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Tectonic Plates
05:01
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Violent multitude, triggered with primitive motives
False clarity, the obvious choice is always a warning
The marrow is hidden from perception
Servants and martinets, force fed to follow march ahead
Confront to build the borders
Omit the slight of hand
Behold the sores opening
Glorious reign of dread
Mass disaffection
Pressure rising inside
Collision
Mass attrition
Momentum wasted away
Desolation
Physical tectonic plates
Unconscious mass restructured to become
A slave of its own, blind movement and cause
Curtailment to be done, destruction orgy
Casualties unknown
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Potion of The Skies
05:55
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If the stars had found their way, colliding.
(then) we would be gone at suspension of time.
The giant objects moved by massive explosions,
flares in space nowhere into nowhere.
A mythic potion obtained from the skies.
Breaking one’s promise guarded by scape.
By all means to lit, by all wills of oath.
Eternity in rapture above the law.
Formulas, tools called by dimensions.
Creation - a sage of forge, an aging force,
absorption, charmed by thy powers,
possession - pushed its roots to infinity.
Disciples found their way, wand of the world.
Winds of time blurred the dimension.
The giant objects moved by massive explosions,
flares in space nowhere into nowhere.
Mortal as I am, I know that I am born for a day. But when I follow at my pleasure the serried multitude of the stars in their circular course, my feet no longer touch the earth.
Ptolemy
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TAR
03:55
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Heat from within, gloom kindles the fire.
It spills out & covers the light.
Meaning, loss, persistence of might.
Piles cannot oppose the density.
The wicked circle faces its destiny,
trembles anxiously, dying defying.
The tar flows down the valley.
Towards perdition, withstand ignition.
Ritual of fire, dust and pyre.
Shredded bones in vortex of contempt.
Lurking demons above the dead.
Scattered stones like stars
mark the way in the crust.
The tongues of flame lash and burn.
Powers and spells, holds back the gates.
The Petrified substance smokes and blurs.
Heat from within, gloom kindles the fire.
It spills out & covers the light.
Meaning, loss, persistence of might.
Piles cannot oppose the density.
The wicked circle faces its destiny,
trembles anxiously, dying defying.
The tar flows down the valley.
Towards perdition, withstand ignition.
Ritual of fire, dust and pyre.
Which way I fly is hell; myself am hell; And in the lowest deep a lower deep, Still threat’ning to devour me, opens wide, To which the hell I suffer seems a heaven.
John Milton
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4. |
Further From Ordeal
04:35
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Farewell my land
At the break of dawn,
We've fleed slaughter and toss
Conflagration took our fortune and hope
Now roads, this landscape never ends
And the feeling that we're just bodies
In falling rain and howling wind
The fallen men, emaciated
Struggle ahead
In search of a reason to stand
Another day of strain
Glimmer of life demands a fuel to combust
Madness of this World, the powermonger's choice
Exploitation fever, grants controlled upheaval
Orphans of the War, we, the broken throng
Numbers of the trade, lives for gold and wealth
Anguish of this World, the poverty ignored
Like cannon fodder's prayers, words of hope unheard
Rubble behind
Our heritage and pride
All the past rend with the hostile hands
Further from ordeal, we run
Further from ordeal, closer to oblivion
Further from ordeal, we endure
Further from ordeal, deeper into sorrow
Turned into a cattle, we last
We, the flock among the wolves
Lead: Daniel Kesler
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Excursus Ignis
04:26
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Drawn into the depths in a vortex of evil.
It desires every piece of life.
Names many, monstrous, fatal spirits.
The embodiment of desires, murky matters.
It reaches for a goblet of pain.
It lies in the dark.
The mirror as shadow breaks the silence.
Only space separates them.
Seeing this crack. Time stands still.
Staring at the void when it dies.
Shrines, tombs of the broken.
Lurking specters, hiding hounds.
Dancing on the blade that pierces the will.
Creating a unity from the dead,
Burst like enchanted snakes.
Feed and bask in the riches of flesh.
Lead: Daniel Kesler
Falls asleep in a pool of loss.
Dirty, touched and enslaved.
Starves in isolation with a sense of healing.
Rotfiends to be forgotten, demons will take what belongs to them.
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6. |
Aurora
02:29
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Instrumental
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7. |
Debris
05:05
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Wherever I am there's nothing.
Where the thought disappears
there is a way to perish.
Empty worlds above our heads.
What rises upwards, what desires
when we build graves.
This moment - few grains.
Between circles over time.
Dreams far by eternity.
Searching in constant, denying pleasures,
Rejection, worshiping death,
Above all judgment of flesh and affliction.
By rituals and prayers to witchcraft and wisdom.
In twilight before dawn the virtues fade away,
mocked by veiled faces.
These deeds to forget, these truths ahead.
Lead: Hubert Więcek
Lead: Daniel Kesler
We stand against those laws in abjection.
We float between thoughts to foreign worlds.
Tearing off garments, on the verge of lies, in preservation.
The fire smolders and the souls go away.
Viola: Monika Boroni
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Wounds Unhealed
05:22
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From savaged mind, to savaged soul
Interval of pain, harm left untold
Under gloss of might, beyond its supremacy
Denied, repelled, forgotten
Against the grain
Into the void, secret kingdom to claim
A thousand words, one thousand thorns
Recollections that mend the past together
To hold, to reign
As savaged mind, with savaged soul
Assemble parts of broken mould
Once shattered, once worn
With any shame
With every wound
With every hurt
Passed on
All my steps wake remnants of the past
Judgements thrown like stones still back and forth
What's real, who's sane?
Who dares to save a man from himself
No more, no less, but only will might alter
In between the harm uncured and tainted flow
Rage will come
No one breaks the circle
Rage will come
Venom keeps on flowing
If the harm once done
Cannot be forgotten
Pain... Won't wither away
Future dawns with patterns once obtained
Choices built on bones of elder realm
Find a root, find a core
Don't let it poison you with scorn
Vicious spiral grows within and...
Raw determinism to prevail and thrive
Burden of templates for the matrix ahead
Damage done, wound unhealed
Carrying the past for sake of dodging the fall
Now share your heart with the abyss
You'll never feel the cold again
Nothing hurts, no one...
Immerse in boundless deep
Into the depth of the purest Śūnyatā
When deserted mind realizes
The source and flow,
Where the hatred
Comes as a legacy
Of the harmed
Lead: Hubert Więcek
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9. |
Les Ruines De Pompei
06:36
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Earth ablaze, char and fire…
I, here I stand as a witness
Here I wait for the flames
I, I beheld the inferno
Hence my eyes let be yours
I, heretofore I have promised
Ink my truth with my blood
I, I will lay down my burden
Concealed by scoria and tar
Hear the awakening of the Gods
Aether devoured by darkness
Dis Pater! We cannot evade your wrath
What is ever begotten, be your guest down below
Engulfed by cinder, Pompei, our tomb
Veritas Odit Moras, letters from the grave
What should be written to limn our demise
Words that convey worthless struggle to thrive
Abandoned hope, temper tantrum of mad
Grim memoir of unknown, doomed man
Abide to perish with a horrendous toll
Wrong conjuncture of place and time
Veiled, like a widow's pale lips
Preordained for the first in line
What mind can't erase, Time does for real
Veritas Odit Moras, Omnes Una Manet Nox!
Fatal hour, epilogue of misery
Falls like a blade with a terminal blow
Let my words bring my world to you
Bitter embers of my ways, the path of rebel soul
This appealing tragic flaw
Hath become my failure
Ring the bells to let them know
From the ash, to dust we rolled
Blow the horns, for our souls
Comprehend this mortal coil
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