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Si Vis Pacem ...
01:03
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Troglodytes
04:58
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Alive in the deepest instincts of those who have the will
To carry on the bloodlines brought them here
The primitive urge to conquer and to kill
Will be the root of all that they learn to fear
And, still, for this sensation
They’ll hunger evermore
Crawling upon their bellies all their days
A world of their creation
Unknown beyond its floor
As they make sacrifices of themselves for their next taste
And there they writhe
Each choice their own
Each wasted life
Buried below
Always they strive
To eat their own
Never to thrive
Never to grow
Self destructing
At each chance to improve
Never to see what they’re convinced they outgrew
Within each generation, the need remains
To honor those no longer here to see
The primal drive to fight, to dominate
Will be the undoing of humanity
And, still, by this sensation
They’re never satisfied
Never content with all they’ve engineered
They’re blind to their ruination
Unwilling to provide
For generations yet to disappear
And when they die
Their names unknown
Each wasted life
Fails to provoke
Still, they will fight
To eat their own
Never to thrive
Never to grow
Never trusting
The word of those who proved
Their loyalty to all that would set us free
Left with nothing
Their kindness misconstrued
As all around them saw their empathy for greed
Never trusting
What could not be viewed
While their own heads remained forever buried
Left with nothing
In all they had refused
Never to occupy another memory
And when they die
Their names unknownEach wasted life
Fails to provoke
Still, they will fight
To eat their own
Never to thrive
Never to grow
Alive in the deepest instincts of those who linger still
The need for domination is replaced
The primitive urge to conquer and to kill
Would turn to wonder when the sky first caught their gaze
And, still, in their elation
Their reach remained too short
Unwilling to abandon their own graves
A world of their creation
Dead long before it’s born
As all that they were given’s thrown away
Still, they will fight
To eat their own
Never to thrive
Never to grow
Still, they will fight
To eat their own
Never to thrive
Never to grow
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3. |
Perpetual Eclipse
04:19
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The light is lost
And with it any comfort
That could be found in the abyss
Its final flicker
Turned next seconds to centuries
The finite latent in the dark became a myth
With our sight gone
We would wander forever
The destination of our journey eclipsed
Our minds would rot
In the unending silence
Growing ever distant from the lives we had lived
Growing so unfamiliar
With the feeling and the sound
Of our own mother tongues
And all we shared aloud
Growing uncertain
In what we have denounced
As we rely
On what we are without
We
Would feel
Along each
And every wall
Reach
Until
We had foundThe end of it all
A glimpse
Behind
The mask of space and time
We wished
To find
What neither could confine
A glimpse
To find
A place untouched by light
We wished
We tried
To reach the other side
To touch the stillest, the most tranquil of scenes
That exist beyond our own reality
To know the meaning
Of absolute peace
Unhindered by the price that comes with being
The years drag on
Within each of our minds
These moments passed in most exquisite detail
Always we’re drifting
Unable to engage with
The shapes our thoughts have taken where sight has failed
I fear we’re lost
That we will search forever
For an experience left behind the veil
Our minds are goneUnneeded in the silence
Growing deafening as our lungs grow frail
Growing so unfamiliar
With the feeling and the sound
Of our own mother tongues
And all we shared aloud
Growing uncertain
In what we have denounced
As we rely
On what we are without
We
Would feel
Along each
And every wall
Just
To feed
Our own wish
That we’d evolve
A glimpse
Behind
The mask of space and time
We wished
To find
What neither could confine
A glimpse
To find
A place untouched by light
We wished
We tried
To become the divine
To defile that which remains untouched by thieves
Doomed by their wish to gaze upon the unseen
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4. |
The Swarm
04:14
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The swarm has gathered
And the sun can’t find the Earth
All creatures scatter
With children taken first
The taste is sweeter
Than our innocence is worth
The lives consumed
Now feeding the perverse
It is innate within creation, we find
That dominance is granted to those who would provide
We seek the common ground between those still alive
