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Amen
05:16
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Silence at the altar
Violence on the wind
Defiling the devout
Innocent when you dream
All eyes on me
You stare but you still can't see
Amen
Golden age is gone
A new guard taken hold
All humanity running cold
Into a failing future
Hypocrites of the brimstone
Let me hear your prayers
Remnants of a fallen age
Atrocity in your tears
Wilting beacon of acridity
Sigil of a coven masquerading a cross
Neglected heavenly majesty
No final act for the dear departed
Ethical putrefaction
Longing for the endtime
Revenants in abandoned faith
Profanity of the mind
Subjugation raining down in eleventh hour
Fear governs untruth at endtime
Trepidation burial, but a shadow of a man
Dark intentions from a perfect promise
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2. |
Visitors
03:54
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Filthy images sanitize the fragile mind
Degenerate society will masquerade as fine
Mental illnesses if they read between the lines
Pacify the asinine, depravity-blind
They are watching us
Free speech labeled cancerous
They are watching us
Echo chamber cries cavernous
Philosophically willing to inflict abject pain
Psychologically ill-prepared for the disdain
Neurological disregard
An impure revelation
Delirium blinds the scarred
The advent mutilation
They are watching us
Self-righteous and cadaverous
They are watching us
Moralizing grow ravenous
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3. |
The Rotting Congregation
02:01
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Hello, I am dying
Existing on nothing but pills
Eating away at my liver and lungs
Disease has stripped me of my will
Hello, I am dying
91 years have passed
Decrepit grow my body and mind
May this day please be my last
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4. |
Something To Fear
04:49
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There's a silhouette
Yes, a presence in the window
And it just won't leave me be
(Be)fore everything collapses,
Down on your knees
Lovelorn theatrical guilt
All difference of opinion will be condemned
Through the miles of broken glass (an endless prostration)
Origin of the dogma, yearn to live again
Blinded faith, holy jester veneration
"Act of God," means to an end
Or exploitation of tragedy
Sacrificial lambs playing pretend
And longing for something to fear
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5. |
Razor Wire Halo
02:04
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6. |
Demigogue
05:43
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Fixation, cynical but not immune
Purgation, ideal the freezing tomb
Distortion, fracture stable mind
Predation, we'll leave subversion hell behind
Failure to comprehend
Defection, a reason to sin
Failure to comprehend
Mistakes that time cannot me nd
Meditation, trial by fire, holy rebirth
Levitation, witch-burning, return to the earth
Falling on the sword
Comatose cannot pull the cord
A bastardous accord
Rejected by a vermin horde
A stagnant putrid haze
Comatose beyond vacant gaze
Impurity ablaze
Forgotten in the mental maze
Prodigious friend of lunacy
With absurdist final act
Cult of abnormality
This is my wonderland
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7. |
A Sickening Display
04:58
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Infestation
Destitution
Hell gradation
Rational, factual bastardization
Falling into nowhere
Track marks and empty stares
A truly bleak affair
Life of rot, a tragic cross to bear
Sickness of the mind
Decay and blight, to the soul they bind
Unable to feel
Infection flooding the vein surreal
Into the gutter
A sickening display
I'm dying to live again
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8. |
Dissociation Trance
05:29
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9. |
LostUnraveling
04:08
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Desperate streams of sweat
Like needles to swollen eyes
The forest a gaussian blur
Deep wounds a haven for flies
Stray limbs invade the flesh
Only wildlife dares to breathe
Lost, unraveling
With vital trail still painting the leaves
Each twig and vine a martyr
Procession of hunt makes way
They were once my brethren
Now I'm just their prey
More anatomy broken
Abnegation drowned out by pain
Lost, unraveling
A sheep bleeding out in the rain
Not all ashes come of flames
Phoenix decay from the outside in
This machine keeps rusting away
In dying light they pull the linchpin
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10. |
Vultures
04:17
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Alone in a crowded room
All eyes are on me again
My optimism devolves
It becomes a flurry of delirium
Perpetual faceless mourning
To honor the tainted fiction
Bereavement rendered hollow
Duplicitous grieving
Morality left to the wolves
As mortality meets the earth
Embalmed the wayward spirit
But the heart was still beating
There was nothing more to give
As humanity left
Scapegoat born rapacious light
Refuge fall forever night
Pick my bones
Victim through the world unseen
A final waking fever dream
Pick my bones
For the carnival of crones
Liars may find bridges to burn
Thieves may want what others earn
But for the truly awful of us
Six feet deep is never enough
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