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Liberty
04:30
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Liberty, violated
For the sake of power
Appetite, never sated
Say they can protect us all
Liberty, desecrated
For the sake of power
Always shall grasp for more
Bend us to their will
The thumb of oppression can never be lifted
For then we will rise against them all
As Patrick Henry shakes his fist
At what we have done to ourselves
We walk along oblivious, numb
Ignorant of what we have lost
Deed is done We can never go back
The violation shall never be gone
The taste of influence
Dribbles from their teeth
As wolves stalking prey
They smell of the blood
Of their victims
Always seeking more
Never shall the power mongers cease in their struggle
Liberty must at times be refreshed with blood
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Vein Lane
04:35
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Face down on the ground
Dead bodies all around
Lying by yourself
In a pool of gore
These hands have brought disgrace
By tearing at your face
Release the heart from the body
Asphyxiate
Psycholic ways in the eyes
Looking for a reason to survive
You cannot suffer more
Than with these hands of mine
Losing your mind
You will find it
You will hide
Vein Lane
Cannot fathom what’s been done
How did we get to this place
And all I want is your
Blood
As I stare down at my hands
Covered all in viscera
Chewed through your throat
Broken your will
Psycholic ways in the eyes
Looking for a reason to survive
You cannot suffer more
Than with these hands of mine
Losing your mind
You will find it
You will hide
Vein Lane
Your hair will wither
Your eyes will bleed
Your skin will shiver
You’ll die with me
The power lies in my hands
The taste of blood never forgotten
And now my bloodlust
Will never end
Psycholic ways in the eyes
Looking for a reason to survive
You cannot suffer more
Than with these hands of mine
Losing your mind
You will find it
You will hide
Vein Lane
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3. |
Wasteland
06:23
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Scripted life
Hides behind
The eye that sees
Into an empty soul
Abandonment
of all that has
had meaning to
the heart of mankind
Contemplation
Left behind
Replaced by lust
Until we are numb
Trained from birth
To care about
Only that
Which means nothing
Statues of mankind
Crumbled into dust
Ephemera is all we praise
In truth we see only lies
Enter the Wasteland
Suffer by Your Hand
Our own creation
A world of empty thoughts
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Guilty
03:56
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He watched you die
In mind and soul
You have become
Worthless bone home
The watcher who sees all we have been
And knows what we once have come from
Looks down at those who lie beneath him
His mind must seek deeper reality
Than what you know for you have always
Hidden from the depth of life
You long
For the pain that you call home
No truth has risen
In the pain that you call home
He watched us die
An act of god?
There are naught
you fell into
Forced from our home s taken by the
Power mad politicos and their allies
Not a thing left for us to cling to
Strip searched by a lifeless machine
No complaints register with the soulless
Automaton who can only follow orders
Cannot escape
The pain that you call home
Always hide
In the pain that you call home
We have given up all that is good
No one to blame only ourselves
Look about there is never meaning
It is all a phantom in your addled
Mind. . . .
Mind that lies overloaded
On the yellow stained floor of the
Pisser that is our culture
It is your time to fall
This is the pain that you call home
In the pain that you call home
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Mad Scientist
02:04
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Misdeeds of mankind tallied by one man
The judgement of the human race falls to his fragile hand
At the push of a button he decides to end it all
For the crimes we have committed by abandoning the mind
We have squandered the inheritance of those who come before
and now there is nothing left for those who know the world.
The failings of the human race have made the genius mad
And now he must take his place Avenger of the Past
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6. |
Interlude
01:14
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7. |
Aftermath
07:37
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Survivors left
With nothing but their lives
World destroyed by the mad
Alone or so it seems
Cannibals
Scavengers
Survive at our expense
We are not alone
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Necromantic Incantation
04:12
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World destroyed
Nothing left to cling to
Trying to resurrect what once was
But can never be again
The necromancers of the bygone world
Cannot connect the pieces of the past
For mankind has left it too far behind
So that what remains means nothing
Only the bones remain
The soul cannot be recovered
Nor can the mind
Of that thing which has been stripped bare
Scavengers collecting scrap
Marauders preying on the weak
Cannibals trying to eke out existence
Survivors do what they can
And yet, for all that we have abandoned the past
And left behind anything which means anything
There is no longer any original thought
Only copying
But the copies lack the substance of the original
They have only breached the surface
And barely that
So that the new world has no essence of its own
And remains a mere shadow of a people that was once great
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