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An act of truthful misdeed, believing our constant need
Believing constructs of lies, for safety from the truth we despise
Ignore the facts all you want, the awakening might sometime be spawned
In this ignorance are no rights, just some fucked up wrongs
Betraying, yet clinically sane - swallowing on my own pain
Eating, while filled to the brim - leaving others lovingly eat their own skin
Leaving when clearly meant to stay - ignorance will never be astray
Slammed, thrown to the ground - at least my soul stayed unbound
An act of untruthful favour, hailing your so-called saviour
Obliverating all signs of truth, that all is an act of sleuth
Initiate the mind's obstruction, further quickening destruction
In this ignorance are no rights, just some fucked up wrongs
Betraying, now critically insane - everything seems like a fucked up game
Eating one's own skin - feasting on the hand's we're given
Here to stay against all odds, beneath our feet the earth tears up
The sight is focused on golden lies, global greed becomes a trite
Recite the morals we left behind, the brightest day becomes a night
Keep ignoring the fathom fact, each beginning brings an end
Now that all deeds went undone, destruction is what is common
Every building meant to stay now the wind carries astray
From the ashes from what once was, organically rebuild what never was
These peaceful visions seem reoccur, like a wet dream in a pervert's soul
Here to stay against all odds, beneath our feet the earth tears up
The sight is focused on golden lies, global greed becomes a trite
Recite the morals we left behind, the brightest day becomes a night
Keep ignoring the fathom fact, each beginning brings an end
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Tyrant
03:47
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And it feels like a tyrant is waking within
Fed by the fears of the masses and corporate wealth
The golden youngling smiles at us and plays at messiah
When time is right for riot, it might be too late
The fire has burned down long ago, yet embers remain
The working class once united, now stands duly divided
Might regain the backbone of righteousness and tear off the veil from their eyes
Then the golden tyrants might relearn the power of fear
Rise, break those chains
raise your voice and shout out your anger
Rise, break those chains
raise your voice and shout out your anger
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Puritans Hand
04:42
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The gust of impurity blew and let chaos befall land
Comprehensible yet so complex, mindlessly destroy what's made
Defying all logic to stay damned, through noxcious concepts
Reaching into a deadmen's land - a purtian's hand
The rotten's heart is full of darkness and mess
Without thinking he provoces chaos to seem
Further encapsulating destruction in this dimension
While the enlightened's heart might be more pure
Also his action shall bring chaos to these lands
The difference lies not in action, but merely in reason
The gust of impurity blew and let chaos befall land
Comprehensible yet so complex, mindlessly destroy what's made
Defying all logic to stay damned, through noxcious concepts
Reaching into a deadmen's land - a purtian's hand
The gust of impurity blew and let chaos befall land
Comprehensible yet so complex, mindlessly destroy what's made
Defying all logic to stay damned, through noxcious concepts
Reaching into a deadmen's land - a purtian's hand
Let chaos befall land to mindlessly destroy what was made through noxcious concepts
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Hail to the Insane
03:05
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I have cast off shackles of faith
A believer nevermore
Go cast me out of your little tribe
I don't need you anymore
So put the noose around my neck
And with a smile, I'm defying death
"Part of the group" has lost appeal
If the group is certifiably insane
You stay on message, and they repeat
The whole flock sharing half a brain
So put the noose around my neck
And with a smile, I'm defying death
A lone pariah, a heretic
King of the outcast, a lunatic
Walking alone, I will survive
Head held high, fist to the sky
Feel the fury, bring the pain
I endure, hail to the insane
The downward spiral of society
Has got me scared and entertained
Mankinds demise brought by mankinds hand
Just puts a smile upon my face
So put the noose around my neck
And with a smile, I'm defying death
A lone pariah, a heretic
King of the outcast, a lunatic
Walking alone, I will survive
Head held high, fist to the sky
Feel the fury, bring the pain
I endure, hail to the insane
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Among the first light of day the visions appear to stay
The hardships of yesterday swept by bliss from reveries
Oh sweet silence, break the violence
Oh sweet violence, break the silence
At the end of the crescent day the torment seems far away
In reality owned by hunger and knavery
Oh sweet wisdom, break the wholesome
Oh sweet wholesome, break the wisdom
At the end of the crescent day the torment seems far away
