1. |
Pro Patria Mori
03:56
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VACUOUS BETRAYED MIND. BLEEDING FINGERTIPS THEY TEARED SHRED OUT OF MY BOWELS AND STAYED STILL SKINNED SIGHT OF USELESS ROCKS
I’VE LOST MYSELF IN THE FOLD OF A MORNING KILLED BY THE KING OF A SPIRE AND OF A FARAWAY ICE
HANDS ARE SHAKING, LIFE SLIPPING AWAY ALL THAT MATTERS’ AN IDEA THE BLOOD COME GARGLING FROM DOWN MY LUNGS
OBSCENE AS CANCER ON INNOCENT TONGUES
“TO CHILDREN ARDENT FOR SOME DESPERATE GLORY
DULCE ET DECORUM EST PRO PATRIA MORI”
AN ICY COLD EYE. I FELT IT. IT WAS STARING AT ME SUSPENDED HUSH DRIP FROM THE CEILING. BLACK AND DRY TOO FAR TO HEAR MY SCRATCHING ON THOSE NAKED WALLS OF PILLARS AN INFINITE SUCCESSION
STINGING VOICES ARE BOUNCING ON THE WALL
THE SPEECH OF THE KING OF A SPIRE AND OF A FARAWAY ICE
HANDS ARE SHAKING, LIFE SLIPPING AWAY ALL THAT MATTERS’ AN IDEA THE BLOOD COMES GARGLING FROM DOWN MY LUNGS
OBSCENE AS CANCER ON INNOCENT TONGUES
“TO CHILDREN ARDENT FOR SOME DESPERATE GLORY
DULCE ET DECORUM EST PRO PATRIA MORI”
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2. |
KLLD
02:52
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THEY’RE COMING. FROM EVERY DIRECTION. DAY AND NIGHT THOUSANDS OF MEN, BREATHING. THE THROBBING HOLLOWNESS LIGHT TRICKLES THROUGH UNCLOSED SHUTTERS
A SHADOW MOVES BACK AND FORTH IN THE LIGHT
BUT I WILL STRIKE FIRST. I AM JUST A SHIT THAT WANTS TO LIVE
HERE I AM WITH A BIG KNIFE. A TERRIFIC SHIV. “LONG LIVE HUMANITY!” I’M BRISTLING WITH THE ICE-COLD TRUTH
THAT LIES IN THE SLICING EDGE OF A BLADE
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I’VE RISKED GRENADES, CANNONS, MINES, FIRE, POISON GAS, MACHINE GUNS EYE FOR EYE, TOOTH FOR TOOTH. JUST THE TWO OF US NOW
JUST FISTS, JUST KNIVES. I SLASH DEEP IN THE NECK. AND I’VE KILLED
BUT I WILL STRIKE FIRST. I AM JUST A SHIT THAT WANTS TO LIVE BUT I WILL STRIKE FIRST. LONG LIVE HUMANITY
I’VE RISKED GRENADES, CANNONS, MINES, FIRE, POISON GAS, MACHINE GUNS EYE FOR EYE, TOOTH FOR TOOTH. JUST THE TWO OF US NOW
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3. |
Irradiate All The Earth
03:25
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SINCE NO RESISTING CAUSE FROM SPIRIT FLOWS THY UNIVERSAL PRESENCE TO OPPOSE
NO OBSTACLES BY NATURE’S HAND IMPRESSED THY SUBTLE AND ETHEREAL BEAMS ARREST NOT SWAYED BY MATTER IS THEY COURSE BENIGN OR MORE DIRECT OR MORE OBLIQUE TO SHINE
NOR MOTION’S LAWS CAN SPEED THY ACTIVE COURSE NOR STRONG REPULSION’S POWERS OBSTRUCT THY FORCE
SINCE THERE IS NO CONVEXITY IN MIND
WHY ARE THY GENIAL RAYS TO PARTS CONFINED? WHILE THE CHILL NORTH WITH THY BRIGHT BEAM IS BLEST WHY SHOULD FELL DARKNESS HALF THE SOUTH INVEST?
