1. |
Worlds Below
05:42
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I still remember
when I succumbed;
The labyrinth of thoughts,
the smothering of emotions
From the outside looking in
Through the ring of a hangman's noose
And high above the clouds
Dwell the unnamed secrets
Of questions unasked,
The boundless immensity of time
Prestidigitators
Strip the universe
Of all its immaculate beauty
Dry lives so awash with grey
I chose the world below
Where my feet stand is where my heart is
I broke the shackles of guilt
Released myself from the prison of shame
A new sun rises in the horizon
Radiant dawn, godless eon
What is the history of all that ever was
if not a series of glorious catastrophes
To embrace the misfortunes of destiny
is to embrace one's self
And to walk another day in the valleys of memories
Is to eliminate the shadows of belief
And high above the clouds there is nothing
expanse upon expanse of the purest, the darkest void
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2. |
Of Dogma Forever Lost
08:05
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Conscious mastery of potential
Heightened senses amid screams
Integral pieces of a puzzle made flesh
Guided by reason on a heart-made path
A journey of self-knowledge
At thine conception of darkness
Where the unbiased, where the unhinged inhabit
Release from the strings
Becoming intense
Outlive the dream
Become the waves
Embrace doubt
relinquish the rein
Devoured by vermin?
Ascended to a higher plane?
Cecity of mind and soul
At the mercy of a dead god
Sifting through the ashes
Of dogma forever lost
Ubiquitous between bridges
Tombstones burnt by revulsion
Corners cut, outside the rut
Desire path to your bare self
The sun has turned black
Tables have turned
The moon has turned black
Night light sojourns
The ocean turns black
Trilling to a verse
The sky has turned black
Deep within you submerge
Ethereal and luminary
Perishing, dethroned
A plea for mercy
Echoes through the void
The pain you feel
Is birthed by crippling doubt
The life you yield
Is meant for you to slaughter
Bereft of blood,
Caressed by dread
Reigning king of breaching
Through the wiring of your own mishap
To rebuild, to persist
To rebuild, to persist
To bellow; harmonized and formless
The anthem to an eternity in darkness
Empty surge of faith
Tells you to repent
Vicious need for change
Leads you to refrain
The pain you feel
Is birthed by crippling doubt
The life you yield
Is meant for you to slaughter
The pain you feel
Is birthed by crippling doubt
The life you yield
Is meant for you
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3. |
The Unravelling
06:36
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Slaves to the wage of redemption
Given the chance to destroy
Deployed in a course of collision
Colluding themselves to a fault
Gullible flock of the mindless
Barking their litany in form
Spineless pawns of libation
Yielding goblets of their own blood
"I am but a mirror
Of chaos and all it begets
I am the serpent; hellbent
On weaning you out of your clot"
The invisible dust of hatred
The ink that writes the plot
Encoding the seeds of disaster
Sowed in crops of naught
The unravelling dark perpetual
Where moral principles die
Untamed by existence
Where a miracle is to abide
To unravel is not to lose control
But to reclaim the steers of destiny
To refuse bearing the load
Of sacro sanctitude
To bridge the gap between
Delirium and lucidity
To unravel is to embody contempt
For an absent deity
To withdraw, to unchain
To blissfully scorn
Shrouded in bleakness
With bedlam as stitching
The moon is contained
In this solemn excision
The hatred, the pain
Restless oblivion
Inertia comes creeping
The all consuming comfort
Wreaks havoc upon the heart
Hollow spot in spirit and mind
Through which the needles seam
Unwavering threads conjoin the divide
Reality patches of dream
You can still hear them saying
To never break the chain
But you dared to look up
Inundation of shadows
That seep through the veil to raze
The remains of shame
At the stars you gazed
Counter-flowing the stream of illations
You used to graze
And regurgitate
The end of a talk that has never existed
The end of a talk that has never existed
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4. |
AION IV:XX
01:23
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Have mercy upon me
Have mercy upon me
Have mercy upon me
Have mercy upon me
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5. |
Awake At The Deep End
05:35
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A cascade of calamities
A pattern that upsets the threshold
There are no layers of punishment
Hell is here, hell is now
The whip that cracks for one cracks for all
The whip that cracks for one cracks for all
Amidst the oceans of contradictions
There is only one constant
The approaching gallop of the pale horse
And all the misery He brings
The whip that cracks for one cracks for all
The whip that cracks for one cracks for all
Behold the gaze of the beast
As venomous as it's insipid
Pathetic locus of control
Impotent, emaciated
No fire and brimstone,
No divine threat
Has ever kept one
From the clutches of sin
The whip that cracks for one cracks for all
The whip that cracks for one cracks for all
What sheep fear the most
Is to be cast out of the herd -
not the wolf, not man, not death -
Only to walk one's own path
Embody Persephone
And accept the calling of death
And when the time comes
To bless the frigid fields
Refuse
Deny them your gifts
Awake at the deep end
Awake at the deep end
Awake at the deep end
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6. |
Death Reverberates
05:10
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Bad omens came with the howling winds
They exacerbated the stench of rot
and, I swear, Satan smiled at me
through the eyeless gaze of a dying child -
parched with thirst -
whose open wounds prayed to the skies,
but only the vultures heeded their call
What manner of free man delivers such punishment?
