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Beholder
09:54
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The times have changed
The old ways have been washed away
Replaced by new means to diminish the feeling
False claims, as if written in sand lines.
It's hard to forget what you once were
To restart without weighing the chances of getting fucked all over again
What once seemed appealing, pure, and desirable
Is now soiled, vulgar, and devalued
We cannot remain idle
We won't stand by anymore
"What's there? What's left?"
Divinity in the eyes of the Beholder
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Rumors of an Apocalypse
04:44
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This is all wrong
Things weren't supposed to turn out this way
Tripping up in our own footsteps, end on end
There's no decline, no great exodus
The folly of mankind rests on our inability to take responsibility for our actions
To even see that we have done anything wrong
Having gone to the dogs
We have proven ourselves utterly worthless
"I heard talk between the buildings,
Echoing the rumors of an apocalypse"
Four sounds to silence naysayers with eyes gleaming
Four sights equally blinding
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3. |
Plagiarized, Rehashed
06:05
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"Burn the old inventions"
We've fucked ourselves for the sake of convenience
Abandoned all sentiment
Blanked our the lines in a refusal to tear down all of our idols
This is plagiarized, rehashed
The same lines repeating over again
With mouths full of venom we have nothing left to say, save
"We have lost our way"
I've given all I ever had
Just to hang as ornaments for your display
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A Means to an End
10:35
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A means to an end:
Sold it off, beaten until nothing but pulp remained
No revival
No revolution
Nothing
Spit all the teeth out
One by one
And when they were gone
I did it again
I had a fortune
But then I squandered it
And when it was gone
I did it all over
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Pestilence & Drought
08:39
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It's useless
A futile attempt when there's no room to make amends
Even shouting all the while
"Repent! Repent!"
The natural cycle has been run
And this is the product
Oh doomed culture, do you cry
"I was a failure upon conception?"
Or are you too blind to see?
"I can survive, eating my own hide until that fails to satiate me, but by no means will I ever go hungry,
even through pestilence and drought"
And when it comes
The rain pours down in torrents
Always either starving or gorging ourselves to the point of sickness
There is no middle ground
Decadence a la deprivation
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Eulogy
03:29
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The hall resounds with a thousand voices familiar
Relics from the past, superimposed
The procession draws to a standstill, stating:
"There is no device as faulty as your tongue,
Spouting empty words from empty lungs
There is a void that cannot be filled
By any of your hollow objects
Disguised as truth or otherwise
Another nail"
Dismantling convention
Laying waste to the all-too-familiar psyche
Frozen in place
Driving for the reinvention of an old passion
Standing in a current and trying not to budge
Another nail in the coffin
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Destroyer
08:14
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Let's raise a monument to the age
Mark it by an exercise in monotony
And set it in filth
This? This is what came of such promise?
We lost it all
When the flood came
We had not the sense to run
I looked into the sea
And upon turning back, saw nothing
Nothing worth remembering
Nothing worth saving
Nothing
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