WAS IT DECREED, FAIR FREEDOM! AT THY BIRTH THAT THOU SHOULD’ST NE’ER IRRADIATE ALL THE EARTH?
THEE ONLY, SOBER GODDESS! I ATTEST
IN SMILES CHASTISED, AND DECENT GRACES DRESSED TO THEE ALONE, PURE DAUGHTER OF THE SKIES THE HALLOWED INCENSE OF THE BARD SHOULD RISE NOT THAT MAD LIBERTY, IN WHOSE WILD PRAISE TOO OFT HE TRIMS HIS PROSTITUTED BAYS
NOT THAT UNLICENSED MONSTER OF THE CROWD WHOSE ROAR TERRIFIC BURSTS IN PEALS SO LOUD
TOO OFT HE TRIMS HIS PROSTITUTED BAYS
NOR MOTION’S LAWS CAN SPEED THY ACTIVE COURSE NOR STRONG REPULSION’S POWERS OBSTRUCT THY FORCE WAS IT DECREED, FAIR FREEDOM! AT THY BIRTH THAT THOU SHOULD’ST NE’ER IRRADIATE ALL THE EARTH?
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4. |
The Hip
03:14
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I WISH I HAD TEARS EVEN WITH NO FLAVOUR
EVENWITHOUTANYSMELL
I’D LIKE WRINKLES TO ADMIRE
LIKE FURROWS OF LIFE IN THE MOMENT IT DIES A FAT TASTE OF SWEAT AND BLOOD
A MOUTH FULL OF PIECES OF HEART
TO LEARN THE BITTER PRICE
OF WHAT IT TAKES TO BUILD A MAN
A YOUNG FOOL WITH A BLASTED MIND
JUST TOO SCARED TO FIND WHAT CAN BURN MY EYES
A SUITCASE AT THE STATION
A WORN-OUT HINGE TO THE HANDLE
THEY ARE UNIQUE IMAGES OF ESCAPE AND REGRET
I WISH I HAD COLOURS THAT SHINE, GREY, BLACK AND WHITE TO SHARE GLITTER AND GOLD
THE FACE OF A MAN FEELING THE THRILL
TO LOVE, TO SIN, TO FALL, TO BLEED, TO CRY FOR HELP, TO BE BROKEN THEN REPAIRED
IN THE HEAT OF A SHELTERED LIFE
A SUITCASE AT THE STATION, A WORN-OUT HINGE TO THE HANDLE THEY ARE UNIQUE IMAGES OF ESCAPE AND REGRET
LEFT IN A SWIRLING CIRCLE, TOWARDS A LOST DIRECTION TO LEARN THE PRICE OF WHAT IT TAKES TO BUILD A MAN
NO REAL DISTINCTION – OVERDOSED WITH ILLUSIONS YELLING AT THE MIRROR - LUST FOR REBELLION CONFORMISM - TO FILL MY DAYS
“I SAW THE BEST MINDS
OF MY GENERATION DESTROYED BY MADNESS STARVING HYSTERICAL NAKED
DRAGGING THEMSELVES THOUGH THE NEGRO STREETS
AT DAWN LOOKING FOR AN ANGRY FIX ANGEL-HEADED HIPSTERS BURNING
FOR THE ANCIENT HEAVENLY CONNECTION
TO THE STARRY DYNAMO IN THE MACHINERY OF THE NIGHT....”