In reality owned by hunger and knavery
Sunshine comes after a rainy day, these visions were never meant to stay
Gold pot under the rainbow rays, these visions were never meant to stay
Freedom upon a shackled race, these visions were never meant to stay
Just waiting it would go away, these visions were never meant to stay
Mindlessly walking away, these visions were never meant to stay
75 years of silent peace, these visions were never meant to
Oh sweet sheep, break the deceit
Oh sweet deceit, break the sheep
Hope will wash all evil away, these visions were never meant to stay
We won't build a wall, they say; these visions were never meant to stay
Calamity will bring a better place, these visions were never meant to stay
Lastly live after you're buried deep, you were never meant to stay
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Walking Ashen Realms
03:13
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In the biting winds of this ashen realms
We drown in molten rust, burned remains
Nothing to lose, nothing to gain
Walking wounds, we remain
No more haven, no more shelter
Our betrayal made our tomb
Nothing to lose, nothing to gain
Walking wounds, we remain
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Death Hippie
03:02
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The tale of a man concealed
Forsaken within his 20m²
Always fucked up in worn-out yoga pants
No shoes found in his belongings
Vegan blood of rage rushes through his veins
Killing people for the sake of animals
They all call him by his middle name
The job-center worker's final boss
Said to be on food-stamps since '84
Reaping working-class money is just fine
Vegan blood of rage is rushing through his veins
Spinal fluid ripped from the bong,
They all call him by his middle name
And he's always moving in for the full-blown kill
Never accept a tab from him
It will decompose your organs from withing
Holes in the brain and in the nose
Yes, death will be really close
They all call him by his middle name
They all call him by his middle name
They all call him by his middle name
Jack the bong reaper
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Reveal Thy Mask
04:06
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Unnerving beauty
Picture-perfect being
Cloaked deity
Terrible fate
Faceless legend
Cracking skin
Clay-formed face
Terrible fate
Oh, nameless distress
Fathomless
Forge the way
Lead me astray
Oh, nameless distress
Fathomless
Reveal Thy Face
Reveal Thy Face
Hand me a mask
I'd take mine off
Replace my soul
Rip me to the bone
Hand me a mask
I'd take mine off
Refurbish my holes
Fix me awhole
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Darkest of Thrones
02:28
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Slumped on your throne
Your voice coarse and weak
Your realm's a damp dark basement
You feel a mighty king
Wrinkled flesh on bones
Twisted, brittle, thin
Your mirror shows a warrior
Loving your own deceit
You fail to see what you have come to be
you fail to see what you will always be
Your chamber echoes wisdom
The truth that you speak
No need for other voices
When you know all you need
Wrinkled flesh on bones
Twisted, brittle, thin
Your mirror shows a warrior
Loving your own deceit
You fail to see what you have come to be
you fail to see what you will always be
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Prelude to Chaos
00:54
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Chaos Legions
04:03
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When the crowds in town amasses, we mesh into the masses
A Legion built from discontent
Stealthin we remain unseen, almost as if we've never
Close to you
Hail, Chaos, Hail
Hail, Chaos, Hail
Hail, Chaos, Hail
Hail, Chaos, Hail
We pollute the minds, provoke their sentiment
To contain irrationality
They become content, obedient and numb
But freed from their chains we built
Hail, Chaos, Hail
Hail, Chaos, Hail
Hail, Chaos, Hail
Hail, Chaos, Hail
Spawn of Chaos sits inside your mind
You've been infected, no longer strife
For your longing of dissatisfaction
You've been freed craving attention
Spawn of Chaos sits inside your mind
Soul-polluting your inner drive
Of constant passive exploitation
They call us the Legion of Chaos
Once infected there is no cure, not a damn thing you can do
Until death
Better get some comfort in staying unbound
And spread the malady
Hail, Chaos, Hail
Hail, Chaos, Hail
Hail, Chaos, Hail
Hail, Chaos, Hail
Spawn of Chaos sits inside your mind
You've been infected, no longer strife
For your longing of dissatisfaction
You've been freed craving attention
Spawn of Chaos sits inside your mind
Soul-polluting your inner drive
Of constant passive exploitation
They call us the Legion of Chaos
Malignant beings for valueing freedom
Labelled by chained zombies
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Toblakai Graz, Austria
Toblakai. Thrashing black metal from Austria. This band is brutal, cunning and epic, just like Karsa Orlong. Witness the power of their songs unfold and behold the might inspired by the great Steven Erikson.
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