And what would bring about the kingdom of our design
The clouds have broken and we’ve flooded the sky
A sea of pestilence governed by one mind
From these undeveloped bones the sun has dried
They’ll build the temples that shelter the divine
Without a struggle
Nor ears to hear their prayers
They give themselves
To fears that they all share
Without a struggle
Nor reason left to care
They’d rid themselves
Of what life they still bear
Without a question
Nor intention to resist
They give themselvesThey cease to exist
Without a question
Nor anything to give
They’d rid themselves
To a sky now eclipsed
The swarm has gathered
And the world is growing frail
It’s of no matter
When all it feeds has failed
Its blood is sweeter
Than its hostility entails
A world consumed
Yet our hunger prevails
It is the place of our own race, as we know
To cut away the rot until we’re left alone
We seek the common ground between the life we’ve known
And all that we must change in order to take our throne
Without a struggle
Nor ears to hear their prayers
They give themselves
To fears that they all share
Without a struggle
Nor reason left to care
They’d rid themselves
Of what life they still bear
Without a question
Nor intention to resist
They give themselves
They cease to exist
Without a question
Nor anything to give
They’d rid themselves
To a sky now eclipsed
The swarm has gathered
About the end of time
Where nothing matters
Where nothing’s still alive
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5. |
... Para Bellum
03:29
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A war is waged
As our imaginings
Are left to claim
What parts of us remain
What is still pliable
In light of firm belief
What can still be controlled
What can still be enslaved
What each god could still mold
What each god could still shape
Suffer
No matter what you gave
For all you sacrificed that you could be saved
Suffer
By hand of gods you made
For it is written that their price would be paid
And in your own ambition
On your bairn’s behalf
A race becomes indebted
To one they can’t pay back
And from losing positions
The last sunsets will pass
Above your heads hung low
Held by your aching backs
Suffer
No matter what you gave
For all you sacrificed that you could be saved
Suffer
By hand of gods you made
For it is written that their price would be paid
The coming age
And the toils it brings
Will seek to forge
Kings of an unseen place
And all who question
In light of these blessings
Will be the heretics
Our teachings will unmake
What minds we cannot mold
We seek instead to break
Suffer
No matter what you gave
For all you sacrificed that you could be saved
Suffer
By hand of gods you made
For it is written that their price would be paid
And in our frail condition
Our race would fade to black
It is of our volition
We gave what we could not take back
And in acts of contrition
We are further detached
From joys we’ve come to know
What lives we used to have
Suffer
No matter what you gave
For all you sacrificed that you could be saved
Suffer
By hand of gods you made
For it is written that their price would be paid
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6. |
Famine
03:35
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A god has fallen
As worlds offer their arms
Prepared to die that they may soften the blow
Each planet in the wake
Is pulled from where they rest
As the skies rained fire and the oceans dried below
And as the famine came upon the holy lands
The blood of the divine would stain the soil
We sacrificed
To find this gift returned
Prepared to feast until we left only bones
What can’t be saved
Succumbs to this new hunger
This new distraction from the end on approach
And with each drink that turned to dust within their hands
They would thirst more each day for flesh unspoiled
Never satisfied
With their every bite
And as the famine came upon the holy lands
The blood of the divine would stain the soilAnd with each drink that turned to dust within their hands
They would thirst more each day for flesh unspoiled
And when the time came that the fallen was to land
The stars threatened to fall on those still left to toil
The sky has fallen
To bow before the form
Of this, the tyrant without means to keep their laws enforced
While those who follow
Will seek their shelter in
A world left burning and a king left a corpse
And as the famine came upon the holy lands
The blood of the divine would stain the soil
And with each drink that turned to dust within their hands
They would thirst more each day for flesh unspoiled
And as the famine came upon the holy lands
The blood of the divine would stain the soil
And with each drink that turned to dust within their hands
They would thirst more each day for flesh unspoiled
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