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5. |
Lilibeth
04:18
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BLACKENED EYES – BROKEN BONES
A SHARD OF GLASS AND NOTHING MORE
TO CUT PAIN OPEN AND SPIT HER OUT
A HEART IN DARKNESS BUILDING VOID AROUND
ARE YOU JUST AFRAID? AND YOU LOST YOUR FAITH
AS YOU WATCHED HER BEAUTY FADING AND HER EYES TURNING GREY
YOUR HANDS ON HER - THE SMELL OF DEATH A PIECE OF MEAT AND NOTHING LESS TO PASS ON YOUR BURNING RAGE
TO BREAK HER DOWN - BUILD YOUR PROTÉGÉ YOU’VE LOST YOUR DREAMS AND LOVED ONES AND GONE INSANE AGAINST LIFE ITSELF
EYES OF AGONY – UNSPOKEN WORDS – SILENT SCREAMS HOW CAN YOU TELL HER YOU’RE JUST AFRAID? ANYHOW ALL IS WORTHLESS AND YOUR LOVE IS DECAY
THESKIESBLURRINGANDBLACKENINGLIKESUNFORGOTTOSHINE WHEN DAYS, LIKE STONES KEEP MASHING YOUR WILL TO FIGHT
THE EYES TIRED AND SHIVERING LIKE DRY LEAVES IN A WHIRL THAT BLOWS AWAY EVERYTHING BUT PAIN
HOW CAN YOU TELL HER YOU’RE JUST AFRAID?
NO TEARS TO WATER HER GROUND
NOT A PAST OF LIES WHO TAKES YOU DOWN
NOR A FUTURE FADED, THROUGH THE HANDS OF A YOUTH DEGRADED BUT A PRESENT GOING ERODED BY THE RAIN FALLING ON A HOPE CORRODED
EYES OF AGONY – UNSPOKEN WORDS – SILENT SCREAMS HOW CAN YOU TELL HER YOU’RE JUST AFRAID? ANYHOW ALL IS WORTHLESS AND YOUR LOVE IS DECAY
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6. |
Overture To Silence
03:47
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“DEAR LORD, WE ARE GATHERED TODAY
TO WITNESS THE STRENGTH AND THE ETERNITY OF LOVE BLESS THEM AS THEY WILL CHANGE THROUGHOUT THE YEARS. GUIDE THEM, AS ONE, IN LIFE AND DEATH. AMEN”
DO YOU REMEMBER THE NIGHT WE MET, ALICE? WE WERE GODDAMN ALIVE BUT WE WERE LOST
I LIVED LIFE AS A GAMBLE, LOOSING OR WINNING YOU WERE DRIFTING IN EACH DAY AS IT WAS CURSED
THE HEART IN A HAND, A BOND IN LIFE THAT SEEMED NEVER TO BE BROKEN BUT FOREVER IS LONG AND DEEP WORDS ARE MOSTLY UNSPOKEN
A DREAM HOME OF PERFECTION
OR A TENSE SYMPHONY REPEATING OVER DEAD YEARS
AND IT WAS EASY TO FEEL STRONG WHILE YOU WERE WEAK SITTING IN THAT CORNER CRYING
TEACH ME HOW TO LIVE UNTIL I DIE TEACH ME HOW TO SEE UNTIL I TURN BLIND TEACH ME HOW TO KILL THAT PAIN INSIDE TEACH ME HOW TO BLEED FOR YOU
DO YOU REMEMBER THE LAST DAYS, ALICE? NOW, I OVERTURN TO SILENCE YOUR WORDS
“DEAR LORD, WE ARE GATHERED TODAY
FOR THE LAST GOODBYE TO OUR BELOVED ONE MAY THE EARTH BE LIGHT UPON YOU
FOR DUST WE ARE AND TO DUST WE SHALL RETURN”
WE WALKED AS ONE TO KILL THE ETERNITY OF LOVE
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7. |
OXYgen
03:54
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GENTLY PUSH DOWN ON POWDERED RESISTANCE
CONTROLLED SHATTER, THOUGHTS SCATTER
STIRRING, HEATING, BURNING. SMELLS LIKE SUGAR
SWEET SACCHARINE SAVIOUR
ROLLING FABRICS, STRETCHING RUBBER. STINGING WOUND, THE BITE FORGOTTEN FIRES CARESS YOU, LET VENOM POSSESS YOU
RIDE THE WAVE THAT COMES TO RESCUE
THEY WAKE FROM TANGLED DREAMS. THREADS AND STRANDS THAT WEAVE LIFE, DEATH OR ANYTHING IN BETWEEN
DON’T SLEEP, FULFIL YOUR NEEDS. NO PAIN, CAN’T FEEL THE COLD GROW IN THIS TOWN LIKE MOULD. LINE THE STREETS WITH SOULS LEVITATE THROUGH CROWDS THAT FOLD.
