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This has been weighing down my heart.
Fighting for a dream that could cost me
Loss of my family and friends.
Left wondering if they figure I'd amount to something.
Yet I've torched a passion that I will pursue.
Devoted. Mind, body, soul.
When I lay my head down and take my last breath,
I'll rest easy knowing I gave it my all and that I had nothing left.
Refusing to wait and hope for luck.
Hard work and striving will pertain me to where I need to be.
Try and stand in my way, you will find yourself
Left behind with the fakes and the ones that have lied to my face.
Born into this world with almost everyone doubting my dreams,
I'll never see you again, but I'll make sure that they see me.
I've always lived this way, this is my passion my flame
Is getting brighter, it's growing higher.
I dont care what you have to say (I'll keep pushing this way), I will keep living this way.
Through all of the pain and all of the lies, I hope you know I took control of my life.
What's a life without a goal? I'll reach mine, I'll take what's mine
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Widow - Desperation
03:39
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Get out
I can still taste your skin
It reeks of all the other lips that kissed it
Hedonist, with your legs open
The better to incite a foreign sin with
I'm so broken and sick
Optimism is a euphemism for delusion
When all is said and over with,
You're desperate for attention.
Sanity is slowly slipping,
I can't live this way,
I would rather constantly convince myself that I'm alright.
I swallow you down in a bottomless glass
I can stop when I want, I just want this to last.
Disillusion myself so we don't have a past,
Sew our limbs together so we'll stay attached.
I'm impressed by your feigned affection, insincere repentance,
ignorant intentions
But something inside me finds a way to think that you're not wrong,
Our makeshift mends are delicate and we know we don't belong.
I'm still here, against my will, should've folded so long ago.
Deception lies in your lion's teeth that grab me by the throat.
I swallow you down in a bottomless glass,
I can stop when I want, I just need this to last.
We'll maintain our stasis with a fake charade of grace
and I'll embrace every word just for another taste.
Chimera of my dreams, you're my everything.
And when I close my eyes, you're all that I see.
Get out
I can still taste your skin
It reeks of all the other lips that kissed it
Hedonist, with your legs open
The better to incite a foreign sin with
I'm still broken and sick
Pessimism is the only reasonable conviction.
When all is said and over with, I'm desperate for this fiction.
(I'm pathetic,
You're synthetic)
Fuck,
My metathetic rhetoric is cynical and lyrical
Cyclical and personal
I'm such a fucking fool for you.
My metathetic rhetoric is cynical and lyrical.
Cyclical and personal.
I'm such a fucking fool for you.
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(Look into my eyes, look what seems to lie, my disguise
I live inside your life, and you live in mine, I'm paralyzed)2x
I can not stand my own reflection. Who am i deep inside.
These mirrors show me a brittle shell, brittle shell and
broken disguise.
These mirrors they chip through these bricks,
these bricks I've learned to call my eyes.
They rip my leather disguise. My reflection lies to me
showing me lies.
These mirrors always showing me lies.
Look into my eyes, look what seems to lie,
my disguise.
(These mirrors, they shatter my skin they show me who i am,
they show me what i am)2x
Look at me, man in the mirror, show me how to pave the way for us both
into coexisting life.
(My shadow constrains me, my reflections my enemy, my lyrics portray me,
my actions betray me)2x My actions betray me with every step i take.
I live inside your life, and you live in mine, and i'm paralyzed.
(These mirrors, they shatter my skin they show me who i am,
they show me what i am)2x
(I rot away)3x
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Depravity.
This is the decision of the higher ones. (Higher ones)
A thought to become more than yourselves.
Look towards the sky, the planets align.
The blueprints of the undying architect.
One body. One mind, One soul.
Absolute mind control.
The whispers of the dead are trapped inside your head.
This is spiritual molecular absorption.
This world will fall to the throne of ultimate infection.
In death you will find absolute salvation.
Your personal wars elevate to detest your morals.
As we become the absolute reincarnation of self hatred.
I saw my soul rise above my vessel,
You will see your true maker motherfucker.
A world full of lies.
A God that only dies.
A question that will never be satisfied.
You think you know but you have no fucking clue.
You will be brain washed.
You will be brainwashed to perform one function.
Know God Know fear, No God No fear.
You will be cleansed of your possessions.
This world will fall to the throne of ultimate infection.
In death you will find absolute salvation
Know God Know fear, No God No fear.
You will be cleansed of your possesions.
Manipulate. Kill. Digest. Regenerate. (Regenerate them all)
Manipulate. Kill. Digest. Regenerate them all.
Prepare to begin the cycle of rebirth.
I saw my soul, rise above my vessel,
You will see your true maker.
