1. |
A Walk To The Water
07:49
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Ive journeyed to the waters
I have built my shelter
Kneeling on the shore...
Should I rejoice at what stares back?
Reflecting evil; vengeance. Hate
becomes a burden the world consumes
and sacrifices compassion.
I felt a voice pierce through.
I am the devil. Be the shepherd of your world
for peace has failed you, and joy has become a dream.
Malice shall be your throne
and hate shall be your home.
For no one loves you
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2. |
Shattered House
06:57
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Once inside the house of life
A greed of green, a need obscene
Between the walls, whispers came
Turned to screams, echoed loss
Great we hail, hate prevails
Possessed by currency
We sink screaming into death
When we return to soil and rock we will then finally have defeated the evil
The evil that stands in flags in coin in hate in pride in lies in trust in war
We've
Seen
Destruction
Of
Hope
For
Years
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3. |
Wake The Gods
11:23
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Tomorrow
We become
Fire
Tomorrow
We erase
Life
Eradicate
Eradicate
Race
Destroy
The other
Religion
Wake the Gods
Our call is deafening
We will not get out alive
We will not create peace
Our children will die
The sun will sweep
The planet
We wake the Gods
Obliterate
The Earth
The tomb of humanity
Blankets of fire fall from the sky in cascading demise
Brought upon by greed and lust of power and commerce
Location and creed a catalyst for supreme torture of flesh
Ripe with terror and insipid evil
Behind the hands of which suffering and casualty is laid
We have awoken the gods
And their punishment has been dealt
All our colors seem to fade away
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4. |
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Awake this day
To find peace.. No, to find guilt.
Ill break me down, common ritual.
Ill break my bones of sanity
I am my victim
Ill replicate; breed my constant faults.
Ill replicate insanity
For now I pour my life in a shallow glass
Receding, depleting
Any source of hope
Bury this tomb of regret
My body
This broken temple
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5. |
Alone
06:37
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I seclude
I reach solitude
From within, alone
What keeps me here?
Am I so vile?
Even the recluse need to be seen
I need someone here
To call my friend
My thoughts stay contained
My fears phobic
Intensified, alone
Am I the only one?
Void of appeal
And distraught with abandon
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