AN EMPTY HUSK, YOUR UNPAID DEBT, LIFT YOUR HEAD UP. FIND YOUR NEXT FIX AUTOPILOT ROAM THE STREETS. RUNS ON EMPTY, NEVER EATS
SHARP CHEEKS AND VACANT EYES. DULL SKIN AND SCRAWNY THIGHS
HAIR FLAT WITH OIL AND GRIME. THROUGH THE CROWD YOUR GAZE MEETS MINE
I KNOW YOUR KIND, AND I THINK THAT YOU KNOW MINE LIFE BY PROXY - BREATHE THAT OXY
FEEL THE PAVEMENT, WALK YOUR OWN WAY. ON ASSIGNMENT, NORMAL WORKDAY MONEY MAKER, YOUR PROTECTION.YOUR CRUMBLING FACE SHOWS MY REFLECTION ONE, TWO, LIGHTER, SPOON. ME FIRST THEN I’LL DO YOU
PERFECT STRANGER, PERFECT STORM. SHIPS IN THE NIGHT, NO ONE ABOARD
BROKEN BODIES, UNDERGROUND
A ZOMBIE WORKFORCE THAT WOULD NEVER SLOW DOWN
E.R CHURCH PEWS & WHITE COAT PRIESTS, NOTE PAD BIBLE, TRINITY
I KNOW YOUR KIND, AND I THINK THAT YOU KNOW MINE LIFE BY PROXY - BREATHE THAT OXY
YOU DON’T SAY WHERE YOU CAME FROM, COULD YOU EVER REALLY KNOW? HOW DID YOU EVEN GET HERE?
WTH. WHERE’D IT GO WRONG?
GENTLY PUSH DOWN ON POWDERED RESISTANCE CONTROLLED SHATTER, THOUGHTS SCATTER STIRRING, HEATING, BURNING. SMELLS LIKE SUGAR SWEET SACCHARINE SAVIOUR
I KNOW YOUR KIND, AND I THINK THAT YOU KNOW MINE LIFE BY PROXY - BREATHE THAT OXY
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8. |
Nytric
03:46
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DEVOURED BY THE LOGICAL CHOICE
BY THE STRUGGLE OF LIVING OR LOSING IT ALL
AND YOU’RE BLEEDING, YET NOT STARTED TO FIGHT
’CAUSE YOUR WOUNDS ARE ALL INSIDE
JUMPING ON THE OTHER SIDE
WHERE THOSE WHO CROSSED THE LINE HAVE LOST THE SENSE OF DIGNITY CRUSHED BY THE WEIGHT OF PRIORITIES
ANOTHER NIGHT OF PAIN AND SCREAMING IN VAIN SWEATING OUT YOUR POOR BELIEFS OF BLINDED HUMILITY WORTHLESS OF A LOVE SO REAL - CAN FEEL NO PAIN CAN SEE NO LIGHT IN THE EYES OF A FORGOTTEN CHILD THAT WON’T STOP TO CRY
SEEKING A WAY OF PERFECTION - DROWNING IN ILLUSIONS CHASING YOUR AMBITIONS - YOU’VE FORGOTTEN HOW TO LIVE
FREEDOM IS NOTHING UNTIL THE WORLD BELONGS TO YOU FREEDOM IS EVERYTHING, DECEIVED REALITY BIND TO A LIE AND CONDEMNED BEYOND RECALL FREEDOM IS NOTHING
IS IT FINDING A FILLER OR CHASING A GOAL?
