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Intro
01:11
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Many civilizations have come and gone.
Today we stand at the cusp of a new beginning, or perhaps, a tragic end.
In pursuit of synthetic highs to numb the inconvenience of existence.
We chase our own tails in the hope of affording the next big existential crutch.
Substantiating this existence through gluttony to fill the void in our souls.
We course through the veins of time ignoring the shadows of our past.
Fighting for a bigger piece of the poisoned pie, leaving behind a trail of destruction.
Destined to destroy everything we touch, we slowly dig ourselves into melancholic graves as the cancer kills its host.
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Wind Chimes Burn
04:20
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In a world, spiralling into the unknown, hope seems buried in ash
The ones we pick to lead build empires for themselves
Shallow generations, chasing superficial dreams
Planting terminator seeds meant to feed the disease
An epileptic struggle to grey a coloured world
Freedom deemed a seizure the world cannot afford
Eyes planted all around flickering lives
Hazy-eyed puppets juggling rusty knives
Swines of the vile aristocracy
Feast on souls of hollow puppets
Searing images of decadent success
Into the minds of oblivious sheep
Wind Chimes Burn
A neverending quest for absolute power
Totalitarian supremacy
Psycho pigs are now playing god
Artificially treating symptoms of greed
New generations born plugged in
Popping pills, sensory overload
We no longer stop to smell the roses
We stop to stare at coloured screens
Wind Chimes Burn
A 7 headed beast
Emerged from the sea
Your, so called Armageddon
Has been digitized
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Ferocious Dogs
02:33
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The ability to think for yourself, stripped away
All you do now is obey the orders of your masters
They blindfold you in honour and glory
No one really cares about your story
Never question, get in line, or you’ll be sorry
If you crack you live in purgatory
Devote your life to the ones above drunk on power
If ordered you’ll attack people holding flowers
Power
Not yours
You’re on a leash
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Paradise?
02:26
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From outside, a paradise
Once inside hear silent cries
Tried to fit inside the moulds
Where lay rest the tattered souls
Objective truth
Fades the world
Lies are now
History
Many came and many left
What felt like treason and theft
Fattening the ones in power
Fighting for scraps, the rest left sour
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5. |
Interlude
01:06
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6. |
Consume
03:19
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Another day dawns upon empty lives
Drag our feet to a job, feed the lies
What we have never enough to fill our souls
A constant state of despair our new norm
Clinging on to hope
Yet ready to flee
Dangling off a rope
Off a withered tree
Another way to cope?
Nothing comes for free
Darkened skies feasting on fading shadows
Cradles of broken dreams lie in ruins
Deadened eyes regurgitating grafted visions
The seeds we sow, washed away, by endless storms
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Kadogos
03:31
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Young lives
Snuffed out
Exploitation
By sick minds
Kadogos
The little ones
Choked to silence
Thrown into violence
Kadogos
The little ones
Innocence
Defiled by monsters
Grown men
Fucking cowards
Sacrifice children
A lust for power
Bullets whizz by
A young child falls
Gun in his hands
A bullet in his throat
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Light Of A Dying Sun
03:08
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Blinded – Staring directly at the sun
Darkness – Creeping up on us
Trying – To find purpose in this life
Denying – The pieces that don’t fit
Light of a dying sun
Feeling – Through the ashes that remain
Hoping – To find a piece of the past
Fading – Into the darkness that pervades
Nothing – Seems to make sense anymore
Light of a dying sun
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Light of a dying sun
Pray for another day
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9. |
Outro
00:49
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Totalitarianism can only do so much to mask the sickness.
The filth eventually seeps out, creating a toxic sludge for the pigs to wallow in as they count their bounty.
On the reflective surface of the sludge they fail to see the torches that are starting to surround them.
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