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Archaic Doctrines
03:20
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In comparison
We are nothing
On the map of existence
Not even a grain of sand
See beyond this
Tiny spurt of flame
Life on earth is
Impermanent
Lost in this feeble human existence
Search for your own quintessence
Insubordinate the lies
(Insubordinate the lies)
Do not believe
(Do not believe)
Hindering the progress
(Hindering the progress)
Of our intellectual birth
Cleverly ambiguous
Interpretation impossible
Equivocal in all it's evidence
Misleading and vague
A tool for power
Hampering our free will
Evasive words
From an unloving god
Humankind
Shackled from birth
Shackled from birth
Insubordinate the lies
(Insubordinate the lies)
Do not believe
(Do not believe)
Hindering the progress
(Hindering the progress)
Of our intellectual birth
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The Oceanborn
03:54
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In the flickering light
Now no one may rest
With this blood we may reveal
What lies in store
Through the ages
Our punishment is
the never ending journey
Now there is no return
We congregate in the mud
Drawing the circle
Within sacred boundaries
The summoning will commence
A vibrating cry breaks the silence
Something is calling from below
All the echoes unbound
We welcome thee
The Oceanborn
We've brought you to this realm
We welcome thee
Mankind will mourn because I am the Oceanborn
From west to east
A new beginning arises
The worlds have been connected
The simmering fire will now die
An eternal storm flood the lands
The aquatic age has come
Drastic changes in climate
Was that all it took?
We thought to high of ourselves
By fire, the reptilian era
Came to an end
An ironic demise
Awaits mankind
We welcome thee
The Oceanborn
We've brought you to this realm
We welcome thee
Mankind will mourn because I am the Oceanborn
Planetary immune system
Cleansing the surface
From this parasitic race
The aquatic age has come
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Uncreation Manmade
04:55
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"Now I have become death, the destroyer of worlds.
I suppose we all thought that; one way or another." - J. Robert Oppenheimer
Skeletons of rust left in its wake
At first a silent progression then came the arpeggios of death
Slowly weaving the web
Connecting the junctions
Raiding the earth
For silver and gold
Uncreation
Prepare for your final embrace
Within the walls of your grace
You can continue your crusade
Uncreation manmade
Elements escaping the atmosphere
Leaving all hope to science
Echoes of slaughter
Still you won't see
That the world needs you
Echoes of torment
Still you won't see
That the world needs you
Prepare for your final embrace
Within the walls of your grace
You can continue your crusade
Uncreation manmade
Prepare for your final embrace
Within the walls of your grace
You can continue your crusade
Uncreation manmade
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A forgotten god carved in stone
The essence of the past speaks the truth
Mans struggle of immortality
Nothing lasts forever
Time is a grinding wheel
Slowly turning the tide
You will not live forever
Nor will that which you leave behind
The Ephemeral Endeavor
Empires crumble like castles made of sand
The lingering illusion of our own importance
We create idols for worship when
the true god of life and death
makes existence possible
Are you blind?
Are you blind?
Are you blind?
You will not live forever
Nor will that which you leave behind
The Ephemeral Endeavor
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Above our heads the canopy of stars
The celestial sphere tears itself apart
We're finally neglected by the sun
That which is far away matters at last
Crumbling, trickling as I watch above
Reach out your hands and cherish this moment
We've had our time
We're the chosen
We'll see the fire
We're the generation
That witness the end of this world
Finally,
Everything comes to an end
We got to experience
The ephemeral joy of consciousness
Finally,
Everything comes to an end
We got to experience
The ephemeral joy of consciousness
Any man will provide vindication for their beliefs
Made up gods defended by those in flesh and bone
It doesn't matter what they said
It doesn't matter what they did
It doesn't matter what they said
It doesn't matter what they did
Nothing matters now
Nothing matters now
Nothing matters now
Nothing
The hour has come
It was all for naught
Finally,
Everything comes to an end
We got to experience
The ephemeral joy of consciousness
Finally,
Everything comes to an end
We got to experience
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