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Concrete and Steel
14:38
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I looked across the waters, ash blood blacked
Roots poisoned and rotted, our earth lay fallow
Eyes hollow and burning, mind broken, breath shallow
Oceans of sorrow, regrets spill over and over again
Regrets spill over and over again
Slow collapse, building mounds like tombs
Countless gray soldiers, tumbling from the scaffolds
Their blood soaked eyes, like stained glass
Searing effigies of our hope, stand mocking our pain
And I see you screaming, I see you, but I can’t hear a thing
Searing effigies of our hope mock our suffering
My pain is a stone, growing slow, like a cancer
Bound in chains, of rage, red hot with fear
We harvest our sins, fangs out but broken
Our chapter is ending, unresolved, slamming shut
Crying molten tears, we design our graves
Bone and sinew stretch, and crack as we fall
Whispers crackle with lies, we envy the dead
No fear ward can save us, or the slaves we created
And I bury my siblings with the ashes of my children
Our temples alive seeking blood for their alters
Rage is our god, wrath our mother, fire our father
And I see you screaming, I see you, but I can’t hear a thing
My pain is a stone, growing slow, like a cancer
Rage is our god
No fear ward can save us, or the slaves we created
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Stagnation
06:58
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And you fall, fall into a tower of shadows
We pray to wolves as our flock flee the fires
Our forced calloused hands, whip broken backs
It hurts me to find you, kneeling before the veil
You fall into nothing, still just falling away, falling away
Your gods, they’re not watching, their fables, they’re all dead
Yet we still keep building with blood on our hands
Stones stacked like tombs, monuments like withered eyes
Pillars of smoke, columns of fire
I stood there watching, lambs led to the slaughter
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Wander the planes, absent minded, burning to believe, nothing there
Sky is seeping it's blood onto me, cover my skull, head forward
Nervous twitch keeping me alive, making me run
Agony the antidote of reason, shed my skin, tear my rotting carcass
Flowers in fields replaced with metal scraps, walk upon them in remembrance
Of how they once felt on the freshly sliced flesh.
Force the shards into your eyes
Scolding unconscious, behold wrath
Bones turning stone, turning clay, the chapter ends
Twist in the winds, ripping the seams, scatter
No flag left standing, no temple host to guide the lost
Shallow graves break the land, where seeds find purchase
feeding on each other, all souls broke and empty
Reclaimed the cycle, the land cries out
Wander the planes, absent minded, burning to believe, nothing there
Sky is seeping it's blood onto me, cover my skull, head forward
Nervous twitch keeping me alive
See the world for all the lack of glory.
See the beauty in the emptiness, rotting catacombs, ripe stench-filled walkways
This is the scope of our ruin and the culling of harvest
Bone riddled sewage clawing your knees, dragging and pulling
Deeper you fall under, your lungs fill with ashes
Sinking one by one, cold and alone, red ash turned to stone
Grey skies hold heavy the cries
This is the scope of our ruin and the culling of harvest
Bone riddled sewage clawing your knees, dragging and pulling
Deeper you fall under, your lungs fill with ashes
A smoldering cancer devouring the earth beyond sight
Dark coal speck imbedded in your soul shatters to branches
Black spine branches crackle out like teeth with no mouth
Light doused by smoke spewing wings dripping with venom
Behold the deluge, angry shatters the land underfoot
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