All Hope Is Lost
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I have entered tribulation from this oppression
The disease grows from the cross that I carry on my back
Exposed and marked as a beast not only as a wretch but also as a demon
As the sin rolls back into my eyes my spine caves in as I vomit forth these lies
As father calls into the realm I can’t even handle the fucking smell
Flesh is too much to bare for a sick sadistic being
Men fall silent in the eyes of a god that does not exist
Now watch as the sky turns red and Eden falls to the fucking ground
Burning every page that was ever written this is my sermon of filth
My sermon of filth
Self-afflictions causing me to resurrect the demon that once lied within this skin
Decipher everything I know between everything you are you create these lies to blind before their eyes
God come down and equal yourself to humanity
I hold the rotting gospel in my hands the darkening of heaven has begun
My sermon has been heard through out this filthy land and now it’s time for the numb to feel again
These foundations you’ve built cannot withstand the scourge of mankind
Inhaling hate and exhaling lies
This is a vile extermination altars of false beliefs fall to their knees
As they cry out in pity for the damned exposed and wretched lying on the ground
Darkened angels fall to the earth as I call out your messiah he shows his true colors with his blood I flood this night and end all creation
If heaven won’t take me then I’ll take heaven
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the slaughter takes place in the dark forsaken time of your past!
the needle stings your face. god is calling at last.
there's a light on chest my son. as you're the twat who's blessed for once!
start spreading the words as here you are. the gods chosen one, a shining star.
but i will never be faithful to your believes, it's time to break your neck before you spread your seeds.
try to run away now.
you point your eyes at the sky.
looking for answers.
please god don´t let me die!
but there's no one there. why?
you're on your own, not much to see, i left when god didn't answer me!
you have given up. put your live in his hands. it did not go as planned!!
i´ll rip the faces of the weak and the believing men.
i have scarred you once and i will scar you once again.
and when i´ll catch you, you´ll be sitting on your fucking knees!
and you will pray pray pray to your false believes!
in this forest im the one who decides.
WHO WILL LIVE - WHO WILL DIE
you think you have a fucking hard time?
but without god you'll have to fight your own life!
i'm not pointing out what to do, i'll point my finger straight at you
this time it's you and me and no-one here to you yell for. in this forest there's no cry for help!
i´ll rip the faces of the weak and the believing men.
i have scarred you once and i will scar you once again.
and when i´ll catch you, you´ll be sitting on your fucking knees!
and you will pray pray pray to your false believes!
TIME HAS COME. LETS GET IT ON. THIS FUCKING MAGGOT SHOULD PUT UP HIS FEET AND RUN!
in this forest there's a lot of hidden scary places, all of the abandoned kids hide with deformed faces.
look what your god has done to them. now it's time to pay my friend!
i am your destroyer - you're all my ants .
so dance my puppets, start fucking dance!
come my child.
sit in this chair,
why are you so dumb?
have to spread your limbs everywhere!
the slaughter's done and over. you're left fucked and useless!
for once you look at the ground, god has left you long ago!
and when i catch you i got your life in my hands - now i'm your god, no matter what you pretend !
start spreading the words as here i am. the gods chosen one, a new born lamb!
the word is done when you are put to sleep. and to your kind i'll always be a black sheep.
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Wash the blood from your hands.
There is more to come.
Ready your force for a second wave.
Celebrate another day.
Don't shut your eyes,
For this war is not done.
Arise from the depths, my beast.
Destroy the enemy.
Weaken the force and kill your feast.
Be still and wait for me.
Man overboard!
What have we done?
When the bow breaks.
Our dreams will fall.
Turn back! Turn back around.
Sink! Sink!
The ship is sinking.
Sink! Sink!
And down we all go.
The ship is sinking.
I see fear in their eyes.
We came full hearted
To leave empty handed.
Here I stand in front of our maker,
Wishing for the chance to cope .
Salvation is not in my future.
One final breath, here's to hope.
Sacrificed by my leader.
His choice led to our demise.
"Pain is the same as victory."
How pretentious the lies...
Here I stand in front of our maker.
Wishing for the chance to cope.
Salvation is not in my future.
One final breath, here's to hope.
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The Archivist - The Fall
03:22
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Lost, what you hold most dear
A sense of self,
a knowledge of purity.
What makes up your being?
Shell, of your former self
Blending in with the masses.
No remorse.
What makes up your being?
Judging others
Scolding the weak
Breeding hatred
Preaching ignorance
Judging others
Scolding the weak
Breeding hatred
Preaching ignorance
Lost, what you hold most dear
A sense of self,
a knowledge of purity.
What makes up your being?
Shell, of your former self
Blending in with the masses.
No remorse.
What makes up your being?
Preconceived assumptions,
misguided, unjust and
ungrounded.
Preconceived assumptions,
misguided, unjust and
ungrounded.
Suspended in time
is the safest place for us.
Can you see what you've become?
Tearing the fabric of man
Fall, Fall, Fall. Began the fall of man.
Fall, Fall, Fall. Began the fall of man.
Fall, Fall, Fall. Began the fall of man.
Fall, Fall, Fall, Fall, Fall. Began the fall of man.
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Isolations - Feeding
02:54
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Decievers - Deadbeat
03:13
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Lament - Uptopia
04:54
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