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Creatures
05:54
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HOW CAN ONE DENY
THE SWEET AND INTOXICATING AROMA
OF THE SULFUR THAT PLAGUES THE AIRS
HOW CAN ONE DENY
THE ESCAPE FROM THE CHAOS
THE FADE OF ONE'S SELF AWARENESS
HOW CAN ONE DENY
THE GORGEOUS LIES
THAT SURROUNDS US
BINDS US, CHAINS US
AND THEN SWALLOWS US WHOLE
UNTIL THERE IS NOTHING LEFT TO BE THORN
APART
FREE ME FROM THIS SHACKLES AND LET ME FADE INTO MADNESS
WHILE IMMORTAL FOES SING THEIR SONG OF DECEIT
IN THEIR DEAD LANGUAGE
UNBIND ME FROM THIS FRAIL
DESTINY OF FADING LIGHTS THAT DON'T ILLUMINATE
ANYTHING BUT THE MIRROR
THE MIRROR OF THE DAMNED
LIVING IS SUFFERING
TO LIVE A LIFE YOU MUST BE DEAD INSIDE
THE WAY TO BE WHOLE IS TO ESCAPE THE TIDE
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Absent in Flesh
06:17
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CONFINED TO THIS FRAIL BODY
THIS LIFE ISN'T MINE TO LIVE
AM I WRONG, AM I WEAK
OR AM I JUST ANOTHER FAILING DEFEAT
HE TOLD ME THAT I AM HIS CHOSEN, THAT I AM NOT FROZEN
FROZEN IN THIS NUMB STATE OF LIFELESS PAIN
AWAITING HIS WILL TO SAVE ME AGAIN
TO SAVE ME AGAIN
I NEED HIM TO LIVE
TO HAVE HIS WILL AS MY OWN
TO TURN THIS VILE FLESH INTO SOMETHING OF WORTH
I MUST BE WHOLE
THIS LACK OF WORDS TORMENTS MY BODY AND SOUL
ABSENT FROM PAIN
THE FLESH I DISDAIN
ECHOES OF PAST STORMS
SUFFERING, SUFFERING OF OLD
AM I WORTH THE SHAME I CAUSE?
WHY I AM I THE ONE THEY SEEK TO DESTROY?
MY ONLY WISH WAS THE WARMTH OF BELONGING
ALL I HAVE IS THIS WISH
THE CURSE OF LONGING
MURDER OF THE SOUL BORN IN DECEIT
THIS FLESH IS MY CAGE
AND BORN WITH THIS RAGE
I LONG TO BECOME ONE WITH HIS WILL
ABSENT IN FLESH
FINALLY BLESSED
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THESE SOUNDS THAT COME AND GO TOLD ME
THE END OF THE TALE
OF SEVEN TRUMPETS
OF DEVOURING SERPENTS
AND DESCENDING EVILS OF YORE
IT BEGINS WITH A BANG
AND BEFORE WE ALL HANG THE FEAR WILL COME
THE WATERS OF HORROR
SWALLOWING LAKES AND VALLEYS
AND EVERYTHING THAT WILL COME
AS THEY BLACKEN MY VISION
DEAFEN MY HEARING
AND TAKE ALL MY BURDENS AWAY
I FEEL THE GUILT OF MY UNHOLY WAYS
I CRAVE THE SILENCE AGAIN
THE SILENCE THAT BLOOD WILL PAY
ONLY I MUST HEAR SOMEDAY
THESE SOUNDS THAT COME AND GO
THEY WON`T STOP
THESE TALES OF SEVEN TRUMPETS AND DEVOURING SERPENTS
THEY WON`T STOP
THE EVILS OF YORE COME ALIVE AND MY SHADOWS ARE ONE
AND AS I LAY DOWN MY BURDENS I CATCH A GLIMPSE
OF WHAT I`VE BECOME
THE WATERS OF HORROR
SWALLOWING LAKES AND VALLEYS
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