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Becoming None
05:16
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Nowhere, I've become
Nowhere, I'm becoming
The absence of meaning is meaning
Ego permeates the air
A thick cloud of self-deceit
Lies to the world become lies to ourselves
The malignancy consuming our souls
Nowhere, I've become
I am becoming none
The absence of meaning is meaning
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2. |
Listen!
06:23
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Still
Silent
Processing
Silent
Down
Fall in line
Shutting down
Every word that we say
Writhing mass dying to climb
The phantom walls of this crooked
Hierarchy
Now
Settle down
Calm your voice
You’re acting irrationally
Desperation begets violent response
To ease this anxiety
It’s gone too far
We’ve had enough
We’ve had enough
Just listen
No
Down
Still
Silent
Processing
Silent
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3. |
Dissociate
03:40
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Countless voices shout in unison they condemn
Past mistakes circle like vultures in my mind
Where candor meets fiction
Materiality, morality, sanity ebbs away
Far beneath their laurels reeks a stench
The rest of us are rotting
I won't be the lamb
I won't be the wolf
I won't be the shepherd
I'll be the ground below
Fools delight at the mere sight of the guillotine
Unaware they're next on the chopping block
Word of God changes every single day
New preacher worse than the last
The ethics loop eternally
So painfully sanctimonious and erroneous
I won't be the lamb
I won't be the wolf
I won't be the shepherd
I'll be the sky above
Watching it all fall down
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4. |
Beating Heart
04:45
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Alone and tired
But I’m wide awake
Your room is empty
And grey
And the blood returns to beating heart
And the ash blows away
And I wish that you were coming home
To stay
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Hell is not far away
Time’s toll rings loud
The weak will rise
The ill will rise
The fools will rise
The dead will rise
Hear, hear the sound of crushing chaos
Your empire awaits let no evil betide you
The enemies are far away and most of them have perished
The day is seized and peace restored
So you can rest on your throne of ash
On your throne of ash
Endeavors of the devil, or God’s wanton ‘bandon?
Ideals warped disarray, the price colossal dread
A pawn across the board, and now you’ve lost the game
The final curtains down, and now the blameless fall
Drifting
Aimless and disheveled
Attempting to conjure hope
Leaving chaos in the wake
The power you held
To make things right
And now you’re too weak?
What a shame…
The weak will rise
The ill will rise
The fools will rise
The dead will rise
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6. |
Decisions
03:15
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I see it coming
A freight train closing in
Locked in this battle
Afraid I cannot win
Just have this feeling
That I can’t kick
Best just to stay home
And say I’m sick
It’s not a question
Of if, but when
All of the decisions that we make
Anxiety says it’s a mistake
This facade I can no longer fake
All my primal instincts overtake
What if…
Better take a step back
You always say you can’t be too careful
Isolate and disengage
Digging deeper down into your hole
Always fearing the worst
Mental games begin to take their toll
Then eventually you snap
And you find yourself losing control
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7. |
Silence We Plead
07:09
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I’m tired
Lay down this weary frame
Vain patterns repeat and repeat
Stone heart no longer aches
One last mystery to me
Beyond the static hum
Sweet earth to quiet the noise
This hallowed resting place
I don’t long for this world
I won’t long for this world
I’m not long for this world
Here I fall
There’s nothing to be said
Silence we plead
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8. |
Old Yarn
06:09
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And now I’ll never question what
Becomes of us when the landscape meets the sea
Barren waste and the well is dry
Feign surprise at the things we could foresee
Sunken city
Washed away
Stuck adrift with no ground beneath our feet
Scorched earth
Desert vast
Choke on dust and nothing left to eat
We left our world for dead and it seems our will is done
Now Death removes its cowl
Mouth twists in a faceless scowl
Taunts God with a piercing howl
Dark shadow on the sun
Long of horn and sharp of tongue
The Solar Age has begun
Fire
Storms
Famine
Pestilence
Swarms
Bloodshed
War
God’s reckoning
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Oak Pantheon Minneapolis, Minnesota
Powerful melodic movement combined with vivid lyrical imagery create what the band hope is an unforgettable, atmospheric means of escape.
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