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Aftermath
01:50
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The aftermath is an eventuality unavoidable
The aftershock counter reaction
When two monoliths clash neither will waver
Those caught in between will be crushed
The construction unquestionable
The argument that made itself
Veracity self defining
Manipulation self deceiving
Reborn in apathy one's weakness can be overcome
Death of the nomadic lifestyle will pave the future
But recursive struggles hold us back
Illusions of blind sight mislead
In torrential flames we rebuild our persona
Defeat the sword of oppression that has been unsheathed
And we reach the closure we planned all along
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Reborn in Apathy
05:12
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The place where unprepared hearts go to die
The weakness that cripples with doubt
Emptiness driven by fragility
Forced to live clad in apathy
Time is the engineer of
Hindsight that burns inside
And makes us hollow
One step is enough to fall
Downward spiral
Taking all that you have made
And then the void consumes
What we have made is of no value
Daggers of cold nothingness
Stabbing endlessly bleeding us out
Claustrophobia from within
Cutting lashing clawing scratching
Trying desperately to feel
But the ice is too deep to be
Thawed by only the care of one
Lack of compassion drives us
Apart as we wither
Cutting lashing clawing dying
When you don't feel how do you stop?
The downfall of our species is
Imminent if we cannot change
Give yourself to the calm
Cut out your past regrets
Be reborn in apathy
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3. |
Death of the Nomadic
04:46
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Destroying what your mind perceives as indispensable
...withheld by ignorance, forced denial
Preyed on by merchants of bold-faced deceit
Breaking the cycle of indoctrination
They're liars they're peddlers of doubt
In a world governed by nonsensical thought
Circuitry eroded with the acid of poison tongues
Fresh neurons shoehorned away from the question
Pathways built upon illusionary foundation
And a zeitgeist that self-reinforces
Stone pages, wound hearts, the recipe of hatred
The battles fought between kindred crossborn
The masterminds amass crimson currencies
Wrought by the souls of marionettes
Take all your profit and cast it from your heart
Seize the common man take their minds
Exchange rates between indulgentia and sanguinea
Commission taken by dominus ex cathedra
Archaic historical constructs
Yet applied the future it obstructs
There is one way to go
The promise of the recreant hypocritical frauds
To amplify alienation with discriminant fate
Can you absolve idolatry from bigotry
Soul unity felled in one strike, faith misapplied
Apostatic repression is the cure for the oppression
Deeply cursed decrepitude contaminates manuscripts turns to spite
Sublime, innocent, all-forgiving; elaborate deceit
Self-awareness is bleeding lacerated by the spiritual strife
Apostatic repression is the cure for the oppression
Deeply cursed decrepitude contaminates manuscripts turns to spite
Those who violate free will deserve to languish in pits of human waste
Our solemnity is erased
And as we turn to illumination
We are freed from the shackles of oblivion
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Recursive Struggle
04:10
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Time flows constantly, it doesn't care about people who are struggling
If strength is justice, then is powerlessness a crime?
If happiness had a form, what would it look like?
It might be something like glass because one doesn't notice it normally
However it is actually there, as proof, if you look at it
From a different angle, glass will reflect light.
It will state its presence and existence
More eloquently than any other thing in this world
This world will change and I'll be the one to change it
Never count on reversing, arrested, flaccid relations fallaciously
Is it creed that blinded you?
If not, why won't you prevent injustice?
Genocide, self destruct, turn your back on your kind
The only ones who should kill are those who are prepared to be killed
The world can't be changed with pretty words alone
Don't mistake borrowed power for your own ability
People don't give a damn about reasons, but nobody can resist miracles
When there is evil in this world that justice can't defeat
Would you taint your hands with evil to defeat evil?
Or would you remain steadfast and righteous
Even if it means surrendering to evil?
The trick of real combat is that everyone is human
The world is destined for even greater chaos
Before creation there must be destruction
If my soul stands in the way, then I'll toss it aside
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Perception of a stimulus is not just a conscious reaction
Within the chambers of the mind the transmitters resonate
The self is just a ghost that wanders these halls
Aimlessly hanging up paintings without knowing their purpose
Directed by the architecture of the brain
Thinking it makes its own path
The seed of thought implanted in the floors
Its roots slowly absorbing
The roots of thought absorbing conscience
But one's reactions echo within the vast corridors
Some of the echoes resonate within the ghost
Most of them are too subtle or too obvious for it to perceive
But the halls always know, they see and feel
The geometry of the mind reshaping itself subtly
Even though the ghost can not lay its gaze
Even though the ghost thinks itself singular
It is but a product of chemistry and circuitry
The ghost constructs a castle within the walls
Names itself king of a figmental domain
It constructs phantasmal citizens from hallucinations
Declares itself their sovereign
Rules over vacant halls in an empty throne
It creates enemies, benefactors
Gods to pray to, sins to defer to
Comforts that heal, superstitions so real
Yet the halls are empty as ever, cold and uncaring
The echoes of the ghost, the false king, the dreamer, the believer
Every time the walls resonate they get louder
Slowly driving it mad as the crescendo becomes unbearable
The king orders the populace culled
No one to be left alive
Tries to atone for sins committed, worship the deities created
The empty chambers watch the ghost as it slowly spirals away
Driven by its own creations, its own twisted fiction
The ghost tears its dreamt-up castle down on itself
Bleeds itself dry, crushes its own will
Unable to cope with the pressure, the pain
The ghost ends its existence in vain
Yet the halls were still empty
There was nothing there
It was all sight while blind
Your existence is vain
