into being,
randomly assembled by
all that’s come to pass
pushed into the chaos of existence
this bond of blood
a lasting contention
this bond of blood
a frame of pretension
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Rotting Away
04:14
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welcoming in a great torrent of dismay
existence in wild disarray
constant pain all for naught
breathing lung after lung of putrid air
skin of pale death rotting away
human toil and its indisposition
causes this perpetual consternation
a constant search for answers
to the questions of a universe so cold
mirrors crack and the only reflection you see
is one of darkness
a constant search for answers
you will find no solace here
the light from these cracks only serve blind us
breathing lung after lung of putrid air
skin of pale death rotting away
a constant search for answers
to the questions of a universe so cold
mirrors crack and the only reflection you see
is one of darkness
a constant search for answers
your unease speaks volumes
as to what I’ve become
welcoming in a great torrent of dismay
existence in wild disarray
I discern nothing beyond my trembling breath
breathing lung after lung of putrid air
skin of pale death rotting away
human toil and its indisposition
causes this perpetual consternation
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As Shadows Grow Long
04:05
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born into unbecoming skin
a discordant conflict
the end of the world we built
we sought so long
cutting clean without a trace of guilt
on this day, justice be done
born into unbecoming skin
a discordant conflict
patience thin and morals derelict
a discordant conflict
shadows grow long
in the evening sun
on the barren wastes
we seek our solace
a discordant conflict
dear leaders give us hope
but leave us starving
for any kind of decency
something’s gotta give
where’s our humanity
shadows grow long
in the evening sun
on the barren wastes
we seek our solace
a discordant conflict
paving a path with no end
punished and pushed to the brink
we seek now the clean air
among the mountain tops
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Black Earth
03:03
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a sight beyond reason
in a grounded gaze: fate draws near
now we are beholding the burning heavenly bodies
fate draws near
how long
will the stars burn in the skies
the passing of a detrimental spectacle
the denizens of this black earth
behold the detrimental spectacle
the stories we read, the tales that we told,
they held us together
before the crumbling of our wills
our common conscience lies lifeless
buried beneath benevolent dirt
a projection of the past beneath benevolent dirt
our common conscience lies lifeless
how long
will the stars burn in the skies
the passing of a detrimental spectacle
the denizens of this black earth
behold the detrimental spectacle
I will turn over every fucking single inch of the Earth
mountains demolished
nothing will bring me peace
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from everything to nothing
endless amounts of wasted potential
I carry forever
my greatest source of dismay
are my thoughts of the future
weary and motionless
the past has given way to so much to live up to
I lie here petrified
unworthy of this life
that I’m born into
bodies in painful motion
the sanguine lead smashing through their veins
unable to recall a time that wasn’t now
it never ends
I despise this prison of flesh
nothing ever stops, I just can’t see an end to this
no, it just never ends
we are starving our dreary minds
all our lives we fought
there’s no way out
torn asunder again
so little will to live
how much do we have to lose
no strength to go on
so little will to live
no strength to go on
disharmonic vessels
covered in shrinking skin
crushing their hearts
overflowing with melancholy
I despise this prison of flesh
nothing ever stops, I just can’t see an end to this
no, it just never ends
we are starving our dreary minds
all our lives we fought
there’s no way out
from everything to nothing
endless amounts of wasted potential
I carry forever
no strength to go on
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Carnation
05:05
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9. |
Eternal Change
03:36
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eternal change
just a shade of who we thought we would be
the cinders scale my shell from feet to hip
swallow me whole and spit me out broken down
my one remaining grimace: the toll of time
my arbitrary form
my duty to bear it
it’s not the same mind
not the same matter
my derelict disguise
we are more fists than heart
the walls fall apart
this blessed end, a new start
radiating eternal change
I set my sights towards the flourishing sun
colliding, we absorb
the fusion
it changes us
my future
looks me dead in the eye
it’s not the same mind
not the same matter
my derelict disguise
we are more fists than heart
the walls fall apart
this blessed end, a new start
this blessed end, a new start
eternal change
my future
looks me dead in the eye
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Risen
03:28
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lost from the start
our common misconceptions of fate
drag us down
through the dirt we must rise
another dreamless sleep
left me in doubt of my means
of darkness we sow flowerless fields
countless sunless skies
out of my mind
thrown into the world
fate drags us down
through the dirt we will grow and
blossom all at once
this chronic misery
leans on one as all
as this tragic catastrophe
unwinds our mortal coil
the skies come unhinged
this tragic catastrophe
the dying pulse of the Earth
endless freezing nights
has left my teeth ground to dust
striding paces innumerable
soul of glass, form as arbitrary as everything is
this chronic misery
leans on one as all
as this tragic catastrophe
unwinds our mortal coil
the skies come unhinged
this tragic catastrophe
the dying pulse of the Earth
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Essence
01:41
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12. |
A Breath of the Dirt
03:37
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in moments of withheld connection
seeking the wisdom of old gods
the truth carried by the sigh of the wind
and the soundless pulse of stoic stone
in moments of withheld connection
we seek the wisdom of the old gods
blind to the world that surrounds us
numb to the tender embrace of the atmosphere
what is man but a breath of the dirt
drifting so far from its mortal origin
stillness
solace lost forever
unfeeling of the air in your lungs
seeking purpose above
blind to the world that surrounds us
numb to nature’s tender embrace
what is man but a breath of the dirt
drifting so far from its mortal origin
stillness
solace lost forever
in moments of withheld connection
seeking the wisdom of the old gods
shifting the focus
in search of inner peace
inhale a tiny fraction of awe
blind to the world that surrounds us
a fucking speck of dust
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13. |
The Path to Peace
06:15
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marching at a glacial pace
dragging their feet towards the precipice
in and out of consciousness
drifting away from this world
defying the bitterest cold
that deadened every single sense
bleeding for something that was never worth it
and never again; in a permanent, torpid state
a disheartened chorus for the jaded and sick
pierces the silence of sleep
spite palpable in the air so thick
the lives we lead, thinking we’re on the path to peace
up this mountain so steep
we’re all so hopelessly hopeful
clawing our way through
lives of sickness
a disheartened chorus for the jaded and sick
pierces the silence of sleep
spite palpable in the air so thick
the lives we lead, thinking we’re on the path to peace
up this mountain so steep
broken bones upon the treacherous stone
waves of regret
smash against my being
until they carry me
into a sea of shame
heavy as the stones we throw
horrid and longing as my thoughts of you
another wasted chance for us to grow
though now finally
we are through regressing
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Nothing Noble Denmark
Modern metal, utilizing heavy, syncopated grooves and alternating dynamics to great effect, while still focusing on atmosphere and strong melodies.
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