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Perpetual Eclipse

by Lycantrophilia

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Troglodytes 04:58
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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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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The Swarm 04:14
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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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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Famine 03:35
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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Music, Mixing + Mastering by 'Isegrimm'

Vocals by 'D.M'

Lyrics by John 'A Social Abattoir' Manning

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released July 19, 2021

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Lycantrophilia HE, Germany

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D.M. - Vocals

John Manning - Lyrics

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