1. |
Shadows Of A Dying World
03:47
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I see the world beneath.
Choking every uprise,
pretence reality praise,
imposing degraded shrines,
defocusing our eyes.
Our eyes exile,
our eyes deny.
Man with a gun from shadow side
rotten empire don’t want to die,
dread parasite is sucking our live.
From the dusty time
they revive the pride.
Power turns to crime when
heads becoming piled.
Dusty time revive the pride.
Every corner without the light,
every corner under the sight
laid to rest now is alive,
our world is drowned in fight.
Choking every uprise,
pretence reality praise,
imposing degraded shrines,
defocusing our eyes.
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2. |
Javelin
03:34
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Reckless resistance
against inhuman race,
invaders army incinerates,
civilians life deprived the cost
to burials the count is lost.
And in the face of evil
my target is in sight,
my body is feeling fever
but what I is...
Reckless resistance
against inhuman race,
invaders army incinerates,
civilians life deprived the cost
to burials the count is lost.
Lost!
Despite attrition we will survive
glorious battle is our pride,
our motherland will be free,
coming victory is not a dream!
Hollow rage now carry the weapon,
brood call I am not forsaken.
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3. |
Mob Mentality
04:36
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In the coffin under the ground
was choking without the air,
the mass I can’t get out
surrounds me everywhere.
Consuming everybody
is living inside their heads,
commands steadily grinding
those worms inside the chest.
My fist keep on beating,
the wood that is ripping,
the flesh that is bleeding,
my mouth keep on screaming.
My will is harder any wood.
I am firm, persistent as much as I could,
casket is cracked through the hole I get away,
breathing air and life I am not prey.
Through the trees
I shall see in the dark
my path in sight.
Sight
in my sight...
Cold sweat appeared on my forehead
I am falling into the grave,
dark figures upon me
throwing the soil like I am dead.
Through the trees
I shall see in the dark
my path in sight.
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4. |
Storm Laden Skies
02:15
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5. |
Unforced Sacrifice
03:25
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Faith is my guided truth
speaks what I will lose.
Visions of the holy trail
is drowning in eyes of the prayer,
so hard to come to conclusion
is this is a life or illusion.
So mislead to take it,
caged inside to break it.
Scared to reveal,
battle with sin
lost in-between.
You agonized finding the truth
left deceived cutting your roots.
Bestial rites making a noose
pushing hard time for the
over
ruined life
devoured
with final strife.
God's eye is growing,
life’s path is falling,
mindset is delusion,
vain absolution.
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6. |
Dance Of Swords
05:55
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Silent, down
I await the coming.
Under my
neck the axe is shining.
Shall mourn the dying
accept the truth,
no tears for crying
from soul’s abuse.
I am feeling empty
but need get through
and follow blindly
what can’t refuse.
Black hole is devouring me
outside the chest
making red eyes to see
triumph of death.
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7. |
Digital Nightmare
03:21
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I can’t take visions in my head.
Life is dread
by the silicon threat.
Silent rage humanity suffocates
lost and led
towards digital end...
In future world means nothing
our private thoughts within
impulse splits in thousands
replacing the safe dream.
Panopticon desire
that we are all obsessed
the vision that is wired,
reality’s last breath.
Absolute vision
is giving control,
our decision
to watch over all
on your knees.
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8. |
Skeleton Hands
03:26
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Dwelling here without reasons
scorched place here I was born.
Can’t stop this nightmare season,
saw a seed from which it has grown.
Despite it’s pity existence
awaits absolute wreck.
Attacks my inner resistance
right now it is grasping my neck.
Now
cold fear is poisoning my brain
leaving me drained
in my veins
disrupting my body.
Eyes almost get shut
I am falling apart,
my soul get sucked
and existence is torture.
Trying to break
getting tight,
ready to take
Any life...
Life!
I say
No, no more,
no suffocation
No, no more
suffocation, no!
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9. |
Age Of Retribution
05:42
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Sly parasites
beg for salvation,
wretched attempts
causes the abomination,
watching they die
without a sorrow,
decrepit life
your existence is over now.
Weak and worthless
voice of dying eyes,
snake tongue prophets
poisoning young minds.
Sick and toxic
your time is running out,
heavy hammer
nails them to the ground.
Worthless
snake tongue minds,
prophets.
dying eyes,
weak
running out,
hammer
nails to ground.
Die.
Sorrow.
Life.
Over.
New age arise
from the ash of empire,
crystal hate purifies,
hate born from desire.
Weight of false worlds
now is equal to zero,
taking the swords
towards hypocrisy era.
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