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Prologue: I Am
01:36
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I am
(Mike DiSalvo)
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Iron Empress
04:59
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Queen of ravens fan feathers out like knives
Drink venom from vipers hidden amongst us
May her power demand retribution
May her sins bring absolution
The Iron Empress
Emanates in barbed romanticism
The blood of her followers … ecstatic
Flows through her veins like tidal waves
Traditions of trampling opposition under foot
The aqualungs and simpletons
Speak boldly of supremacy
Tongues dab at nightmares
Lends rape to praise and prayers
You will not be forgotten … promises
Palm of hand smudge disease away
Smite the life out of heresy
Give thanks to penances unbound
Mother’s milk and honey spoiled from the wastes of the land
Depose all that gather
weak minds alike, weak minds alike
Adept at trickery and disturbing chaos
A fraudulent relative calm
Knows little to no bounds
They will always punish
They are overjoyed
They thrive on apathy
They leave no choice
In pain
Hate
Defy
Death
Ecstasy …
(Mike DiSalvo)
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3. |
Drowning Into Sorrow
04:08
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Storms rise
Swarming thunder
Tempest surprise
Torn asunder
Tomorrow never comes
In this dramatic post traumatic state
Pounds of frowns and everything to do about downs
At a debilitating rate
Every waking moment is a standstill
Every step pushes a body of water forward
Every movement bears the weight of planets
Every breath parts oceans to desert
Swim as well as you may
Treading water only floats your dismay
Drop below the surface
Such a familiar place, a safe place, a sad place
Desperation
Drowning into Sorrow
Slowly sinking beneath the surface
Drowning into Sorrow
Question whether anything is ever seaworthy
Without it you capsize purpose
Without it you drown
Enormous waves crash all around
Smiles from inside submerged caves
Defy air, you won’t need it down there
Hidden away from view
Thin lips split in seminal behaviors
Not a single life meant living
Not a pleasant place to comb your worth
Not another disabled ship left in tow
Not a damn day goes by without drowning into sorrow
Failure wastes no time
Out in the open vast blue repeat
Pain is inexhaustible
Stretches for leagues upon leagues of deceit
Sorrow
(Mike DiSalvo)
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Path Of Lies
03:44
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Eyes
clawed out to see, the torn
Souls
hung out to bleed,
Keeps dripping down
Putrid
stench of guilt, overcomes
Self-righteous
path of lies
Feel
the weight of the world, cast down
Aware
of what cannot be seen
Keep begging
Condemned
to reality, it taunts
Deathless
keep falling
The cycle must now be undone
The truth be told
Tell it
For the first time in ages
Of a dark thought
Speak it
Desperately from cracked lips
Manifested
Feel it
Grab ahold of their tongues
Repentance
Hold it
Stretch them farther out than all
The blaring anthem, of all those reborn
A sound of structures that collapse
Despite renewal, and outsides torn
Within, lurks repeating of the past
Upon the shoulders of all
Crimes unpunished
Deceived no more
The lunatics unabsolved
(Christopher Burrows)
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Mind Cemeteries
04:02
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Mind Cemeteries
I stand here damned before you
A sight shaded and unseen
A fresh breath of non-recognition
In and out of the realm of perfection
Crossing paths alongside
Insanity, disaster and melody
And throwin' stones at melancholy
Well, I stand above it all
Breaking bread and bridges
Hanging on to those sentimental edges
Ripping anger strike fists at the earth
I feel alright now, I feel alright now
Judgement is disappearing
And the sun is dissipating
Yet the fallen have arisen
I have finally awakened
To the stench of all the long lost memories
Clogging up the mind cemeteries
Feeding off the parasite
Well, one thing's for sure
I am never, I am never coming back for more
Bristling rage pound fists on the earth
I feel alright now
Yeah, I feel alright now
Commemorate
A day of
Healing
Complicate
Years of
Feeling
Reaping
Rewards of Vomit
Reeking
Stinking
Life
Mind cemeteries
(Mike DiSalvo)
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I see through your judgement, I see through your pain. Let me savor it!
