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The Hell We Have Chosen
06:22
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Shake your fists to the sky
Curse the god you choose
You cannot hide from the lie
This is the hell you chose
Rip the blood from the earth
Scatter the ashes of man
Sow your seeds of rage
In this the hell we've chose
The land is burning
The sickness spreads
The mirrors scream apocalypse
This is the end
The trenches dig themselves
Humanity waits in line
Eager to kill to prove
It’s not our fault
Armored with hypocrisy
We forge the world we want to see
Fingers point
Our tongues like whips
Scourging the truth we hate
Empires fall
Structure devolves
Upon each other blame it all
Never look inside to see
The heart of malice beats in me
Mouths preach love
Eyes weep for forgiveness
While we beat
The bleeding idealess senseless
Joining in the throng
Of the spiritually malformed
We revel in the underworld
We use our hate to forge
There is no hope
In the creatures we’ve become
We live our lives
Demonizing everyone
We are slaves to the world
That we have made
Hells already here
Your living it today
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Beasts as Gods
05:10
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I see a heaven on earth
It shines as gold
its glass parades an endless stream of wonder
The many gather
They flock with slack jaws and open eyes
Together we watch the holy ones dance and sing
We eat our fill of needless things
We laugh together, senseless and dull
If our joy is so great, why are we so empty?
Why do we clap and ask for more?
Who are these risen gods
demanding we sit at their feet?
Why do we let them devour our spirits
When they are no greater than we?
What are we worth
Why do we live?
Is it simply to revel in pleasure?
Rutting and feasting like pigs?
Once when we were free
We stood with pride
Exalting creation
Knowing ourselves through the eyes of life
Unhampered by the miasma
Of our primal instincts
How did we fall?
How did we come to inhabit one mind?
The flesh of our idols
Whispering secrets
Clamping on collars and choking our spirits
Year after year
A slow decay
Showing us a better way
We walked willing onto the altar
And offered up our necks
It’s all a lie
A snare made of pleasure
Seek for yourself
And never endeavor
To look beyond and find something new
Topple their statues
Build something new!
Animals rule in the the house of man
Sheep with crowns
bleating commands
I see them clear
these beasts as gods
I revile these fallen kings
I deny the will of man
I will seek a better path
Free of these beasts as gods
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Frozen is the path through these memories
My mind is cold torment a place where I am forced to walk
Encased like statues the past reaches out
Their eyes and hands filled with anguish and sorrow
I turn my head from the ones I left
I close my eyes to the deeds I’ve done
I look at what I’ve built in the place of those I cared
A monument of sand are my achievements
and my sorrow is the coming tide
I am crushed, battered in the storm of my own making
My pallid mask veils the great deceit
I am not content, I have no peace, I am not proud of who and what I am
I betrayed those whom I love
I betrayed all that I stood for
I weep alone in this world devoid of love
A world I created for my own
The mouths of man
They recognize what I’ve achieved
Parasitic sycophants say:
what I’ve burned is worth what I’ve made
But I see clay running through my fingers
I try to create but it all just falls apart
I know the truth
The fear I dare not speak
This life is wasted
and it’s me who threw it away
The things I cared for the ones I needed
most
In my dreams they bleed and scream my name
I did not kill them but I cut them just the same
Now I’m alone in dark, in pain
Buried in a tomb
Built of my shame
Who can lift this crushing weight
Who can lift the sorrow off my back
Will no one help, will no one lend a hand?
They all are gone
And I’m to blame
I chose this life
I dug my grave
I burned the bridges.
That I made
I can’t go back
Can’t be forgave
I hate myself
I hate the strife
I chose the world
Over life
Now all is silence
All is cold
The end is near
This death foretold
My sorrow hangs
Around my neck.
The rope I use
To hang my self
The world I chose
To leave behind
Has nothing left
I cannot hide
The spirits crushed
Beneath my boots
The ones I spurned
The ones I used
They do not watch
They do not cheer
There is no one
That I hold dear
Now all is cold
The frost entombs
Oblivion
My mind consumes
Now all is cold
Now all is not numb
It is the the end
Forgive me all
The ones
I left behind
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Ashes to Ashes
04:15
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The towers you build may shine in the light
Lofty pillars to pride your mark on life
They already crumble
They rust and they break
You build for what? You build your mistakes
Your faces you mask
In beauty you languor
Youth is your god, you worship the mirror
Age sits on shoulders
Everyday you decay
Your beauty is rotting in your wasted grave
The crowds they are flocking
They praise your name
Adoring and smiling you are what they crave
In a year or one hundred All you are will be dust
Your followers forgotten
Your name but a husk
For pleasure you yearn
For pleasure you give
Your body a temple for others to live
Delusion holds fast
Your alone with the many
Used and abused for your throwaway body
Nothing remains
Nothing will last
In the end there will be only ash
Bury yourself
In delusions of grandeur
The things you’ve given meaning
Will eventually surrender to the pyre.
Build up the fire
Look upon the life you stand
And see sinking in like sand
What was the purpose
What did it mean?
The lessons of the past
Buried beneath the masses
Of
Ashes
Ashes to ashes
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Slaves to Darkness
03:27
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Harrowing and gaunt
Your shade shifts in the murk of your deeds
Stalking the unknowing
Bleeding the bereft
No fellow to man
No lender of hand
Deed upon deed you worship upon your own alter
You sacrifice the lives of others
You burn all belief
You spurn all in faith
You dwell in the cold embrace of nothingness
For what will you stand?
For what will you not bend?
There is no wrong
And rights what you command
Your hex burns bright on your tongue like wicked flame
Perverting the lost to peruse your realm of pain
You are the lies
That causes man to hang
You are the shadow
That leads all to early graves
You laugh and celebrate as the world dissolves to dust
For you there is no redemption
There is no hallowed ground
You are the true nightmare
You are what man should fear
For in mankind’s reflection you are always near
You are the animal within
The instincts to follow unhindered desire
To bask in immorality
For the sake of your own rotting vanity
You hate what you are
You hate all creation
You wish for the death of every creed and nation
The truth is your afraid
To face the coming day
And though you whisper death
You hold onto every breath
The paradox of the wicked life
Within is the greatest strife
You fear to face yourself
So you turn on life instead
Pain is the purpose of your existence.
Yet pain of living is what you fear
You prey on the weak but fail to see
You are a slave
A slave to your own darkness
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Frothing at the mouth
Ripping at your eyes
You cannot believe
The product of your lies
Led to a place
Where there is no escape
The final entombment
True death's embrace
Your life was lived
For pain and pleasure
You find now in the end
You will have neither
Your choices were many
Like the patchwork of your veins
You sliced them open
And bleed your fate into your grave
Hear the chorus
Wailing in the dark
Feel the strangling fear
As the lid begins to shut
Nothing is left
For you to say or do
Weeping and silent sorrow
Is all that’s left for you
In life there was no justice
Or so you said and thought
You took it on yourself
To twist the lives you took apart
Many denied you
Many tried to plead
You laughed at their sadness
You mocked their every tear
Now in the end
See justice is patient
The many stand above
Silent as they watch you
You cannot understand
What you did to be here
The folly of your ways
Has blinded you in fear
This is your end
This is your truth
You chose this hell
Now live it’s truth
The light is shut out
You raise your hands and cry
Your time has run out
Forever you shall die
Drowning in remorse
And weeping in silent sorrow
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