Your existence is in vain
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Torrential Flames
05:17
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In search of a purpose
To fill a hollow existence
Archetypal descending helix
Revolving too swiftly as it drains the all of the nectar
From the exposed threads of a life
Endless black towers being constructed
Away from the gaze that kindles all dreams
Endless black towers being constructed
Away from the gaze of all hope
The defense of one's fundamental component
Eroded unjustly withheld force
Without forbearance
As the skies part making way for piercing flames
Not visible to naked eyes
Only to those who know suffering all too well
We know it all too well
Shackles inserted into the flesh viscerally
Their weight a burden unsurpassable
Searing the skin boiling the blood crumbling the bone
Drinking the marrow twisting the organs
The elusive revelation of reprieve inconceivable
Its existence a sore mark on the soul, body and mind
The distance is absurdly tremendous
The walls of the inner prison imploding with immense force
Crushing the vessel yet sparing the essence
Only to condemn it to further torment
The immutable blackness of doubt, weakness, pain
Blinds all that shines
Until no spark of existence remains to fuel the spirit
Choking the will to within an inch of release
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7. |
The Human Temperament
06:08
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Our greatest foe is
Hidden in plain sight
We turned our eyes to the sky
As we fight
But as we turned away
From each other
Our backs were vulnerable
To the predators within us
And so begins the tale of emotional cannibalism
Threads that bind the enervated
Become undone
By the passion
Of the voracious
Our structure inherently flawed
When a pillar
Becomes an individual
The tower of flesh collapses
A failure of compassion
We blame demons and gods
But the failures are all our own
The components clash
Hidden by weakness
Our nature is based on
Survival of the fittest
Trampling our own brethren
And the pain took its toll as it struck
And desire paved our road full of loss
A system built on
A flawed machine
That seeks its self destruction
Can not succeed
Rip it out, break it down
Into the depths of the
Fragile human psyche
We designed our process
And shook hands
But hands mean nothing
When severed and bleeding
And the pain took its toll as it struck
And desire paved our road full of loss
Nightmares are but a product
Of the dreamer's own propensities
The yearning for dominance
At the expense of consistency
How are we different
From the ancient evil
That tried to enslave us
With control?
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Oppression Unsheathed
05:46
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Domination opens the road to perversion
Paved on the blood of subservience
Supplanting the need for oversight as it's cast aside
Flesh and sound of people, but with soul of fiends
Vampires of human dreams
As they conspire against their own kind sowing the seeds of
The downward spiral of the human species
and in time, the rest of the planet
A dire collision, society has ensured that those with power will bring
The downward spiral of the human species
and in time, the rest of the planet
A dying hope, these tears
The enlightened plead yet they are drowned in doctrine
Tyranny strengthening its grip as we choke into obedience
Settling into its throne fists clenched crushing all dissent
Sacrificed forced to lie to realize tunnel vision
All these years misled into a false sense of peace
Sustaining a false foundation
And then your eyes gaze upon light of truth and now you hope, with a new sense of life
As time has shown every rule comes to an end
be it just, cruel or inert
And sometimes the people will assert their own freedom
and they will prosper through adversity
That being said, this comes with the price of revolution
Tearing out the roots that drain
A cause that animates change is worth dying for
Overthrowing leeches of mirth is worth fighting for
See through the lies and take up arms
Do not fear the vultures, for they depend on your suffering cries
Ultimately powerless, they'll shrivel and die
Pathetic, weak, lies and deceit their weapons of controlling
Our will won't die even if our body crumbles
Traitors to your own kind, we won't forget your crime
Blood is a pact that binds, not a way to profit and hide
Contempt and neglect towards entreaties of the masses will never slide
Struggle to suppress the truth but the truth can never die
Avarice, malignance and force can only take one so far
Underestimation of the drive of defiance
Disparage dissenters as boorish
and be on the receiving end of the sword of the exploited
As it decapitates you
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Part 1: Justice as Planned (Hayato)
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この我に 与えられた 万民を 裁く力
我が下す絶対なる 裁きから逃れられはしない
逃しはしない
罪深き 愚かなものたちに 生きる 価値等無い
私に課せられた この世界を 浄化する
この使命だけは必ず 貫き通してみせる
この世界を 作り 変えるのだ 微々たる 悪をも許さぬ正義で
Kono wareni ataerareta banning sabaku chikara
warega kudasu zettainaru sabaki kara nogare rarewa shinai
nogashiwashinai
tsumibukaki orokana monotachini ikirukachinadonai
watashini kaserareta konosekaiwo joukasuru
konoshimeidakewa kanarazu tsuranukitoshitemiseru
konosekaiwo tsukurikaerunoda bibitaru akuwomoyurusanu seigide
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The power I was given to judge anybody
From my judgement no one can escape
I won’t let anyone get away
Sinful ones do not deserve lives
I will complete my mission to purify this world, no matter what cost
I will re-make the world with the absolute justice
Part 2: The God Complex (Noyan)
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Suffer at every choice
Soulless separation
Ending it as it's begun
There is no sign of life
There is no salvation
Choosing those who are worthy to live this day
Who is to say?
You create your own justice
There is no way that you can believe
What are you telling to the people you're sentencing
To the otherworld?
Suffer your own misfortune
Exit the God Complex
Write the names down
Pass your judgment
The lust for power turns you into a god
Or you might as well be one
So you think that you can judge
Your fellow man
And you will be the the light of this world
If you saw the frame of reference
For just an individual
We gather together and
Gain our free will from nothingness
Write down the names
Everyone who disagress with the ideal world
Is an infidel
They must be struck down
With great prejudice
To the otherworld
Suffer your own misfortune
Exit the God Complex
Write the names down
Pass your judgment
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