Is that the ultimate expression of freedom?
A cursed procession of impending disgrace - liquidation!
Begone, you blind demons!
The desert welcomes your untimely death!
Might the sands bury this day forever!
Might I wield the hammer!
Might I strike the wound!
Unconstricted, emboldened by terror!
Blood for blood,
Blood for blood!
Ever-growing unrest
The air feels hostile and lethal
Death reverberates
With the rumbling of war
The obedience of corpses is the only real weapon
Commanded to march into the enemy's blade
Behold the monstrosity of the most profound hatred
Vomiting its mortal bile with reptilian violence
And to avenge this calamity
I shall commune with forbidden gods
Dahak! Cheshma! Uta! Vizaresh!
I renounce my name
I shall become the envoy of disaster!
Dahak! Cheshma! Uta! Vizaresh!
Peace and justice are illusions
Our gods betrayed us and delivered us to our enemies
Dahak! Cheshma! Uta! Vizaresh!
Ever-growing unrest
The air feels hostile and lethal
Death reverberates
With the rumbling of war
today is the day when we shall bathe these violators
with hails and hails of furious and lacerating misery
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7. |
Dereliction
07:24
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Your lore was sold to me
As the fulcrum of all strength
Fairytales to brighten up
A mostly bleak and dreary life
Uncertainties astride the path
They reap your soul and namesake
As grand as they are fleeting
A dead landscape seamless blend
Try as you might
You cannot deny
The white dove only thrives
For those you can not buy
How long can you play this role?
How many lies can you overlook?
How long can you sell this faith in
A vicious god, designed to kill
Faith is thrown into a bonfire
No discernment from the weakened soul
Expensive tickets about to sell out
For an army of oblivious oafs
False path
Vultures leading to a blinded oath
The wicked one comes to bury your soul
Biding time to hide as he claims to enlight
Your lies will be judged
And life will be taken
False revelations pouring from
Freshly cut wounds
Shackled bond in fear
Lonely rolling tear
Down the face of an impious prophet
Slowly growing sheer
Tapestry of sneers
Faceless grins taken over by shadows
Shackled bond in war
Slowly burning stars
No enlightenment without dereliction
No enlightenment without dereliction
No enlightenment without dereliction
No enlightenment without
Commandments
For most to behold
Breeding ire, wandering souls
Commandments
For some to control
Breathing fire, ecstasy of gold
Internment
Stranglehold
A chain of thoughts, delayed, afloat
Bereavement
For none to oppose
Fearing god, for they shall repose
No enlightenment without dereliction
Everything built to keep you inside
No enlightenment without dereliction
No enlightenment
All aspects of life interpreted by
A gaping maw who feeds on raw
Icons to weave infinities
Where lies are sired and in white, baptized
As you close
the curtains
On your mind's
Eye
You may feel
Safe
As the icons
Sediment
The universe
speaks
In a tongue
Unknown
They will claim
To know
Hypocrisy's
Abode
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Iluna Perpetua Belo Horizonte, Brazil
Blackened Death Metal band with members based in Brazil and Ireland.
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