1. |
Clone
04:47
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Broken
By this life before me, endlessly draining
Awoken
And my eyes are straining, my will is waning
Heartbeat
Mechanical and cold, unchanging pulsing
Repeat
The sound of clockwork, endlessly ticking
When we surrender our lives to live by these routine motions
We never move mountains
Unending
We’re forever expending. Never ascending
I
Realise time won’t heal all this pain
It just wears at the stone
I
Won’t tread the worn path, a link in the chain
My road is overgrown
I will not be a Clone
Resist, resist
Clench these fingers into a fist
Ignore the utterance that ignorance is bliss
And Go
Release, Release
What potential was in me
Not a link in the chains, up from my knees
And Go
Resist, resist
Release, release
Serene, serene
I will not be a clone
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2. |
The Titans Are Dead
04:50
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Crumbling, Pillars
Atlas can’t endeavour
Stand on the shoulders of Prometheus
Gifts of fire, never repaid
New thought, Withers
No Support in Mirrors
Desperately poke at the embers
Plead flames rekindle anew
Sieve through the ashes
Seek fruit from the branches
Pray for drops from the fountain
The Titans are dead
Storm and Shiver
Mindless musing whisper
Renewed in perseverance
Presenting vision to tired eyes
Endless, River
Ouroborus Slither
Leap from the shoulders of giants
Illuminating fire, Casts shadows anew
Sieve through the ashes
Seek fruit from the branches
Pray for drops from the fountain
The Titans are dead
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3. |
Devour The Earth
04:02
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On mother Nature’s throat we squeeze
With the sound of falling trees
Toxic, smoke halo
Our poison fills the seas
We assume we can consume
Drill deep into the veins
Drink the blood from the soil
Civilise what remains
What Remains?
Harvest nature voraciously
The price of gluttony
Dig into the bottomless pit
To find its empty, Its empty!
Now consequence is beating on the door
We’ve always taken and not returned
Now consequence is beating on the door
Theres nothing left
Devour the Earth, Devour the Earth
Now I see only greed
Caters for selfish need
Believe that your fellow man
Will burn and destroy all he can
BURN
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4. |
Mortal Coil
04:08
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Run through the forest
Being hunted to death
Take a look inside before you draw last breath
Lost in the canyons
As you wander alone
Before you lose your mind how content is this soul?
Wade through the waters
Try to search for purpose
All these burdens of life leave mortal shell in distress
Savour this heart
Before you’re dust and bones (Because)
Time will make a slave
Of us all
This Coil
It Shears
It’s Finite
Through
It All
Lifeblood
Will run dry
Blood lost in torment
Turned to wine
Threads of silk
Life, Death entwined
Nourish this soul
Cherish this time
Don’t live this life in sorrow
Pain is a crutch
For a weak mind
Don’t be consumed
In Death’s sickly vine
As body frays
Redefine
Don’t live this life in sorrow…
(Or) Forever
Be Lost
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5. |
Burning The Leeches
03:26
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Whimpers in the darkness
You cling to me, the problems endless
Expecting boulders, but only pebbles
Its relentless, I need catharsis
Leeches, pulling me down
Bleeding life away
Hatred, slowly distilled
Carrying your burdens, self to blame
Burn them all away
No more compassion for your lamenting hungers
No longer the pillar
For the world on your shoulders
Burn them all away
So weak it sickens me
Rise up take control
Through purging there is transcendence
Stand up, strong, alone
Integrity grows from independence
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6. |
Cognitive Dissonance
05:16
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A mind, at war with reality
A bloody standstill between what’s right and what you think right should be
Pluck out, the eyes
To spite your senses
Hand on the shoulder to be led through the darkness
Accept this
Or let failure Define
Washout
Bleach out this clouded mind
Accept this
Or let failure define (You)
Release this
Or be buried with these relics in the dirt
Let go this failure
Not ever your own saviour
Thrown down, cast out
Die of thirst from mindful drought
What you hold dear
Impaled on your own spear
Swansong for one
The flock won’t listen anymore…
Will you adapt or stay clung to the remnants
Embittered, Astray…
I swear what tasted pure
Will be the ashes in your mouth
Will you worship your Idols?
In prideful disgust
Play the blindfolded martyr
As it crumbles down to dust
Denial brings blindness
Acceptance gives clarity
Open your eyes
Embrace changing tides
Or drown on the fruitless pursuit
Live a lie
Cheap disguise
Stubbornness is the knife on which you die
Will you worship your Idols?
In prideful disgust
Play the blindfolded martyr
As it crumbles down to dust
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