(Mike DiSalvo)
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7. |
The Hollow Gaze
05:05
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Bereft of color fits your listless mood
Skin tone dead, hanging like a dusty drape
The temples I build
Secretive in shame
Edifice of bones and casting stones
Glimpse at this disgraceful cubbyhole
The hollow gaze from an empty face
A blank stare could barely care
This fever i bring forth
Does not belong to me
Some call a hideaway
Paralyzed not by heavy labor
But by sedimentary values
No clan could abide by solitude
No bastard abstains from detachment
Hate succession
Takes precedence
Heavily maims in thought only
Trace recession
Fakes repetition
Severely stains
In recollections only
Empty but still coherent
A choice was made
To stifle life
Seclusion and isolation
Emptiness lies with loneliness
The silence reeks of awareness
A sense of divisiveness
Hands clasp together in strength
Conscience folds like wet paper
The Hollow Gaze from an empty face
I see right through you
Honor is everything
Dissonance
Clarity
Dissonance
Brevity
(Mike DiSalvo)
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La pénombre cogne à ta porte…elle obstrue ton entrée…complètement contrit,…afin de bannir sa bienveillance…la tromperie est incarnée…par ton incertitude logique…Elle se couche au seuil de ta porte…en attente de cette confusion…
The eve it comes knocking…it darkens your doorway…how contrite of you…to banish its benevolence…the trickery is emboldened…by your logical uncertainty…and lies across your doorjamb…waiting for that confusion…
to succumb to lonely despair…
Devour
You may as well stop breathin’
Washed up pointless
Seems without purpose
Renders you senseless
Head sullen, taken cover
Some shit will never accomplish it
Rollin’ plunder, damned to smother
Fooled for ages as it’s meant to be
Everything is meant to kill us
No matter, you never want to know
No, you never want to know
Everything is meant to kill us
Lorsque le visiteur se présente sans invitation, et qu’il démontre une fortitude égale, et que seul par la force absolue de celui qui désir exister…pourrais-tu éplucher les couches…d’inquiétudes et de reproches… cette glissade sans fin…pour se sauver de cette falaise éternelle…
When this unwelcomed guest…shows fortitude matched…only by invigorating resolve…of one who desires to exist…can you strip away the layers…of concern and reproach…that long drawn out slide…from a negative slope…
or will you ascend to a positive peak…
Devour
The servings are generous
Leave the gristle intact
Many pick off of the remnants
We care less of ourselves
Measured up, weighted down
The mission rides in with agony
Love to hate, infant to elder
Still introduced to some kinda cancer
The signs mask a penny’s worth
Marrow tastes like rotten fruit
From the same bowls that poison us
Distrust is a heavy plate to face
So easy to darkness
Remorseful weariness leads to
Days behind this very day
And it happens quick
The end befalls the hypnotized ones
The pull is omnipresent
Strength had long been diminished
Humility blends with lucidity
Encourages the cattle to devour
Devour
Everything is meant to kill us
No matter, you never want to know
No, you never want to know
Everything is meant to kill us
(Mike DiSalvo)
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9. |
Petrified Tears
06:19
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The familiar pain to which I, I am numb
The hardened decay of my self and my soul
This weight
I can take no more
I can't, I won't
Forever engrained in a shadow of time
They are intrinsic now
The familiar pain to which I, I am numb
The hardened decay of my self and my soul
I break
I can take no more
I can't, I won't
In a burning twilight they appear, always for the last time
Patiently awaiting this very moment
Buried deep inside, grief solidified
Reflections of you, I see within me
Face the hidden form, To which I contort
Fists of rage and hate, embrace my suffering
Falling with the weight of a thousand years
This is me becoming you
Stagnant thoughts, Rancid Solitude
Putrid Emotion, I have manifested
Timeless scars, Breaking new skin
Cursed am I, to live this life
And now you know
Lest we forget
The inevitable regret
Which no one punishment is fit
(Austin Taylor)
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10. |
All Bitter Endings
06:23
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Agonize
Age of reckoning
Sift
Through piles of
Ash
Conquest of pain
Bloodlines
Leaves stains in
Symbols
Are recollections
Sacrificial
Remains
Of what life used to be
Fragile rage
Relish in twisted forms
Chlorophyll dreams
And reticent screams
Negative
Beyond belief
Stricken
With grief
Dawn
Of an old era
Futile
Attempts at
Learning
To Live
And living
To Learn
About what life used to be
Rabid Cage
All Bitter endings
Burn the sage
Cleanse your heavy guilt
Your weight of existing
Gather up your halos and horns
Gather up your halos and horns
Your wings and crown of thorns
Your lives of scorn and imperfect morals
The balancing act of freewill
Hone your venomous tongues
And your deviant skills
Harbor hardships undone
The end of the road
The road at last
All bitter endings
Endings…
(Mike DiSalvo)
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As I walk amongst the sick and the dying, the pestilence inhalers and plague devourers nod their approval at my crowned statehood. My meaning is theirs and through death we part! Through death we part! Through death we part! Through death we part!
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