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Awaken, despise the beauty of the dawn
Only once again to join with chaos
Choking, smothering all that I am
I'm drowning in the tides of slavery
Slavery with the illusion of freedom
Giant herds of men that spread across the lands
Devouring, devastating all in sight
The freedom of past now gone
Now drones, bio-machines
The birth of digital flesh
Cloaked in digital appendages
I suffer so, a bygone product of my race
Am i truly outdated or are my eyes wide open
While the rest suffer, blinded and unaware?
Forced by the strong
Submerge my will, conform
The inevitable truth
The reshaping of our existence
I long for the afterlife
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Eternity...
01:48
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Forgone
07:34
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Far from the woes of earth
Lived a deity
Hitherto a stranger to calamity
Still, no heart is immune to love
And fate chose a worldly creature
To charm our young God
The Gods took heed
Masters of creation
Were filled with fury
No God could halt such passion
No power could forestall such zeal
I defy thee, rulers of the universe
I condemn eternity without her
At last... Liberty
A divine pariah
Stripped of immortality
Seeking comfort in the realm of the mortals
Eyes glisten with passion
Her touch confirms a gesture of tenderness
A single night they spent
Entwined in one last embrace
Awakened by wrath...
Lo the stench of death filled the place
Darkness enshrouds them
As Gods cast their vengeance
Silence hovers over moments drear and sick
She lays dying Still graceful as night
Elegant as fall...
Cries unanswered
Orisons unrequited
I cease endeavors
And ponder my escape...
Death comes at last
What is mayhem for man
Is merely solace for me
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Ablaze the Wheel Turns
06:06
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Global incestuous death
Creating the destroyer
Destroying the creator
A hunger for flesh
Both in lust and death
Suicidal plague body
Fucking it's way to self-destruction
For all it knows,
All it sees
Selfish backs are turned
As lust wells up
The suffering of the new to come
Matters not
A lover,a parent, a child
Turned upon itself
Murder suicide
Born to turn upon itself
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Despondency In Crescendo
09:59
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Hope flickers, dying on the horizon
And felicity renders into oblivion
A fantasy...
Frozen in time
A prisoner inside my own self
Locked within the walls of my own disgrace
Tearslinger under my skin
A fusion of pride and fear
A blend of serenity and resentment
The want to flee consumes me
The urge to succumb eats its way
Through a brawn, weakened by seclusion
In my utter gloom, I glance death
My seductress, my enchantress
I felt life closing in on me
Smothering, suffocating me
'Tis unfeasible to escape the bitterness of life
I felt life closing in on me
And I tasted death with delight
Ne'er will I dwell...
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Time Feeds this Wound
06:36
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A constant reoccurence awakens my suffering
My existence servitude to trauma
As a time lapsed world carries on
Reality became my nightmare
This dwelling despair suffocates my soul
I battle this doleful ever dawn behind masquerade
These limbs are pulled by threads from times past
Like a puppet, my actions play out my suffering
These bleak eyes witness to terror
Crimson tears will stain these cheeks
My tragedy engraved in my skil
Oh to embrace a new day, the suns warmth
I am cold and prisoner to filthy regrets
It is said that time heals all wounds
Time had only fed this wound
The rusty rapier succumbs to my warmth
"Bleed me for I am poisoned"
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Hair of the Beast
05:19
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The king and queens in golden towers
Men of God, children of demons
Beggars and threadbare pariahs
United under the lure of one poison
Nearer to death at every breath
And yet we work each day
To by night play a twisted game
And dissolve what years had built
Awaken from the cure in a shroud of errors
In sickness, yet the torment of past remains
No ease, but one lless night to live
So look to the future and the poison again
Hair of the beast that plagues us
Destroy memories of pain with
Warped euphoria ever forgotten
All that remains is sickness
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From Ancestral Lands
06:38
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My primeval eyes sheilded from fear
All truth and vision was blinded, lost
The early years, the lost years T
he link to the ancestral plain
Now I wonder
And I wander
I journey through strange corridors
Or mirrors distorted reflections
Crossing paths of unfamiliar memories
Doors closed on rooms, never again entered
Sadness grasps hold
Longing for this lost part of me
Something now unknown
And only the end now, will reveal the secrets
That I long for
How I long for
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Hypnotic Dirge Records Amadora, Portugal
Hypnotic Dirge Records is an independent record label and webshop based in Saskatchewan, Canada and Lisbon, Portugal active since 2008. Our intention and raison d'être is to release quality expressive and eclectic art through aural manifestations.
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