AND YOU’RE LIVING YET NOT MAKING A LIFE IN EQUAL DAYS OF STOLEN TIME STRUGGLE TO CROSS ONE MORE LINE
BUT IT’S NEVER TOO TOUGH, NEVER ENOUGH, NEVER AGAIN
NEVER THE SAME, A HUNGER WITH NO FINAL RELIEF
SEEKING A WAY OF PERFECTION - DROWNING IN ILLUSIONS CHASING YOUR AMBITIONS - YOU’VE FORGOTTEN HOW TO LIVE PERMANENT SATISFACTION - CLOUDS TO RENT AND SWALLOW THE PRESENT IS TOMORROW OR ANY OTHER DAY TO COUNT
FREEDOM IS NOTHING UNTIL THE WORLD BELONGS TO YOU THE MORE YOU HAVE THE MORE YOU ARE ALONE FREEDOM IS EVERYTHING, DECEIVED REALITY BIND TO A LIE AND CONDEMNED BEYOND RECALL FREEDOM IS NOTHING
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9. |
Victoria's Death
01:24
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10. |
The Age Of Great Men
04:06
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THE AGE OF MEDIOCRITY IN ALL THINGS IS BEGINNING
AND ITS IDLENESS REMOVES ALL CRAVINGS
OUR SAMENESS ENGENDERS UNIFORMITY
AND EVIL IS GOTTEN RID OF BY SACRIFICING ALL THAT IS GREAT ALL THAT IS EXCEPTIONAL
EVERYTHING BECOMES LESS COARSE, BUT FAR MORE VULGAR
THE AGE OF GREAT MEN IS PASSING AWAY
IT GENTLY SLIPS RIGHT BY US. THEAGEOFINDIVIDUALISMISINDANGEROFHAVINGNOINDIVIDUALS THERE’S A CONSTANT, MOVING, PROGRESS
BUT SOULS ARE NUMBED AND SILENCED
MEDIOCRITY HAS FROZEN DESIRE UNIFORMED BLAND EQUALITY THE INDIFFERENCE IS REMARKABLE OBLIVIOUS TO THE ORDINARY MEDIOCRITY HAS FROZEN DESIRE GREATNESS SLIPS AWAY
AS EACH MAN SUMMITS AN ANT HILL WE EXIST IN SMOOTH VULGARITY
DULL THE EGO TO REMOVE ALL EVIL FORSAKE WHAT MAKES US GREAT
FOR A YEARNING SOUL IS A CONSCIOUS ONE WITH COMPLEX INFINITE FATES COMPLICIT IN CONFORMITY: SAVOUR AND DEMISE DISILLUSIONED MINORITY: YEARNING SOULS DECLINE
IT IS AT THE CENTRE OF THE UNIVERSE WHERE THE SELF IS MADE IT IS MAN REJOICING IN HIMSELF
TAKING REFUGE IN INACCESSIBLE SANCTUARY OF SELF-CONSCIOUSNESS AND BECOMING ALMOST LIKE A GOD
IT IS A TRIUMPH WHICH IS NOT FAR FROM IMPIETY
IT’S A SUPERHUMAN POINT OF VIEW
WHICH DOES AWAY WITH HUMILITY
ITS PRECISELY THE TEMPTATION TO WHICH MAN FIRST SUCCUMBED WHEN HE DESIRED TO BECOME HIS OWN MASTER
BY BECOMING LIKE THE GODS
MEDIOCRITY HAS FROZEN DESIRE UNIFORMED BLAND EQUALITY THE INDIFFERENCE IS REMARKABLE OBLIVIOUS TO THE ORDINARY MEDIOCRITY HAS FROZEN DESIRE GREATNESS SLIPS AWAY
AS EACH MAN SUMMITS AN ANT HILL WE EXIST IN SMOOTH VULGARITY
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11. |
Blind (Korn cover)
03:11
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